Wang Ning's eyes widened in anger, but he could only see the blood that spurted out from Qing Shisan's neck even more clearly.
[The butcher's knife you forged has completed the kill. Your divine power, "Dismembering Bull", has been enhanced by 50 points.]
The prompt came, but it was unexpected.
50 points!
Was this guy's level that high?
Feng Ling couldn't help but look at Wang Ning.
In his perception, Wang Ning was slightly stronger than this guy.
'Then…'
Wang Ning felt Feng Ling's gaze and his heart trembled.
Murderous intent. He felt a thick murderous intent and an inexplicable… greed?
Wang Ning's body tensed up. No way, no way. This person's taste couldn't be that heavy, right?
No, he had to go. He had to go quickly!
Not daring to think further, Wang Ning shouted again, "Die!"
However, in the next second, he had already fled into the distance.
Lei Ting, who was about to take the blow, looked at Wang Ning's back and was stunned.
However, Feng Ling, who was at the side, was not confused. The onlookers see more of the game. The change in Wang Ning's aura could not be hidden from his eyes.
When Wang Ning retreated, he had already reached him.
Pig Slaughtering Knife Technique!
The Bull Slaying Knife brazenly slashed out, and a beam actually appeared in the air, slashing straight at Wang Ning's back.
Wang Ning felt the sharpness behind him and did not dare to take it head-on. He immediately twisted his body to the side to avoid the attack.
His twist allowed Feng Ling to catch up.
The Eastern Purple Qi Technique circulated, and a soul attack attacked Wang Ning.
Soul attacks were the hardest to guard against.
Even though Wang Ning was strong, he was far from this level.
He felt as if a sharp needle had suddenly pierced his brain. The intense pain made him black out, and he fell to the ground.
The Bull Slaying Knife was raised and brought down hard.
Dismembering Bull + 50
Carrying Wang Ning's corpse, Feng Ling returned to the small courtyard and threw it beside Qing Shisan.
Lei Ting watched this scene with a complicated expression. Feng Ling's strength far exceeded his imagination.
They had originally thought that there was a Master Forger behind Feng Ling, and perhaps a ranked expert.
They did not expect that Feng Ling was this ranked expert.
Moreover, he was so strong that he could instantly kill a Level Eight expert…
His strength was top-notch even among those at Level Seven, and even surpassed some of them!
"You—"
Thinking about how they had "erased" the memory of such an expert last night, Lei Ting was extremely embarrassed.
'Go and see them. And make sure you keep my secret.' Feng Ling ignored him and walked back into the yard.
Lei Ting still wanted to say something, but Bai Run and Chen Hong were more important. He could only thank them and hurriedly go forward to check on their situation.
To his relief, even though Bai Run and Chen Hong's injuries were very serious, they were not dead.
Due to Bai Run's special nature, there was already a vitality flowing slowly in his body, helping him repair his body.
'Phew, it's good that he's not dead. It's good that he's not dead,' Lei Ting muttered, quickly taking out his phone to contact backup.
With the Peaceful Spirit Bureau's methods, it was not a big problem as long as they were not dead.
Lei Ting noticed a car coming towards them at an extremely fast speed as soon as he hung up.
Lei Ting was wondering why the reinforcements were so fast. When the car stopped, it was Zeng Shiwu who had rushed over.
She was also following the direction of the energy fluctuations. It was a good thing that there was only one path from the Divine Weapon Town, which allowed her to arrive so quickly.
She got out of the car and saw Bai Run and Chen Hong lying beside Lei Ting. She immediately ran over and took out two pills.
"Captain Lei Ting, this is a small healing pill. It has a very good stabilizing effect on injuries."
"Thank you!" Lei Ting knew the value of the Little Cultivation Pill, but it was not appropriate to be polite in this situation. He thanked them and quickly gave it to them.
The Little Cultivation Pill was indeed extraordinary. It quickly stabilized their injuries, which also relaxed Lei Ting a little.
Meanwhile, Zeng Shiwu had already observed her surroundings. When she saw Wang Ning and Qing Shisan, she found them familiar.
On closer inspection, she also identified them.
Good lord, two Level Eight Yamas!
Moreover, their strength was top-notch among those of Level Eight.
She looked at Lei Ting differently now.
Even with the help of the two people at Level-Nine, Bai Run and Chen Hong, Lei Ting was already very strong to be able ot kill two Peak Level Eight Yamas.
He might be able to break through to Level Seven Enlightened Realm very soon.
Lei Ting gave a bitter laugh sensing Zeng Shiwu's gaze. 'I did not deal with either of them.'
"Huh?" Zeng Shiwu asked.
He quickly looked around. Could there be other experts around?
Feng Ling happened to come out of the forging room.
"Hey, Feng Ling?!" Zeng Shiwu's eyes widened as he stared at Feng Ling in disbelief.
She didn't see anyone behind her as she drove…
And from the looks of it, Feng Ling had been here for a while.
Wait, could it be…?
She turned to Lei Ting, who nodded, confirming her suspicions.
Feng Ling had asked him to keep it a secret, but how could such a thing be kept a secret?
What should he say?
That he was the one who killed the two Level Eight Yamas?
Even if he put aside his conscience, his strength did not allow him to do so.
The Peaceful Spirit Bureau was very meticulous when it came to dispatching personnel. If their strength was misjudged and they suffered losses… things would only become more and more troublesome.
Besides, what era was this? There were eyes in the sky.
If someone really wanted to investigate, they could.
And his nod shocked Zeng Shiwu even more.
She knew very well that when the shock came, Feng Ling was still in Divine Weapon Town.
In other words, in less than ten minutes, Feng Ling had come from the Divine Weapon Town and dealt with two Level Eight Yamas?!
'He killed them in seconds, I suppose?'
This strength…
Feng Ling also heard Zeng Shiwu's shout. He did not expect his old classmate to come so quickly.
She must have sped.
Feng Ling cursed silently. He knew that she could not pretend anymore.
Previously, Zeng Shiwu had been testing him at the Armament Workshop. Now, she had seen through him directly.
'Phew! I can't explain, so I won't.'
"Feng Ling, this, were they really…?"
Zeng Shiwu still found it hard to believe.
After all, she had not sensed any essence energy fluctuations from Feng Ling.
Feng Ling nodded, graciously admitting it.
However, he immediately said sincerely, "If possible, please keep it a secret for me. I just want to be an ordinary person. I'm not interested in fighting and killing."
Oh boy, oh boy!
Zeng Shiwu applauded… What a good Versailles!
'Did you think you were an ordinary person when you killed the two Level Eight Yamas in seconds?'
"It's impossible to keep a secret. Not to mention that this violates discipline and that it would be imppossible to hide from the Heavenly Eye." Zeng Shiwu shook his head. "And every ranked expert needs to be registered. This is the iron law of the country's supernatural beings."
Whoosh ~
Seeing Zeng Shiwu's serious expression, Feng Ling knew that this matter would be very difficult to handle.
In that case…