There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Chapter 529 Killer

A dirt slope less than a mile away from the mountain temple.

Under a cliff, torches were inserted all around, and the flames emitted a faint blue flame. The protruding rocks of the cliff blocked the rain, but the mountain wind did not carry it at all, and it was still raging like a dragon, blowing from the front of the cliff to the inside.

The howling wind did not let the faint blue flame shake at all.

The faint blue flame burning on the torch had a special component, as if it could be ethereal, and all the strong winds did not shake them at all.

The same was true for the prayer flags hanging on the cliff below the cliff. The prayer flags painted with blood-red runes were also motionless and not affected by the mountain wind.

Under the cliff, there was a table.

There were various magic tools and talismans on the table. One of the clay pots had a ghost face painted on it, and white lines were undulating, just like the white ghost shadow torn by Nie Wushuang. The filling mouth of the clay pot was open, and black smoke was curling.

Behind the table, Ning Dan closed his eyes and concentrated.

His expression was relaxed, and his colorful Taoist robe was embroidered with many ghost faces, which made him look like a master.

However, this master style did not last long.

When Nie Wushuang tore the white ghost shadow and destroyed it with red flames, the clay pot on the table burst with a bang.

A cloud of black smoke escaped from the broken clay pot and rushed towards Ning Dan.

Ning Dan suddenly opened his eyes, no longer a master, and was shocked and angry. It was obvious that the spell was broken and backfired.

However, as a killer, Ning Dan was not a family-worshipped mage like Wu Changhai.

That kind of mage was a dog and a horse, afraid of casting spells and was afraid of wasting his lifespan, so he acted timidly.

Ning Dan was different, and often cast spells to harm people.

Naturally, he had experienced many things like spells being broken and backfired, and he had been prepared for this.

As soon as the divine thought came, a ghostly figure rose from the robe, in the shape of an illusory human head, with white smoke hanging down. It opened its big mouth and swallowed the black smoke that rushed over, thus breaking the backlash of the spell. Although it was slightly affected, it was fine.

"Go!"

He shouted.

As a mage, casting spells requires rituals and preparation time. Although it can also cast spells instantly, it is just that instant spells put a heavy burden on the body, and it is difficult to transfer damage through some small means.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best not to use it.

Although the previous resistance to the backlash of the spell was done in a thought, it was not actually instant. This is because the spell has long been embroidered on the robe, and it can be activated as soon as the thought moves, but after being activated, it needs a certain period of cooling.

For the time being, this spell can no longer be used.

Therefore, the mage must have a team to support him, and there must be warriors to guard him, especially for a combat mage like Ning Dan who works alone. Melee warriors are a must. Unlike Wu Changhai, a mage who is worshipped by a noble family, there is no shortage of logistical guards, and the noble family will prepare for him.

Ning Dan's guard warrior is a strong man in the Zhoutian Qihai realm.

He has been Ning Dan's guard warrior for a while, and they have a very tacit understanding. As soon as Ning Dan said to leave, he rushed over.

The magic tools and magic objects must be put into the bag as soon as possible, and the prayer flags must be taken away. The torches are fine. Although the oil on the torches is very special, it is a disposable product. After it is lit, it cannot be used again.

There is no special effect if it is extinguished and then lit.

Just after putting the magic tools into the bag, the warrior guard was about to take the prayer flags hanging on the mountain wall, but suddenly found that the blood-red runes on the prayer flags suddenly became ethereal and disappeared, and the prayer flags also decayed and became tattered in an instant.

After following Ning Dan for so many years, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

The guard turned back to look at Ning Dan, ready to say something, but the scene that came into his eyes made him shudder.

The Master Mage, who was always calm and composed, was sweating profusely at this moment, and his whole body was shaking like he had malaria. He even heard the sound of the Master Mage's teeth clacking up and down, and the sound made goose bumps all over his body.

"Master..."

The guard shouted.

Ning Dan ignored him and looked at somewhere in the darkness.

The next moment, Nie Wushuang walked out of the dark rainy night and came to the bottom of the cliff in an instant. It was obviously a downpour, but his whole body was clean without a drop of water.

"Hey!"

The guard shouted angrily.

His figure was like lightning, rushing towards Nie Wushuang, a flash of knife light appeared, the knife light was crisscrossed, and it became bright and slashed towards Nie Wushuang.

Sword drawing technique!

He slashed out with this knife, and it was hearty and refreshing.

In his own feeling, even if there was a rock in front of him, the blade could break it and split it in two.

"Don't..."

Ning Dan's lips moved, but the sound was stuck in his throat. After he spoke, it was so faint that it was suppressed by the sound of wind and rain.

A knife fell.

In the eyes of the guard, he chopped Nie Wushuang with this knife.

However, this knife only hit Nie Wushuang's phantom, and did not really hit Nie Wushuang. His seemingly powerful knife actually chopped somewhere in the void.

His consciousness was affected by Nie Wushuang, and he did not lock the target at the beginning.

He chopped Nie Wushuang's side with a knife, and then the whole person appeared in front of Nie Wushuang without any cover.

Nie Wushuang just gently drew his sword and moved forward.

The tip of the sword hit the guard's forehead, leaving a little red.

The sword energy had penetrated into his brain, shattering it, and he was dead in an instant.

Ning Dan's face was pale and he was trembling.

He and Nie Wushuang had formed a spiritual connection. Although his divine consciousness was very powerful, it was difficult to compare with Nie Wushuang.

Nie Wushuang had formed a crushing trend against him.

With his divine consciousness controlled, he could not cast spells. Even some spells that had been prepared long ago, or spells that could be cast instantly, could only be put to rest at this time, just like a car that could not drive on the road without gasoline.

Divine consciousness is the power that drives the vehicle, which can be gasoline, hydrogen and electricity...

If not, the car is just a waste.

"Are you from the Cui family?"

Nie Wushuang asked.

The Cui family came so quickly. To be honest, he did not guess this.

"No! No..."

Ning Dan said hesitantly.

His divine consciousness was suppressed, and some of the evil spirits he controlled lost control, and turned to Tiangang, and began to devour his life force.

"Spare my life!"

Ning Dan burst into tears.

"I just received a mission from Jinfeng Xiyulou. The mission is to kill the youngest disciple of Changlin Sword Sect, a boy named Nie Wushuang..."

Huh?

Nie Wushuang frowned.

It's not the Cui family's hunting, but a hunting order specifically for the original god. Could it be that the original body has some great secrets?

I don't remember!

"Who wants to hire someone to kill me?"

Nie Wushuang asked.

Ning Dan said with a wry smile.

"I'm just a killer who received the mission. Who is the employer? Perhaps only Jinfeng Xiyulou knows..."

"Really?"