Ning Feiyang's words were not loud, but they were like thunder, hitting their heads with a buzzing sound.
Zhang Zhixiao came forward and finally calmed down the matter, but Ning Feiyang stirred up the trouble again.
"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly just now?" Zhang Zhizhong thought he was hallucinating.
"Pick up your ears and listen to me. I'm not giving you permission to leave." Ning Feiyang raised his voice.
I heard it clearly now.
Everyone was once again shocked by Ning Feiyang's domineering attitude.
"Okay, very good, Zhang Zhixiao, have you seen it? I want to give you face and let this guy go, but he doesn't appreciate it. What can I do?" Zhang Zhizhong asked.
Zhang Zhixiao frowned, took a step forward, came to Ning Feiyang, frowned and said: "Doctor Ning, what are you doing?"
"He severely injured Shangguan Qing'er and wanted to run away. Brother Zhang, he can't get through here with me." Ning Feiyang said firmly.
"Feiyang, I know you are angry, but now is not the time to be arrogant. He is a true awakener, and his fighting ability may not be inferior to mine. If we really go head-to-head, I'm afraid we will also suffer a lot." Zhang Zhixiao said.
said.
Yan Feng also came over and persuaded: "Yes, a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years. There is no need for us to dwell on it for a while."
"Feiyang, I'm fine. The injury will heal after a while. Don't be too impulsive for me, you should calm down." Shangguan Qing'er also tried to persuade him.
She has reached the Eight Stars of the King and is no match for Zhang Zhizhong. Can Ning Feiyang beat him?
It's hard!
"Stop talking, I won't let him have an easy time if he messes with my woman." Ning Feiyang said.
While he was talking, he had already drawn the Yangtian Sword!
"Not bad, really good." Zhang Zhizhong said in a deep voice, "Zhang Zhixiao, have you seen that it's not that I won't let him go, but that he won't give up, so you can't blame me."
"Doctor Ning, since you decided to deal with him, the two of us will join forces." Zhang Zhixiao did not choose to stand idly by.
Zhang Zhizhong's expression changed drastically and he said, "Zhang Zhixiao, it's none of your business. I've already given you face. Now it's a personal feud between the two of us. You have no reason to interfere."
"I said, he is my brother." Zhang Zhixiao spoke again.
"Brother Zhang, this is a grudge between me and him. Don't get involved. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Ning Feiyang's eyes were firm.
"I..." Zhang Jixiao spoke again.
Ning Feiyang waved his hand and said: "That's it, Brother Zhang, you just need to keep an eye on those guys. I will settle the score with them later."
Zhang Zhixiao sighed and could only take two steps back, but he was not too far away and still stared at Ning Feiyang closely.
As long as Ning Feiyang is in any danger, he will definitely take action in the first world.
"Master Zhang, beat this guy to death." Geng Baoman became excited. He thought he couldn't fight just now, but now that he saw the fighting spirit rising, he became excited.
The other people also started shouting. In their eyes, Ning Feiyang was definitely not Zhang Zhizhong's opponent.
Zhang Zhizhong himself thought so too. He pulled out a dagger and said calmly: "What a bullshit sword you have. I am the awakener of the earth element, and I will let you be buried."
Burial!
Speaking of this, his breath surged, and the dust on the ground began to condense.
It condensed into dozens of strands, all of which attacked Ning Feiyang.
This is the most basic attack for earth element cultivators, but in the eyes of others, it is already quite overbearing.
Geng Baoman and others were extremely excited. They had seen with their own eyes how powerful the soil was. It condensed tightly and was equivalent to an oversized weapon.
The dust rotates rapidly, like a drilling machine, making a rustling sound, which sounds extremely harsh and looks quite scary.
Ning Feiyang remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the dust.
Is this guy ready to give up?
Shangguan Qing'er and others felt trembling in their hearts. If not, they would have to find a way to resist.
"Be careful." Everyone shouted in unison.
"I want to see how you can dodge attacks from all directions." Zhang Zhizhong was full of confidence.
Zhang Zhixiao was shocked. He didn't expect Zhang Zhizhong to use such a domineering attack. Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't use the strength now.
Ning Feiyang will definitely suffer a heavy blow.
I just hope he has better luck and escapes this disaster!
Close.
Closer.
The flying dust drill was only one step away from Ning Feiyang and was about to hit him.
Yangtian swordsmanship!
Ning Feiyang opened his clairvoyant eyes and could clearly see the direction of the energy in the flying dust drill. He waved it in a circle and cut off all the energy.
Without the assistance of energy, it is just dust, falling from the sky like a sandstorm.
"Ahem." Zhang Zhizhong himself was choked.
The next second, he wanted to move and found that his Dantian was blocked by something hard.
A gust of wind blew by, and the vision became clearer.
Everyone saw the scene in front of them and opened their mouths in surprise. The thing pressing against Zhang Zhizhong's Dantian was none other than Ning Feiyang's sword.
Everyone took a breath of cool air.
According to the previous assumptions, shouldn't Ning Feiyang be hit and either die or be disabled?
Fortunately now, this guy is alive and well, with no injuries at all. On the contrary, Zhang Zhizhong has his life gate controlled.
For a practitioner, the Dantian is the place where breath is stored. Once damaged, it is difficult to repair and it is almost impossible to practice again.
Zhang Zhizhong had just awakened and realized the benefits of being strong. Everyone was competing to fawn over him. If he was abolished, they would not be able to accept it psychologically.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he raised his hands obediently, and said with a trembling voice: "Misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding?" Ning Feiyang said lightly.
A slap came over.
The five-finger mark is clearly visible.
Blood spilled from the corners of Zhang Zhizhong's mouth, and several teeth were knocked out.
"You..." Zhang Zhizhong wanted to get angry, but quickly controlled it.
"When I hit you just now, it was a misunderstanding." Ning Feiyang said.
Zhang Zhizhong could only keep his mouth shut.
Snap!
Ning Feiyang slapped Zhang Zhizhong again with his backhand, knocking out several of Zhang Zhizhong's teeth.
When everyone saw this, they felt a chill in their hearts. An awakened person like Zhang Zhizhong was actually slapped by Ning Feiyang in public.
Everyone thought they would stop, but Ning Feiyang had no intention of stopping and continued to beat him fiercely.
Zhang Zhizhong was beaten into a pig's head. He didn't know when it would end. He couldn't suppress his anger and said, "That's almost enough. You've been beaten and your anger has been released. What else do you want?"
puff!
Before he could finish his words, the Yangtian Sword in Ning Feiyang's hand had already penetrated Zhang Zhizhong's Dantian, and he collapsed completely like a deflated rubber ball. (To be continued)