Like ghosts, dozens of strong men in black appeared, and, making no sound, they attacked Ding Ning with their sabers.
Ding Ning was immersed in his understanding of the sutra, his tall figure quietly standing in the dark, and he seemed to be unaware of the attack.
Immediately, the first and foremost tall, strong man was delighted, and his confidence increased rapidly. "The biggest credit is mine."
Just as his saber blade nearly cut Ding Ning's shoulder, Ding Ning unnoticeably moved aside and easily avoided the attack.
He wielded his palm and hit the chest of the tall, strong man in black. Surprisingly, a beam of golden light burst out, and the man in black flew back, bumped down dozens of people, and heavily fell on the ground, but he was not injured at all.
Astonished, he looked
