But if Nie Renwang suddenly jumps out to make a move, the situation would beco very dangerous.
The most dangerous thing is if Nie Renwang doesn’t attack him, but turns to attack Wang Yuyan and the others. Dongfang Bubai can protect himself, but certainly cannot protect Wang Yuyan and the others.
Now that Dongfang Bubai can actually repel Nie Renwang, there’s only one explanation—Nie Renwang is not sincerely working for Xiong Ba; this move is just a signal to remind him.
"Village chief!"
Seeing Jiang Dali leap onto a small hill, the three of Wang Yuyan imdiately gathered around.
Seeing Jiang Dali unhard, even his clothes barely torn this ti, Wang Yuyan was relieved yet puzzled.
"Village chief, just now, the one fighting with Dongfang Sect Leader was Nie Renwang. I... I saw that he didn’t seem to use his full strength, so I didn’t use the Heavenly Demon Zither to assist Dongfang Sect Leader."
Murong Qingqing, holding the Heavenly Demon Zither, looked at Jiang Dali with confusion and inquiry in her eyes.
"I know."
Jiang Dali nodded, looking at Dongfang Bubai, who seed slightly internally injured, and solemnly asked, "When you fought with Nie Renwang, did he say anything to you? Did he give his full effort?"
"He didn’t say anything."
Dongfang Bubai’s authoritative eyes flashed with displeasure as he snorted, "This North Drinking Mad Saber is indeed powerful. At first, he seed to hold back a little when fighting with , but with that final strike, he used his full force to injure . However, he was also wounded by my Poison Needle, so he couldn’t have felt good either."
Jiang Dali looked at the assertive Dongfang Bubai, montarily speechless.
He could imagine Nie Renwang’s frustration. Initially, he only wanted to have a "fake fight" with Dongfang Bubai, so he deliberately held back.
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bubai used harsher thods with each needle, even deploying the Orochi Poison Blood and toxic gas. After being pricked by the Poison Needle, he was furious and left with an all-out strike in retaliation.
"You, you..."
Jiang Dali shook his head helplessly at Dongfang Bubai, "Nie Renwang probably had no choice but to make a move this ti. Since he made a move and then left, he’s bound to be trying to tell sothing."
Murong Qingqing said joyfully, "I knew Uncle Nie wouldn’t betray friends for no reason, village chief, do you think soone is coercing him? Can the Iron Gall Divine Constable really force Nie Renwang to do things against his will?"
"It’s Xiong Ba."
Jiang Dali, with hands behind his back, turned around to look at the riverbank in the distant rain, his eyes showing a different light, and said deeply, "It was Xiong Ba who coerced him to make a move. I now roughly understand why he had to act and what he wants to tell ."
Wang Yuyan wondered, "Since he was coerced, he obviously had to act. What do you an by why he had to act? Village chief, what do you an by that?"
Jiang Dali said indifferently, "Nie Renwang is not soone easy to manipulate. The North Drinking Mad Saber has his pride. Even if Xiong Ba used his woman to coerce him, having created the ’Red Peach Blossom’ sword skill already proves he’s recognized so truths in his heart.
But now that he willingly allows himself to be manipulated, it’s not just to help Xiong Ba deal with ... there’s another purpose...
"What purpose?"
"To kill Xiong Ba!"
As he uttered these three words, Jiang Dali’s gaze grew more determined, but soon it gradually beca calm.
Kill Xiong Ba!
These three words were spoken lightly.
But Xiong Ba possibly already possesses the strength of the Returning to Truth Realm, his dominance stretches across the world, and anyone facing him would feel like they have a mountain pressing on their chest.
Even if one has the strength to kill Xiong Ba, he holds a Heavenly Destiny, with a precious Life Chart, and cannot be killed except by Feng Yun.
Who could alter the course of destiny?
...
...
(Requesting monthly and recomndation tickets! My butt’s gone numb from writing! Please comfort with so end-of-the-month votes! Thank you, everyone!)
User Comments
0 comments from readers