The coffin weighed at least two thousand kilograms and was made of hard material. When it hit the ground, the floor tiles instantly cracked.
There was a crackling sound, and the floor tiles burst out and splashed out.
Some demon cultivators who were not paying attention suffered physical injuries after being attacked.
Everyone retreated and quickly released their breath to resist.
It took more than ten seconds for the lingering power to dissipate.
"What happened? Who placed a coffin?"
"Yes, are you seeking death by coming here to cause trouble?"
"Could it be the arrangement of Boss Mo Gao? This is impossible. I didn't listen to him just now."
Everyone was talking a lot, not knowing the origin of the coffin or what happened.
Mo Gao frowned. This coffin was obviously not arranged by him, so who could it be?
The dust dispersed, and a young figure appeared at the door.
Who is it?
Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, but I don’t know the other person’s name.
"Who are you?" Mo Gao's assistant stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.
"Isn't this a party for you? Let me come over and take a look." Ning Feiyang said lightly.
The assistant snorted coldly and said angrily: "How can you just watch our party?"
"Oh? Is it possible that there is some hidden secret in your party?" Ning Feiyang's pupils dilated slightly.
"You..." The assistant was speechless and his eyes fell on Mo Gao.
The other demon cultivators looked at Ning Feiyang one after another and found that this man looked familiar. As for where they had seen him before, they couldn't tell.
Mo Gao glanced at Ning Feiyang, tightened his eyes, and said: "Today is my Mo Gao's party. I hope you won't disturb me and leave quickly. Otherwise, I will be rude to you."
"How can you be so polite?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Obviously looking for trouble!
"Kill." Mo Gao said.
"Who do you think you are, the person in charge of life and death? You can kill others if you want to?" Ning Feiyang asked in a deep voice.
Mo Gao smiled and said: "Of course I can. To tell you the truth, the purpose of this gathering is to win over everyone."
"Also, you have heard of Master Ning, right? I am as famous as him, Ming Ning Dark Demon!"
These words greatly inspired people's hearts.
"That's right, Boss Mo Gao, he is very powerful, a master level demon cultivator."
"Only Master Ning from Awakening City can be compared with him."
"Boy, if you want to cause trouble and don't keep your eyes open, get out of here."
The morale of those demon cultivators was greatly boosted, and they started shouting.
"Are you as famous as him?" Ning Feiyang was furious, "You alone are worthy of it?"
hiss!
Everyone took a breath, this guy is too arrogant.
"Boy, did you kill my people?" Mo Gao asked.
"Yes, I did it all. I am that mysterious person." Ning Feiyang replied without any secret.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but take a small step back.
In the past two days, they had heard that many of their accomplices had been killed, and they were extremely frightened.
No matter how much I inquired, I still didn’t know who did it, and I couldn’t even sleep or eat well.
But now, this person is right in front of them, how can they not be afraid?
"Okay, you are brave enough to come here." Mo Gao said, "Ming Ning Dark Mo, I want you to have a taste of how powerful I am."
"Don't mention those words again. I've already said that you don't deserve it." Ning Feiyang said in a deep voice.
"Why do you say I'm not worthy?" Mo Gao asked.
Ning Feiyang's eyes exuded an icy chill, and he said, "I am Ning Feiyang."
Ning Feiyang!
Master Ning!
It's actually him.
This news caught them by surprise, and chills rose up from their backs and quickly spread throughout their bodies.
Although Binluo City is far away from Awakening City, the Internet is now developed, and they have heard a lot about Ning Feiyang's deeds.
Everything was very sensational.
Now Master Ning appears in front of them, how can they not be afraid.
"I should have thought of it a long time ago. Only Master Ning can do this kind of thing."
"Master Ning, you are indeed extraordinary. The way you appear is so special, and you even prepared a coffin."
"It seems that there is going to be a fierce battle today. I hope Boss Mo Gao can do more, otherwise we will all be in trouble."
The demon cultivator clenched his fists tightly, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"Okay, very good, Master Ning." Mo Gao came back to his senses, "You came just in time."
"Is this coffin prepared for you? Go in by yourself, or should I throw you in?" Ning Feiyang asked.
No wonder he brought a coffin, that's why.
"Is this coffin prepared for yourself?" After Mo Gao said this, he took out a flute and started playing slowly.
The music played by the flute has a bit of magic, and it buzzes in the ears.
If the breath is used to resist, the attack will be more violent.
When Mo Gao saw Ning Feiyang frowning slightly, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he played even more energetically.
"I didn't expect that Boss Mo Gao has already mastered the magic flute. It's really great."
"The music played by the magic flute is not offensive to those who practice magic, but its attack power is doubled to ordinary awakened ones."
"Hahahaha, what do you mean by Ming Ning Dark Mo? This kid just said that Boss Mo Gao doesn't deserve to be named the same as him. In my opinion, it's him who doesn't deserve it."
Everyone started to criticize, and everyone was arrogant, not to mention too much.
It was also the first time for Ning Feiyang to feel this kind of attack. His head was buzzing and he had no way to deal with it.
After hearing their conversation, I felt relaxed.
The breath of ordinary awakened people cannot be blocked, and the demonic energy circulates, so isn't it no problem?
Thinking of this, he quickly released the demonic energy, which immediately filled his body.
This trick really works.
The whole person feels much more comfortable.
"Boy, kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, I will let you suffer to death." Mo Gao said in a deep voice, "My qualifications are two points at nine stars, and you are no match for me."
Ning Feiyang remained motionless.
Play faster.
Ning Feiyang still made no move.
Mo Gao became a little anxious and played the flute like crazy, causing all the tables and chairs around him to explode.
Ning Feiyang was still standing, with a frown on his face before, but now with a faint smile.
puff!
When Mo Gao saw this, his mind was disturbed, he couldn't take a breath, and blood spurted out.
The magic flute breaks.
"What's going on?" Everyone looked confused when they saw this.
Mo Gao kept shaking his head, and his eyes fell on Ning Feiyang, as if he was looking at a weirdo.
"Now... is the performance over?" Ning Feiyang asked calmly.
"You, why are you not disturbed by me?" Mo Gao shook his head vigorously, "There is absolutely no problem with my move."
Ning Feiyang said coldly: "Whether or not there is a problem has nothing to do with me. As I said before, you are not worthy of being as famous as me."
boom!
With a powerful aura surging, Ning Feiyang completely mastered the rhythm and attacked Mo Gao. (To be continued)