Nangong Feng was afraid of death! He didn’t want to die! But he knew clearly that he could not defeat Nangong Wuming, nor could he escape Nangong Wuming’s pursuit.
The only thing waiting for him in the future is death!
But Nangong Feng was unwilling to die like this.
And he accidentally met the people on the mysterious island, so he spent all his money to buy the Bloodthirsty Pill.
"What's your reason!" Nangong Wuming looked at Nangong Feng with disgust. His son Qingfeng died, but Nangong Feng was alive and well. It's really an eyesore!
When Nangongfeng felt that the true energy in his Dantian no longer surged and stayed at more than six times or less than seven times the previous level, he knew it was time.
Nangong Feng concentrated all the energy in his Dantian on the sharp blade in his right hand.
All the ice energy was concentrated on the dagger without any trace of it being exposed. This was the result of Nangong Feng's secret practice for five years.
Nangong Feng crawled to Nangong Wuming's feet. He raised his head and said, "Uncle, my sisters are all pure-hearted people. How could they buy murder to kill..." Huh, how could he care about the life and death of his concubine sister? He just doesn't care.
It was just to use this as an excuse to cause trouble and get close to Nangong Wuming!
"Shut up. Don't you think I will..."
"Nangong Wuming, suffer death!"
Before Nangong Wuming could say the word "letter", Nangong's wind suddenly rose, and the dagger in his right hand shone with cold light, making the air feel cold.
Nangong Feng was too close to Nangong Wuming, and Nangong Wuming also got angry and relaxed his vigilance because of Nangong Feng's bad reasons.
At the critical moment, Nangong Qingsu and Nangong Qingyue could only watch as Nangong Feng's knife plunged into Nangong Wuming's heart.
However, Nangong Xiaoyao reacted quickly. He called out "big brother" and struck Nangong Feng with his cold palm.
Nangong Feng sacrificed his life for his life and chose to die together with Nangong Wuming. His momentum was as unstoppable as thunder.
However, Nangong Wuming has great martial arts skills and has fought on the battlefield for decades, killing countless people and encountering countless hardships and dangers. He cannot avoid Nangong Feng's dagger, but he will not sit still and wait for death.
Nangong Wuming moved his body to the right, quickly drawing his internal energy into his palms, and using both hands to clamp the dagger that was radiating cold light.
"Pfft..." was the sound of Nangong Feng's knife thrusting into Nangong Wuming's chest.
The smell of blood spread everywhere, Nangong Wuming's chest was as bright as ice, and his clothes were wet with blood.
"Haha..." Nangong Feng laughed crazily, but when he pushed in, he found that Nangong Wuming's palms clamped his knife. Those iron-clamp-like palms made it impossible for his knife to be used anymore.
One point further.
"Looking for death!" Nangong Xiaoyao shouted violently and hit Nangong Feng on the chest with his palm, sending Nangong Feng's body flying and hitting the wall. After falling to the ground, he rolled around a few times.
"Father!"
"Daddy!"
Nangong Qingsu and Nangong Qingyue just woke up and ran to Nangong Wuming's side.
"Brother!" Nangong Xiaoyao turned around and tapped several large points on Nangong Wuming's body to stop his bleeding.
"Nangong Feng, how dare you kill my father..." Nangong Qingsu's face turned red with anger. He rushed over and hit Nangong Feng, who was already covered in blood, with a palm.
"Poof!" Nangong Feng spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat.
"Nangong Wuming..." Nangong Feng glared at Nangong Wuming with bared teeth, and even after being defeated, he crawled towards Nangong Wuming unwillingly, "I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you, for my father...