Ning Zheng tilted his head.
That sneak attack move, even Ning Zheng couldn't withstand it, it was too sudden.
The timing of the ambush was perfect, hitting him neither a second too early nor too late.
As long as the palm doesn't touch, humans and gods cannot catch him.
Before him, Jiu Shui had done a great deed; should this human-god monster escape, who knows how the world will develop.
"Thank goodness, we cannot let the tiger return to the mountain."
Ning Zheng let out a sigh of relief.
Reality is not like some fictional novel; eradicating the root, wiping out entire clans, killing even pets clean, these are the most common occurrences.
The experiences of the human god are even more like a protagonist than those in the book. If he left this time and returned next, then Ning Zheng and the young blacksmiths would truly become the villains beaten up in the story.
Even if the young blacksmith begged and yelled frantically, it would be to no avail.
