Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

2As soon as Ning Xiaolei walked in, he saw an old man sitting on a sofa opposite the door.    

    

Next to him, Yao Jun, Brother Pingtou, and Brother Tuloong were pressed to their knees by a few Eight Arms Sect disciples.    

    

On the ground not far away, many of Ning Xiaolei's underlings who were originally bullies were now lying on the ground, crying out in pain.    

    

Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed across Ning Xiaolei's eyes and his expression became extremely ugly.    

    

"You're that brother Lei?"    

    

At this time, seeing Ning Xiaolei walk in, the elder on the sofa asked indifferently.    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted, turned around and said to the Eight Arms Sect disciple who was suppressing Brother Pingtou: "Release my man."    

    

One of the early stage Manifestation stage elite said coldly, "If you say so, then let it go. Do you really think of yourself as a person?"    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted and took a step forward. He arrived in front of the disciple and sent him flying with a resounding slap.    

    

With Ning Xiaolei's current strength as a King's Realm cultivator, he was just like an ant in the initial stages of mastery. He could easily kill him.    

    

The faces of those who were suppressing Brother Pingtou and the rest changed drastically. They were so scared that they hurriedly let go.    

    

Their strength was not even close to that disciple's, so how could they be a match for that young man in front of them?    

    

"Dammit. I'll cripple you."    

    

The disciple who was sent flying did not know the difference. He crawled up from the ground and fiercely rushed towards Ning Xiaolei.    

    

Without waiting for Ning Xiaolei to make a move, the elder on the sofa shouted, "Lu Xuan, stop, you are not his match."    

    

While speaking, the old man had already stood up. He nodded at Ning Xiaolei and said, "Not bad, you have some strength. Mid stage of the Refinement Realm, huh?"    

    

"Hehe, open your dog eyes and look clearly."    

    

Ning Xiaolei sneered. He rushed forward with the strength of a King's Realm expert without restraint. That powerful aura scared the old man to the point that his face turned pale.    

    

He looked at Ning Xiaolei in shock and said, "This, this aura, could it be that you are a legendary expert that entered the Saint realm?"    

    

"What sage realm? I am a King Realm cultivator, I am a cultivator, I am not a warrior."    

    

Ning Xiaolei snorted, not giving the old man any face.    

    

To dare to push Ning Xiaolei's men down, this was clearly not giving him any face.    

    

"What, cultivator? "No wonder, no wonder Yao Jun turned traitor."    

    

The old man's expression was ugly, his face was ashen, and his lips were trembling. The moment Ning Xiaolei revealed his aura, he knew that he was no match for him.    

    

Furthermore, the person in front of him was the cultivator, and he grasped all kinds of unimaginable methods.    

    

"Listen up, Yao Jun isn't betraying us, he is choosing a better future. What's good about staying in your Eight Arms Sect, can it cause his strength to soar? is it able to help him achieve immortality? "    

    

Ning Xiaolei twitched his mouth and looked at the old man in disdain.    

    

The old man was speechless. He nodded his head and smiled bitterly, that was the truth, no matter how powerful cultivators were, they could not compare to cultivator.    

    

Even though there was a method to enter the Dao through Martial Arts in ancient times, it was a pity that it had long since been lost.    

    

"Seeing that all of you are on the same side as Yao Jun, I also didn't want to make things too difficult for you. Kneeling on the ground, kowtowing, slapping myself a hundred times, apologizing to my people, and then scram."    

    

Ning Xiaolei looked at the old man and said indifferently.    

    

If it wasn't because of Yao Jun, he would definitely let these guys have their bones broken today.    

    

"I, we, sigh!"    

    

The old man sighed and knelt down bitterly. He took the initiative to apologize to Yao Jun and the others.    

    

He then raised his hand and slapped his own mouth twice.    

    

When the disciples of the other Eight Arms Sect saw this, afraid that Ning Xiaolei would take care of them, they hurriedly followed suit and knelt down, apologizing and kowtowing to themselves as they slapped their faces.    

    

Listening to the constant beating, Yao Jun couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to plead for mercy from Ning Xiaolei, but Ning Xiaolei stopped him with a glance.    

    

Moments later, after the slapping sound ended, Ning Xiaolei asked calmly: "Do you guys have any grudges in your hearts?"