Chapter Forty-Six: Killing the Panther

The panther was desperate and tried to pull out the long sword on his back.

Every time the black panther's right palm reached the hilt of the sword on his back, Ning Chong smashed it with a timely and accurate punch, bouncing off the panther's right palm.

Taking advantage of the gap, Ning Chong's left fist continued to bombard with the "Rolling Stone Cannon", attacking the vital point of the panther's chest, which had been wide open.

After smashing down with three or four punches in a row, even if the black panther's body defense was better than steel, it was smashed to the point of rolling with blood and blood, spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and it was already obvious that it had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

In such a battle, the panther's every move was completely seen through by Ning Chong, who always grasped the rhythm and overall situation of the battle, and almost toyed with the panther in applause.

The black panther was only full of bitterness, regretting that he had underestimated Ning Chong before the battle, if he used the long sword on his back early, he was afraid that Ning Chong would already be a dead soul under his sword, and he would be as embarrassed as he is now.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. His heart was shrouded in despair, and under the grievances that he had never suffered in his life, coupled with the fear of death, the black panther went completely crazy.

"Ahh

The black panther raised his arms regardless of it, grabbing it at his back indiscriminately, although it was obvious that his movements and breath were chaotic, all he had left in his mind was the thought of drawing his long sword and killing Ning Chong.

The battle has reached this point, and it has been completely clear, and the black panther who has gone crazy no longer has the ability to threaten Ning Chong. Ning Chong snorted coldly, and was about to end the battle.

Previously, in order to save the inner yuan force, what he had been using in his trick was only the "four-sounding" rolling stone cannon, and at this time, he naturally did not keep it.

Boom!

A dull thunderous sound of bones and muscles trembling sounded, and Ning Chong's right arm clearly vibrated as a whole, and a wave of terrifying power fluctuations were transmitted upward, quickly concentrating on his right fist.

"Five-shot Rolling Stone Cannon!"

The right fist was like a cannonball, tearing through the air, making bursting sounds, and the fist faintly emitted a faint golden light, and slammed into the black panther's already defenseless chest!

Rumble!

The black panther's pupils shrank instantly, and his body shook violently, but he didn't fly out, because the terrifying impact on Ning Chong's fist had already pierced his chest, and the flesh and broken bones were like bullets, flying out from the hole in his back, flying all over the sky.

"Dream ...... It must be a dream......"

The panther had bulging eyes, his throat rolling, blood spilling from his mouth, but he muttered to himself, to death, he didn't believe that it was true, that he had died at the hands of a kid he regarded as an ant.

The next moment, his body slowly turned backwards and fell to the ground, no longer lifeless.

The famous, rampant Xuanyuan Mountains for decades, surnamed cruel, ruthless Black Tiger Mercenary Group big man Black Panther, officially declared dead.

Silence! There was a deathly silence in the whole field!

The black panther used to like to play cat and mouse tricks, often playing enough tricks on people, only to suddenly change his face, show his strength, and torture and kill the other party. The mercenaries already knew the Black Panther's surname very well.

Therefore, although the mercenaries saw that the Black Panther was passively beaten, they didn't take it seriously, and only watched easily, waiting for their Black Panther Master to exert their might and easily reverse the moment to win Ning Chong.

It's just that the ending this time was much beyond their expectations, and the black panther was really killed by this white-clothed kid who was only in the late stage of the second order of martial arts!

"Am I dreaming......"

"The Panther-sama is dead????!"

"Heavenly ...... This...... How is this possible! Dazzled, must be dazzled!"

......

Involuntarily sluggish, muttering to themselves, all the mercenaries were woodened like wood carvings and clay sculptures, dumbfounded, not believing that the panther had really been killed.

But after all, the facts were in front of them, that is, in the blink of an eye, and after the mercenaries in public confirmed that the black panther was indeed killed by Ning Chong, they couldn't help but react differently.

Among them, the happiest are the second-in-command under the Black Panther.

This black panther is usually arrogant and domineering, his surname is cold-blooded and cruel, and he treats his subordinates extremely harshly, killing him at every turn. The second-in-command is under the command of the black panther, and they have been trembling, although they are full of complaints about the black panther, they never dare to show it in ordinary times.

Now that the panther is dead, the second-in-command is also excited and ecstatic while secretly refreshing in their hearts, because the death of the panther not only makes them grow a bad breath, but also means that one of them will be able to go up, fill the position of the panther, and get promoted and rich!

"Retreat!

"Lord Black Panther has been attacked and killed! The enemy is too strong, all of them retreat for the time being!"

"Retreat first, and it's not too late to look for a chance to come back for revenge!"

......

For a while, the second-in-command almost unanimously shouted these similar words, leading his subordinates to retreat and flee, without the slightest intention of being embarrassed.

They are not stupid, even if they don't have a small calculation in their hearts, if they really want to avenge the black panther, with Ning Chong's strength, they will definitely make them pay a huge price. Therefore, it is the best policy to retreat and flash talents.

Under the orders of the second-in-command, after the death of the black panther, the leaderless mercenaries obeyed and followed the second-in-command to retreat and flee regardless of the situation.

However, Ning Chong was not allowed to be idle immediately, because not all mercenaries would follow such orders, and some of the Black Panther's die-hard subordinates did not retreat, but instead stared at Ning Chong with red eyes and roars.

"Kill! Kill this little bastard and avenge the adults!"

"Kill!"

......

These more than thirty diehards, I don't know who took the lead in shouting and killing, they immediately showed their swords one after another, and rushed towards Ning Chong to kill.

In this regard, Ning Chong calmly patted the ash on his palm, his face full of contempt and sneer. Since someone is willing to follow the panther to report to the Netherworld, you might as well help them and give them a ride!

In the battle with the black panther, although he successfully killed the black panther, in fact, Ning Chong's consumption was not small, and most of the inner yuan power had been consumed. Therefore, Ning Chong didn't plan to kill chickens and use knives to deal with these more than 30 mercenaries, he just wanted to simply clean them up, and he didn't plan to use the "Rolling Stone Cannon" trick to kill them.

Looking down and seeing a log about the thickness of a human waist under his feet, Ning Chong immediately picked it up on his toes, and the heavy log was suddenly picked up and flew up.

Ning Chong stretched out his arms, hugged the log steadily, and then let out an earth-shattering roar, took heavy steps, and held the log and fiercely rushed towards the mercenaries.

The strength of the mercenaries who came from the crowd was only in the second to third order of martial apprentices, ordinary, at this time, just by Ning Chong's earth-shattering roar, he only felt an explosion in his ears, like thunder exploding in his ears, and his mind was dizzy for a while.