Zhang Yang's jaw dropped in shock and he said, "Hey, hey, hey, why don't you just say that you are Ning Fan's ancestor?"
"That's not the case. The reason why I am called the Dragon Emperor is because I drank the dragon's blood, Ning Tianhe also drank the dragon's blood, and Ning Fan inherited the dragon's blood."
The Night King continued: "Heir of dragon blood, that's why I'm looking for you."
After listening to what Night King said, Ning Fan felt better now. It was really hard to believe that Night King was his ancestor, so the Ning family must be the descendants of the Dragon Emperor.
"What is dragon blood?" Ning Fan asked.
The Night King didn't say anything, Hua Wuque screamed strangely, and was restrained by a restraint, his face looked ugly.
"Little fat man, you shouldn't be here."
"ah--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Wuque disappeared in front of several people.
Ning Fan's heart tightened, and the Night King said: "The troublemaker is gone, and I will answer your questions. Dragon blood is the blood of a true dragon, and it can improve your martial arts cultivation. You haven't activated the dragon blood yet."
"So, where is my father?"
"I can't tell you yet, unless you can defeat me." The Night King said.
This puts Ning Fan in a difficult situation. How is it possible to defeat the Night King? This is the ceiling of current strength, which is simply invincible.
Suddenly, a formation appeared under Ye Lan and Zhang Yang's feet.
The next second, the two of them were imprisoned by the formation, and terrifying flames emerged, burning them.
"ah......"
Zhang Yang was the first to scream.
"Night King, what do you want to do?" Ning Fan punched the restriction in front of him.
boom!!!
As a result, he was instantly thrown away by his own power, and he stood up and glared at the Night King.
"Ning Fan, you are the heir of dragon blood. This is your destiny. Here today, only one of you and me can leave alive."
The Night King spread his hands, and the dry muscle tissue in his body became rich again, becoming a majestic middle-aged man.
"Come on, show your true strength, this is also your last level."
Seeing that Ning Fan was motionless, the Night King flipped his hand, and the restricted flames instantly covered the two of them, and Zhang Yang heard a shrill scream.
"Night King, stop." Ning Fan rushed out angrily.
A punch hit the Night King's chest, and there was an explosion-like sound.
boom!!!
The Night King shook his head: "Too weak, this is strength."
After saying that, he punched back, hitting Ning Fan firmly on the chest.
At that moment, Ning Fan felt as if a meteorite had hit his chest, and all the strength in his body was gone.
It fell hard to the ground, leaving a deep groove.
The Night King walked over step by step: "Your strength can't even be defeated by me. How do you find your father and protect the people around you?"
Ahem...
Ning Fan grabbed his chest and got up, vomiting blood continuously from his mouth. This punch was the hardest he had ever received in his life.
"Ning Fan, you are the only star in the hexagram, and everyone around you will continue to suffer because of your existence, from your parents, to your woman, to your relatives and friends, and you have been trapped.
How can we protect them if they are shackled and cannot break through their own destiny if they are not strong enough?"
The Night King waved his hand, and a picture appeared in front of Ning Fan. He looked at it in surprise and said, "Senior sister, how could this happen?"
"Your senior sisters are already in my hands. Whether they live or die depends on you. Don't doubt what I mean. I have lived for more than two thousand years and have long since lost all human emotions, hahaha."