Great court system

Chapter 117 I Bet Your Gun Has No Bullets
Seeing that Zhang Han was killed by He Ning, it took Zhang Zhuang a while to react.

A master of refining dirt, was killed by you like this?
In fact, He Ning didn't expect it to be so smooth. He originally thought that he would have to make two more moves, but who knew that Zhang Han could be killed so easily.

It seems like a show, He Ning shook his head.

In fact, Zhang Han was not so weak at first, but he had the mentality of going through the motions, and didn't even think about fighting He Ning to death.

Therefore, although his sword strike just now was full of momentum, it was actually just a false shot. In his opinion, since Pang Long had been killed by He Ning, there was no deep hatred between the two, and they could just give each other some face.

Unexpectedly, He Ning came up with the determination to kill, Zhang Han didn't have time to react, so he was directly blocked by a sword.

"run!"

At this time, seeing that He Ning killed Zhang Han instantly with a sword, Zhang Zhuang's first thought was to run. Although he was loyal, he was not stupid, but he was also shrewd in heart, and he could sit firmly as a general under Pang Long's hands. There is still an exquisite heart.

In his opinion, if he and Zhang Han had joined forces just now, they might be able to suppress He Ning or even kill him. After all, no matter how talented He Ning was, he was only at the bone refining level, while the two of them were at the zang refining level.

In this way, as the first person to come forward to avenge Pang Long, everyone will definitely see it and remember it in their hearts.

Then the next position of boss will be vacant, and nine out of ten will fall into his own hands.

But he only miscalculated He Ning's strength, and he didn't understand why Zhang Han suddenly became so weak. From Zhang Zhuang's point of view, he seemed to be killed without even exerting half of his usual strength. A heart of self-preservation developed, and he ran away directly.

Seeing Zhang Zhuang running away, He Ning just watched indifferently, without any intention of chasing him.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, he killed Pang Long to complete the task, and killing Zhang Han is not enough to kill him, as for Zhang Zhuang and him, there is no need to pursue and kill him.

Besides, a Dirty Refining Realm is not so easy to kill, He Ning can feel that this Zhang Zhuang is much more difficult to deal with than that Zhang Han.

He looked at the sky, it was already bright at this time, He Ning was going to go back to Kangning County to get the Youyue Sword, and then went back to explain the task.

But before He Ning could relax, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the distance, accompanied by screams.

He Ning immediately became wary and ran towards the source of the sound.

The sound was fleeting, and after a while, the surroundings became quiet again, only the rustling of the wind blowing the leaves, and the surrounding was terrifyingly silent.

"This is Zhang Zhuang, how did he die?"

After He Ning came to the scene, the first thing he saw was a corpse, which was Zhang Zhuang.

Seeing Zhang Zhuang who was killed with a single knife, He Ning's vigilance suddenly increased several dimensions.

The innate realm, definitely the innate realm!

It is impossible to kill a master of refining dirt with a single blow, except those above the Xiantian level.

who is it?He Ning looked around again, and found that all the bandits in the entire village were dead, and even if they escaped, there was not a single living person left.

He Ning had an ominous premonition in his heart, as if someone was secretly observing him, and he would be tricked next moment.

Just when He Ning was thinking about whether to force out the mastermind behind the scenes, a burst of applause suddenly came from behind him, accompanied by a playful voice.

"It's a good trick to steal the beam and add a beauty trick. It seems that He Butou is not only extremely talented, but even his brain is first-class."

Hearing this slightly familiar voice, He Ning turned around, and when he saw this person's appearance, he immediately thought something was wrong, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Putting on a respectful look and cupping his hands, He Ning smiled and said, "Why did Mr. Jia come here? Could it be related to the assessment? Could it be that Mr. Jia killed all these bandits in the cottage?"

Seeing He Ning pretending to be calm, Jia Baiyu shook his head with a light smile, playful: "How could it be me who killed it, it was obviously you He Ning who killed it.

It's just that He Botou was surrounded by outnumbered enemies, and in the end he fought endlessly and died together with the enemy. Hey, it's really heroic.

I will definitely report to the imperial court and greatly praise He Butou for your patriotic dedication.

Now there are not many people who are as loyal and patriotic as He Butou, hey~"

The last sigh seemed to be really moved by He Ning's fearless spirit, but ironically, He Ning was still standing there, but he seemed to turn a blind eye.

He Ning seemed to have guessed something in his heart, but he still smiled lightly on the surface and said: "What do you mean, Mr. Jia, by saying this? I am still standing here well, so where did the heroic sacrifice come from."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Jia Baiyu glanced at He Ning indifferently, as if looking at a dead person, then turned to look at the iron sword in his hand, without emotion.

"It's okay, you will become a cold corpse later."

After the initial panic and surprise, He Ning didn't feel any panic when he heard this, and said calmly, "Master Jia wants to kill me?"

Seeing He Ning's calm look, this was beyond Jia Baiyu's expectation, he sneered and said, "You don't seem to be very scared, do you accept your fate?"

He Ning looked directly at Jia Baiyu, and said in a leisurely tone, "Why should I be afraid, Mr. Jia, you can't kill me, so why should I be afraid.

Don't you think so, Master Jia? "

Jia Baiyu looked at He Ning coldly, thinking that even a majestic innate level master could not do anything to a bone refining level, this is probably the biggest joke in the world.

But seeing He Ning's indifferent performance at this time, he was still a little bit drummed in his heart. After secretly following and observing He Ning for several days, he found that He Ning was not a random person, but acted in a very orderly manner, with deep meaning everywhere.

Staring closely at He Ning, Jia Baiyu's eyes showed a gleam of coldness, and said coldly: "I don't know where Butou He's confidence is, I won't show mercy!"

He Ning smiled faintly, and slowly took out a mechanical box from his arms, facing Jia Baiyu.

Immediately, Jia Baiyu's cold hair stood up, as if locked by a murderous intent, her heart was pounding, very much like the situation when He Ning was pointed at the head with a gun in his previous life, and the murderous intent of the death-chasing post could be seen.

However, when Jia Baiyu saw clearly what was in He Ning's hand, her original fear turned into disdain, and she mocked: "I didn't expect you were the one who bought the 'Life-Destroying Soul Chasing Note', and you would actually spend 20 taels on this empty Box of fools.

But you almost succeeded, if your hole card is this, I'm sorry, I saw it through, and then go to die! "

From Jia Baiyu's point of view, He Ning is purely putting on airs, how could he shoot the life-killing soul-chasing post without a silver needle, and the life-killing soul-chasing needle has been lost in the world for so long, how could he, a newcomer in the world, possibly have it.

Seeing that He Ning could pretend to be so realistic with an ornament, his expression was not flustered at all, and he almost scared him off, Jia Baiyu couldn't help but lament that the young people nowadays are more than one monster, and such a genius can come out of a remote county, But isn't it more exciting to kill geniuses! ?
Seeing Jia Baiyu rushing towards him with an excited grin, He Ning shook his head lightly, then pointed the jet-black camera at Jia Baiyu, and said with a sneer, "Stupid!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a click, and a silver needle pierced through the air, pierced Jia Baiyu's chest with amazing penetrating power, and finally nailed to the big tree behind him.

"This, this is..."

Suddenly a stabbing pain came, Jia Baiyu looked at his chest in disbelief, a sense of numbness hit all parts of his body, and even his speech became intermittent.

(End of this chapter)