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Chapter 1077

Ning Fan suddenly ducked with his right foot and jumped up high. All six men in black were pulled up and then bumped into each other.

"All die!"

Now Ning Fan had regained his murderous aura and once again fell into the middle of six black men.

boom!!!

At that moment, it was like a bomb exploding. The six black men were shaken to pieces by the powerful impact, and their internal organs were damaged.

The six people's faces twitched, their necks crooked and they declared dead.

They were shocked to death by Ning Fan's internal energy pouring out in an instant. Little did they know that Ning Fan's internal energy had reached a level that could easily kill people.

Ning Fan looked at the middle-aged man. The three-claw hook on his body was stretched and it was difficult to restrain Ning Fan.

"How is it possible? How can a child have such high skills?" The middle-aged man was a little worried.

All six grandmasters were wiped out at once. How can we play this? It's impossible to play.

In addition to the middle-aged man, there were three other people who had no chance of winning. They underestimated Ning Fan's strength.

Ning Fan rushed out in one stride, and the middle-aged man threw his companions towards Ning Fan.

Originally, Ning Fan planned to kill the man in black who was blocked by the shield with one palm, but he saw a strand of long hair exposed under the hood.

"woman?"

Ning Fan took back his power, picked up the man in black, and quickly took off his mask.

Showing a pretty face with tears in her eyes, who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Yurou? If it hadn't been for the flaw just now, she could have regained her strength in time.

Otherwise, Jiang Yurou would definitely die from the blow she received from Ning Fan just now.

Jiang Yurou is now a puppet. She can only see, but cannot speak, or move, with her acupuncture points sealed.

“Boohoo!!!”

The middle-aged man immediately flew out two darts and tried to attack.

But Ning Fan shook his hand from his waist and shot out two silver needles, knocking down the poison darts in the air.

He immediately grabbed Jiang Yurou's shoulder and shook it hard. The sealed acupuncture points opened instantly, and Jiang Yurou burst into tears.

"Now wait for me at the foot of the mountain."

Ning Fan didn't say much. He stood up and glared at the middle-aged man. This man was really too insidious.

No wonder Jiang Zhonghai wanted to protect Jiang Yurou himself. There are also people with ulterior motives like this in the Nightcrawler organization.

Jiang Yurou moved her body proudly and begged: "Xiaofan, please save my father."

"Get out first!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Yurou wiped away her tears and trotted away from the temple.

The two men in black wanted to pursue them, but Ning Fan moved faster than them, forcing each other to retreat with a kick.

"Go together!"

The four of them rushed towards Ning Fan together, and the five of them fought together in the rainy night.

At the same time, a group of people were approaching quickly. Long Wuye said: "Sir, we are almost here, you must be careful."

Eagle King did not speak, his eyes were full of anger, someone actually acted without permission, which was against the rules.

In the dark night, four middle-aged men were beaten away. They were no match for Ning Fan.

Ning Fan, all wet, came to the middle-aged man and stepped on his chest.

Ahem...

The middle-aged man coughed twice, but all he coughed up was blood.

The other three people's meridians were all severed and they couldn't even get up, let alone run.
Chapter completed!
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