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Chapter 815

hiss!

Tang Kuanliang and Tang Hang, his father and son, took a breath of cold air. They also heard it from Ning Feiyang's words.

This guy had no intention of escaping.

"Blind confidence." Tang Hang said, "Dad, let's join forces and kill this guy quickly."

Buzz!

The moment Tang Hang cast his gaze over, Ning Feiyang seized the opportunity and immediately used his soul pupil.

Before Tang Hang finished speaking, that familiar feeling of dizziness struck again.

Ning Feiyang's figure moved, and the Yangtian Sword in his hand made a whooshing sound, either picking, teasing, or using reverse force.

Just a few simple moves and then stop.

Tang Hang let out a shrill scream, looked at his body again, and found that all the meridians had been severed.

Became a useless person.

After all, Tang Hang is also a five-star king and thinks he is the leader of the younger generation. Who knows that after meeting Ning Feiyang, he is not even a shit.

He vowed just now that he would take action against Ning Feiyang, but he was already dead before he even met her.

Twenty years of cultivation have turned into one thing!

"Dad, avenge me. You must avenge me and kill this guy." Tang Hang yelled crazily.

"Boy, you actually dare to attack my son, you..." Tang Kuanliang said.

Tang Hang shook his head slightly and said, "What's wrong with me is just talking nonsense."

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A series of auras came, and Ning Feiyang continued to attack. The Yangtian Sword was not sharp, but it was more than one meter long and could still bluff people.

Tang Kuanliang is worthy of being the son of Mr. Tang. He comes from a big family, has great strength, and has quite weird moves.

Ning Feiyang didn't know any swordsmanship and was just messing around. After a few rounds, he couldn't hold on.

"Hmph, kid, six stars is six stars, and you have just been promoted, you are definitely no match for me." Tang Kuanliang said with a cold snort.

Ning Feiyang put away the Yangtian Sword and used his bare hands.

Tang Kuanliang looked a little stunned. He saw a sword just now, why did it disappear out of thin air?

"You are no match for me even if you hold a weapon, and you are even worse than me if you put down your weapon." Tang Kuanliang swung his dagger and stabbed him.

Ning Feiyang used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Along with the roaring sound, the dagger in Tang Kuanliang's hand was knocked out.

"What move is this?" Tang Kuanliang asked in surprise.

"Destroy your moves." Ning Feiyang moved faster.

Ning Feiyang's leg skills are very good, and he uses the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to maximize his strength.

It is true that Tang Kuanliang has reached Seven Stars, but strength has always been his weakness. He was violently attacked by Ning Feiyang and soon became exhausted.

Ning Feiyang became more and more courageous as he fought. He quickly seized the opportunity, walked up behind Tang Kuanliang, and struck with all his strength.

It was too late when Tang Kuanliang realized there was someone behind him. Even if he wanted to escape, it was already too late.

Bang!

The power of the dragon struck, knocking Tang Kuanliang away with one punch, and hit him hard on the tree.

Blood burst out immediately.

Ning Feiyang didn't give the opponent a chance, and continued to step forward, grabbed Tang Kuanliang, and beat him hard.

There was a cracking sound on the body, the bones were broken, and in the blink of an eye, it was turned into a puddle of mud.

Tang Kuanliang's breath was weak and he didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy. The majestic king Seven Star Master was also deposed.

Ning Feiyang felt that he was almost done, so he threw him down and searched the bodies of father and son, and found a lot of red pills.

These pills were only the size of a fingernail and smelled like medicine. Ning Feiyang took them and greatly replenished his lost physical strength.

"These things can improve strength." Ning Feiyang said.

However, it is useful for people with five stars and below, but for him, it can only be used as an energy pill.

"Go back to Ning Xingchen, Ning Huchen and the others, and they should be able to improve their strength." Ning Feiyang said.

Thinking of this, he turned and left.

As for whether the father and son can survive in the deep mountains and old forests, where wild beasts are infested, that is none of their business.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you are just a useless person. If you want to do bad things, you can only wait until the next life.

Ning Feiyang's speed increased a lot, and he soon reached the foot of the mountain, where Mr. Sang was wandering below.

"Young man, you're down." Mr. Sang's heart dropped when he saw Ning Feiyang coming down.

"Old man, you won't wait for me here, will you?" Ning Feiyang asked.

Mr. Sang explained: "Zhenzhen has returned to school. She is worried about your safety and asked me to guard you here."

"If you don't come down, I will organize the villagers to go to the mountains to look for you."

Ning Feiyang felt moved in his heart and said, "Old man, I'm fine. Don't go to the mountains in the future. It's dangerous."

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

He said goodbye to Mr. Sang, found a place with signal, and called the taxi driver.

The driver happened to be nearby to see someone off, and after receiving the call, he came to pick him up.

Ning Feiyang didn't stop. While in the car, he bought a ticket and went straight to the airport.

In the evening, we returned to Nanyang City.

"Master Ning, where are you going?" The person picking up the plane was Zifeng.

Ning Feiyang's nerves had been in a state of tension during the few days he had been out, and he wanted to relax, so he asked him to drive to the bar.

This bar is not too noisy. After listening to soothing music and drinking a few bottles of wine, I felt much better.

"How are you doing lately?" Ning Feiyang asked.

"Fortunately, if there is trouble occasionally, I can handle it." Zifeng said with a smile.

"Take this." Ning Feiyang took out a pill.

Zifeng didn't know what it was, but he had absolute trust in Ning Feiyang and swallowed it without saying a word.

A powerful energy surged through his body, and Zifeng couldn't control it.

Ning Feiyang caught him, secretly helped him sort out his breath, and quickly stabilized himself.

Zifeng calmed down and felt that his whole person was different. He asked in shock: "Young Master Ning, I..."

"Shh, as your strength increases, so does your responsibility. I believe you will do more good things." Ning Feiyang said.

"Yeah." Zifeng felt full of strength and excitement, and drank a drink.

Ning Feiyang estimated that Zifeng had at least reached the master level, fully digested the effects of the medicine, and could reach the strength of a half-step king.

His character can stand the test, making him stronger and able to control more bad people.

Just as he was about to take back his breath, he suddenly noticed that there was a king master on the table in the corner.

King of One Star.

The young man was meeting this woman, who was drinking slowly and looked a bit charming.

Ning Feiyang secretly opened the ghost jar, released Cheng Zhuang, and said: "Keep an eye on that guy. If there is anything unusual, report it to me in time."

He drank a glass of wine, turned around and left, heading straight to Yilanju. After getting so many treasures, of course he had to give them to them. (To be continued)


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