The battle on Ning Yunrui's side ended quickly, and the second when the audio-visual awakening reached its maximum time, the last worshipper she was still standing here also fell to the ground with her eyes covered her throat.

This time, she was completely unrelenting, as she had fully accepted the cruel laws of this world.

The first time she really slaughtered a living soul with her own hands, she didn't have any psychological burden.

Because she knew that if she was killed by these people, these people would not have any psychological burden.

Perhaps because Ning Yunrui had no spiritual energy now, these worshippers who were slashed by the Ethereal Fist did not show any signs of being eroded by the Ethereal Sword Intent, they were as if they had been injured by an ordinary sword blade, and they were just bleeding.

Now the only surviving offerings on the field are the two who bullied Ding Erhu.

Ning Yunrui, who knew that she was already at the end of her crossbow, did not attack the two of them, but was full of murderous intent, and glared at the two who were already stunned by Ning Yunrui's movements.

The two of them, who were already retiring, hurriedly fled here with a crawl when they saw this.

"Yes, yes, with the body of a mortal, you have killed so many monks who have cultivated the foundation! Presumably, the grade of your spiritual martial arts should not be low, right?" Before Ning Yunrui could take a few more breaths, a lean old man walked up to her as he spoke.

Looking at the appearance of this old man, it is the so-called "Janissary Guard".

"Oh, I thought you were a five-fold master with an iron body! It turned out that you were a bronze body powerhouse that you killed with the power of spiritual martial arts!" The middle-aged man who came with the lean old man laughed at himself at first, and then said in a strange voice.

"Is this the suspicious person you were talking about?" asked the lean old man, glancing at the middle-aged man.

"Yes, it's her! Even if I misunderstand her, I won't mistake the resentment of the bronze powerhouse in her!" replied the middle-aged man with a sycophant face.

"Okay, the old man goes to meet her, you go and keep an eye on that kid, don't let him run away. The lean old man, who had received an affirmative answer, looked at Ning Yunrui and nodded with satisfaction, then pointed at Ding Erhu and said in a flat tone.

After the thin old man finished speaking, he walked straight to Ning Yunrui.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man also walked towards Ding Erhu with a wicked smile on his face.

Looking at the lean old man walking towards her, Ning Yunrui put on a taekwondo-style posture in agony.

She knew very well that not only could she not turn on the audio-visual awakening again, but even her physical strength was running out.

Even the ethereal fist blade had become dim due to her lack of physical strength.

She didn't underestimate the lean old man, because she felt a suffocating sense of oppression from the old man's body.

Under the pressure of this sense of oppression, she even had the idea of escaping, but she knew very well that no matter how she escaped, she would not be able to escape from this Ran Dongcheng tonight, and if she couldn't escape from this Ran Dongcheng, it was obviously a matter of time before she was caught, not to mention that she didn't think that she could escape with Ding Erhu under the gaze of these two people.

When the lean old man was still three steps away from Ning Yunrui, he stopped inexplicably and put his hands behind his back.

Through the light of those lanterns on the ground, Ning Yunrui, who saw the lean old man's arrogant expression, somehow remembered someone who loved to play treasures.

Just as Ning Yunrui was thinking nonsense, the lean old man really released a circle of silver brilliance wrapped around his body as if he were playing a treasure.

Different from the ripples that Ning Yunrui had seen before, what this lean old man released was a real light.

Not only that, but the light was also very rich, and against the backdrop of this night, the lean old man was as bright as a silver bulb at this time.