Your whole family is second-rate

The group of archers deployed by the left flank could be considered the elites of the Black Tiger Gang. Not only had they cultivated martial arts for more than ten years, they had also experienced dozens of fierce battles, large and small.

They were the same as the Left Wing, they were mistaken to think that the change in expression on Ning Qi's face was because of fear, which was why everyone had a faint, fiendish smile on their faces.

If he dared to kill Zuo Fei, the young master of the Black Tiger Gang would have the resolution to surrender today!

With them surrounding him, even a second-rate expert would have to be careful. If not, the crossbow bolts would have no eyes and would not be able to hit their target!

Zuo Jun had only just taken a big step forward, a sinister smile hung on his face, and in the next moment he was in front of Ning Qi. The Qi and blood in his body was extremely dense, although he was already over forty years old, it was not at the age of decay.

"Brother Zuo, don't kill him on the spot. Let him suffer a lot before he dies."

Jiang Posha said.

"Who exactly are you? What enmity do you have with my Ning family? Why are you so vicious?!"

Ning Jiu Xian glared at Jiang Posha.

"Jiang Yin City Jiang Clan, my son Jiang Tian has both of his legs broken by Ning Qi, he might not be able to walk normally in the future, what kind of enmity do you think is between us?"

Jiang Posha looked coldly at the four of them, a savage glint appearing in his eyes. "Today, not only will he be tortured, I will also have the four of you accompany him. Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be quelled!"

"Defamation!" "My son is extremely weak, and now he has killed someone and broken both their legs. The reason that you have found for him is truly worthy of ridicule!"

Ning Jiu Xian said angrily.

At the same time, the left side had already reached out to grab Ning Qi's shoulder, he truly did not intend to kill Ning Qi on the spot.

Zuo Jun was only a third-rate master, and he had the strength of five hundred Jin. If ordinary warriors were to face him, they would be killed with a single punch.

In his eyes, even though Ning Qi had practiced martial arts since he was young, he had only practiced it for a few years? To have a strength of 200 to 300 jins was already considered a monstrous talent!

It was because of this thought that Zuo Jun did not put Ning Qi in his eyes at all. When his arm landed on Ning Qi's shoulder, he even let out a cold laugh.

Finished speaking, the power in his palm suddenly erupted, transforming his finger into a claw, about to pinch Ning Qi's shoulder blade to pieces.

One breath of time.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Everyone thought that he had not even used his full strength yet, but only he himself knew that he had used all his strength just now, but he could not break the opponent's shoulder blade at all!

This feeling was like catching a piece of pig iron.

"How could this be …"

There was a trace of surprise in the left eye of the soldier.

"You are too weak. With this kind of method, you can actually make the Black Tiger Gang into the number one gang in Jiangyin City. It seems that Niu Dazhuang really has no brains. A dignified second-rate warrior will make you a third-rate warrior!"

Ning Qi laughed, then grabbed Zuo Jun's shoulder blade and said: "When the shoulder blade is broken, it will make people unable to endure the pain, don't scream out loud."

What?

Crack, crack, his shoulder blades were instantly grabbed and crushed into pieces, causing him to feel an intense pain that caused him to gasp. He almost rolled his eyes in pain and fainted on the spot.

"Sect Master!"

The surrounding archers saw that something was wrong and couldn't help but reveal a shocked expression. They then pulled the triggers in their hands at the same time.

At the same time, there was also a large group of Black Tiger Gang experts lying in ambush around them. At the same time, they also rushed out one after another.

When Ning Jiuxian and the other three saw this scene, they couldn't help but reveal looks of despair. They didn't notice the situation with the Left Army.

Only now did Ning Qi hold the left side of the army in his hands, and cold sweat continued to pour down his body.

He did not expect that what would follow up on him would be an even more miserable ending. When the crossbow bolts shot towards him, Ning Qi casually grabbed onto the left wing, and waved fiercely.

"AHH!"

Only then did the left soldier let out a howl. Ning Qi grabbed onto his shattered shoulder blade, and with such a great strength, he immediately pulled at the wound, causing the pain to double as pain.

In less than half a breath after the scream, the left side let out a mournful howl again.

"AHH!"

This time, more than ten bolts had been shot at his buttocks. It was as if the crossbows had been agreed upon and had a tacit understanding with each other!

"How could he be so fast?"

The crossbowmen were all stunned.

Ning Qi's speed was so fast that they thought they were seeing an illusion. In just an instant, Ning Qi and the left side had already changed their forms, using him as a meat shield, they managed to block all the poisoned arrows!

"Something is wrong..."

Jiang Posha subconsciously stood up.

Weren't the Left Army full of confidence? How could he be suppressed by Ning Qi the moment he started fighting?

It was only at this moment that Ning Jiuxian and the other three realized what had happened. They had personally witnessed using the left side of the army as a shield to block their own crossbow arrows!

Holding such a big guy in one hand, and using him as a shield so casually, all of them revealed a look of astonishment. They even started to suspect if the person in front of them was Ning Qi?

At the same time, they recalled the accusation that Jiang Posha and Zuo Jun had just made against Ning Qi, and their expressions slowly became somewhat strange.

"You, you are a second-rate …"

Only then did the left side turn to look at Ning Qi in shock and anger.

In his heart, he was unwilling to believe that a teenage boy who was born into a scholar's family and had nothing to do with the martial arts world would end up being a second-rate expert. Could this be a joke from the heavens?

"You are a second-rate family, your entire family is a second-rate family."

Ning Qi scoffed, and used more strength in his hand. Only then did Zuo Jun started to howl in pain, and the archers did not dare to take action, they were afraid that their arrows would harm their Sect Master again!

"Ning Qi, what are you trying to do!? If you still don't put our Sect Leader down, there will be a misunderstanding in today's matter. Let go of the Sect Leader and we will have a good talk! "

An elder of the Black Tiger Gang shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Quickly put down the Sect Leader. If you injure the Sect Leader today, the entire Jiang Yin City will not tolerate you! "

"Our Black Tiger Gang is extremely powerful, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings!"

"So noisy!"

Ning Qi snorted, he had just pulled out a crossbow arrow from the left side of his body, and swept it, causing the crossbow bolts to pierce into the right back of each of the crossbowmen, causing them to immediately let out a scream, and then they looked at each other in fury.

The arrow was poisonous, but the antidote was only available to the left side. But now, the left side was in Ning Qi's hands, the situation had become completely one-sided.

"Your Black Tiger Gang is only so capable, you dare to invite me over?"

Ning Qi released his palm with a laugh, and Zuo Jun immediately fell to the ground.

A layer of black smoke appeared on his face, and he subconsciously took out a porcelain bottle with his intact arm.