Taihuang Star Seal

Chapter 222: Using a butcher knife to kill a chicken!

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Zhang Di, wearing a nightgown, seemed to have transformed into an agile black panther. Under the cover of moonlight, he quickly approached Ding Chen's residence.

The area for menial disciples is the largest, but also has the lowest level of security.

In addition to certain locations such as spiritual fields and mines;

In other places, let alone surveillance formations, not even a single image-retaining crystal can be found!

The reason is simple: one can catch a handful of low-level practitioners like “menial disciples” with one’s eyes closed.

For the sect, losing some people is not a big deal, they can just recruit new ones...

Anyway, in this world of cultivation where the law of the jungle prevails, there are countless low-level independent cultivators who are living on the edge of their seats, all trying their best to join a sect and seek shelter.

For the vast majority of poor independent cultivators, even becoming a menial disciple of a sect is much more secure than being a "lonely ghost"!

Because of this, Zhang Di, who was sneaking in the dark, was not worried at all about being exposed!

"Before this, Senior Brother Zhang Bingyao came to me and said that he wanted Ding Chen to suffer more physical pain, but he should not really threaten his life..."

"I thought Zhang Bingyao was very hypocritical at the time."

"You are a true disciple, but you are so timid when you kill a mere servant. Humph, you are a ballless bastard!"

"Tonight, I, Zhang Di, will show you what it means to be decisive and ruthless!"

Zhang Di said in his heart.

Ever since this young man successfully advanced to the rank of "inner disciple" during a training mission, his self-confidence has skyrocketed!

In his opinion, it was better to kill Ding Chen than to kill him.

As for the words that Zhang Bingyao specifically emphasized, they were all thrown out of the window by Zhang Di.

Anyway, there is no evidence, and there is no way to find out who did it...

How could Zhang Di know that the reason why Zhang Bingyao asked him to do this was not because he did not dare to kill Ding Chen, but because he could not kill him openly.

Because Zhang Bingyao is still thinking about his childhood sweetheart Wei Sanniang!

He was worried that if he pushed Ding Chen into a desperate situation, he would fight to the death.

With just a thought, he could drag Wei Sanniang to be buried with him...

This is not the result Zhang Bingyao wanted to see.

In his opinion, Ding Chen, who guarded the [Ghost Fire] every day, would surely die within ten days or half a month.

He found Zhang Di just to make Ding Chen suffer a little more before his death, so that he wouldn't die so comfortably!

at some point.

Zhang Di stared at the small house across the street: "We're here! This is it!"

He released his spirit to take a look, and sure enough, there was a faint light of a door lock array outside the door.

Zhang Di, who didn't understand the formation, knew that with his ability, it was impossible to kill someone without making any noise.

In that case, just force your way in, kill Ding Chen instantly, and then escape.

By the time those useless servants realized what was happening, he had already disappeared...

Zhan Yu made up his mind and looked fierce: "Humph, the protective formation of the menial disciples' dormitory can't stop an inner sect disciple like me!"

After saying that, he drew his sword from his waist and chopped down the door lock fiercely.

"when!!"

With a crisp sound, the wall in front of the small house was also chopped into pieces by this knife.

Zhang Di rushed in directly and arrogantly.

Before the others broke into the house, his spiritual perception had already captured two figures inside.

"Huh? There's actually another person inside?"

"Humph, you are unlucky. Go to hell with Ding Chen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Di slashed out with his knife.

However, at the moment when his sword flashed with all his might.

A figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of him first.

"Ding!"

In a flash, Zhang Di swung his sword with all his might and hit the person in front of him.

But only a slight sound of metal collision was heard.

That person's skin wasn't even cut a bit!

"Ding, Ding Chen?"

"He is only at the ninth level of the Condensation Realm, how can he be so fast?"

"No, that's not right, what is this?!"

Zhang Di was shocked!

It turned out that the person he hit with his sword was not Ding Chen.

It can even be said that he is not a "human".

But it is a human-shaped combat puppet!

A nine-foot-tall, sturdy and strong fighting puppet with a blood-red body!

That’s right, this is the [Devil Blood Battle Puppet] created by Ding Chen!

As a combat puppet at the "first level of the Earth Crystal Realm", it was naturally unharmed when facing the full-strength attack from Zhang Di, who was at the "fifth level of the Soul Gathering Realm".

"What the hell is this?!"

Before Zhang Di could think about it, he heard a "puff" sound.

The Demon Blood War Puppet's huge hand, which was shaped like a sword, had already grasped his head tightly.

With your other hand, press down on his shoulder and twist it slightly.

There was a loud "crack" sound, which was the sound of broken bones.

The next second, Zhang Di's head was twisted 180 degrees.

"You...how, how is it possible..."

Zhang Di's last bit of consciousness quickly faded away, and he was deader than dead.

Afterwards, the Demon Blood War Puppet turned into a streak of light and drilled back into Ding Chen's Dantian Xuanfu.

The [Devil Blood Battle Puppet] that he personally refined can be controlled and released at will!

He glanced at Liu Hong lying on the bed, who was still unconscious.

It turned out that Ding Chen was helping Liu Hong to clear the blockage in his meridians and help him break through the shackles of the eighth level of the Spirit Condensation Realm.

Because Liu Hong's previous injuries had not yet healed, when he was conscious, he was unable to cooperate with Ding Chen in the "puncturing the meridians and tendons" technique.

That's why Ding Chen pressed his sleeping point first and then cast the spell with all his heart.

If Ding Chen hadn't been taking a crucial step at that time and couldn't get away...

He could easily deal with Zhang Di, who was at the fifth level of the Soul Gathering Realm, so why would he need to send out the [Demon Blood Battle Puppet]?

"Oh, I guess I've used a butcher knife to kill a chicken this time..."

Ding Chen completed the last step and came into the courtyard after finishing his practice.

With a casual move, he took off Zhang Di's nightgown and put it on himself.

Then stuff the corpse into the storage ring.

Well, no one is seen alive, and no one is seen dead.

Other items such as storage rings, spiritual weapon daggers, etc. were also taken by Ding Chen without hesitation.

Ding Chen thought to himself, "I deliberately let the [Devil Blood War Puppet] kill people by breaking their necks because I don't want to see blood around."

He casually picked up the array lock that Zhang Di had cut through with his sword, and muttered to himself: "Now, it's time to repay each other..."

Before this, Zhang Di cut the door lock with a knife and broke into the house, which inevitably caused some noise.

However, the alarm sound of the lock being damaged was extinguished by Ding Chen immediately.

Therefore, not many people were alarmed.

Most of the chores disciples who had worked hard all day simply turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

The night is still as silent as water.

But this time, it was Ding Chen who quietly arrived at Zhang Hao's door...