Feng Yingyong frowned slightly and stared at Ning Yi, because he found that there was no fear in Ning Yi's eyes because of his threatening words.
In other words, he is not afraid.
But Feng Yingyong found it unbelievable. This guy must be bluffing, and maybe he was already peeing his pants at this moment.
"Whether we can kill or not, you will know later." Feng Yingyong didn't want to talk nonsense with Ning Yi anymore, because at this moment he had already seen Feng Yingruo and others rushing towards the training base building like a tide.
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He must take action as soon as possible to avoid long nights and endless dreams.
After saying that, he turned his wrist slightly, and then a green fighting spirit instantly appeared in his palm.
"You are indeed very strong. You have already reached the yellow level of cultivation at the age of eighteen. You can be said to be the first one in the world since the old man. If time passes, your cultivation will definitely surpass me. It's a pity that Taoism is different and we can't work together.
, you will never have this opportunity."
After saying that, Feng Yingyong rushed to Ning Yi's side like lightning. In less than half a second, he had already fired more than ten palms in a row, blocking all Ning Yi's escape routes.
Ning Yi did not panic, because according to the prompts of the Wheel of Fortune, the dozen palms looked menacing, but in fact, Feng Yingyong's tricks were all vain.
The real power is only one of the palms.
All the feints were just for that one palm that hit the vitality sea under his chest and abdomen. It seemed that this old guy was preparing to destroy his entire cultivation.
Ning Yi didn't dare to fight head-on, because even if he absorbed part of the energy element of Feng Yingyong's palm, the opponent's energy element was still huge and terrifying, and the most he could do was block it. But doing so would only cause Feng Yingyong to become more aroused.
of alertness.
Of course, just because he didn't block it doesn't mean he couldn't avoid it.
Since he already knew which palm was real, he had a way to avoid it.
So Feng Yingyong worked hard to slap him in circles, but found that Ning Yi had narrowly avoided it.
He didn't believe in evil, so he chased after him and attacked again, but Ning Yi dodged again.
"I don't believe it anymore. Let me see where you are running away." Feng Yingyong was a little crazy. Ning Yi was just avoiding him. It was obvious that he was waiting for reinforcements. Once Feng Yingruo, Feng Yingshuang and others caught up,
I don't have any advantage anymore.
He couldn't let Ning Yi succeed.
But he was disappointed. Although his attack speed was getting faster and faster, Ning Yi was still like a loach, narrowly escaping from his grasp every time.
Although sometimes it seemed that he had hit him, because Ning Yi had avoided it in advance, he only missed it a little bit.
So even though Ning Yi seemed to have received a lot of slaps from him and looked a little embarrassed, he was actually not hurt at all.
"Let's see how long you can hide!" Feng Yingyong became a little angry. He estimated that Feng Yingshuang and the others were almost there.
If the stalemate continues and it doesn't succeed.
Then he would only be abused by the group. He couldn't bear it anymore and decided to take the risk!
This danger is the Afterimage Knife. The Afterimage Knife does not require a sword to be used. Of course, a strong enough sword is required. The concussion effect of the blessing will undoubtedly be much more powerful.
But now even without the sword, he can still attack, but this attack is not in the form of sword energy. It is the Afterimage Fist.
Twelve punches were struck at lightning speed, and the power of the punches was enough to break the shield and destroy the body. Ning Yi would be stunned if he got even one hit.
The only worry I had was that if I didn't hit him directly, the next six seconds of breathing would be enough to bring me disaster.
But he couldn't care less, and he couldn't let him think too much now.
The idea was certain. He shouted loudly and without any warning, he attacked while Ning Yi just retreated to the side of the protective fence!
In an instant, twelve thick punches formed a fan shape and ran straight towards Ning Yi!
"Boom boom boom!"
The violent air flow swept away all the oxygen in the nearby space, making it difficult to breathe.
Ning Yi just happened to avoid reaching the railing on the roof of the building. Feng Yingyong's attack was almost inevitable.
"Die!" Feng Yingyong's entire face became ferocious. He had been chasing Ning Yi for so long, and this time he finally completely blocked all Ning Yi's escape routes. Even if Ning Yi received any punch, even if he didn't die, he would still die.
It was enough to knock him off the roof.
And after falling from a height of more than 40 meters to the concrete floor below, even gods may not be able to guarantee that all the bodies can be found.
"Boom!" The moment the first punch hit, Feng Yingyong saw Ning Yi reaching out his hands in vain and punching hard to resist.
The fighting spirit collided, and a violent air current was instantly rolled up. The bricks and dust on the roof were like being exploded by explosives, flying in all directions, filling the entire sky. Ning Yi was swallowed up in an instant.
In the swirling dust.
After a while, the dust dispersed. Feng Yingyong took a closer look and found that there was no trace of Ning Yi.
In front of him, a large block of rooftop railings had disappeared, leaving a bare concrete floor without any obstruction.
It was obviously destroyed by his Afterimage Fist.
"Hahahaha!" Feng Yingyong couldn't help laughing wildly. He succeeded, and the demonic guy was finally completely destroyed by him.
This guy is simply a nightmare in his life.
Now he is finally dead, and he fell to his death from a height of more than 40 meters.
This finally relieved the hatred in his heart, this damn guy.
"Dong dong dong!" Behind him, the iron door of the stairwell on the roof made a banging sound.
It seems that Feng Yingshuang and the others have arrived.
At this moment, Feng Yingyong no longer had the anxiety he had before. Instead, he smiled, turned his head, stared at the large iron door of the stairwell, and waited quietly for Feng Yingruo and others to appear.
"Boom!" followed by a loud noise.
The iron door of the stairwell, which was not too thick, was blown away at once, ejected, and fell with a clang about six or seven meters in front of Feng Yingyong. After swaying back and forth for a while, it finally flattened helplessly and arched on the roof of the building.
on the cement floor.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Yingruo was the first to rush out, followed by Yang Yu, Feng Yingshuang, Zheng Wu, Yang He, and Ma Ping.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Feng Yingyong stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a faint smile.
"Where's Ning Yi..." Feng Yingruo glanced around and cried out.
Yang Yu glanced around without saying anything. Then he landed behind the collapsed railing, and his pretty face suddenly turned ugly.
"Feng Yingyong. What did you do to Ning Yi?"
"Haha, you can take a guess." Feng Yingyong saw the worried looks on their faces. Not to mention how happy they were.
"I'm not interested in guessing riddles with you, tell me quickly." Yang Yumei's eyes turned cold, and her right hand was already on the handle of the Xuanbing Blade. It was obvious that if her words didn't make sense, she was ready to use force.
He may not be afraid of others, but after seeing the mysterious ice blade behind Yang Yu, Feng Yingyong's expression also changed slightly. He knew how scary this woman was. It was rumored that she had already entered the green level realm, and she was very powerful.
The true inheritance of the Ice Dragon's Roar, coupled with the Black Ice Blade that can have a bonus effect, it seems that I have no chance of winning now.
Although there was no chance of winning, Feng Yingyong didn't look at all anxious. On the contrary, he even teased Yang He with enthusiasm: "Old Yang, that's good. Your daughter has grown so graceful and beautiful that she looks like a great beauty.
, but it seems that she is preparing to compete with my niece for a husband. It’s a pity that this husband seems to be out of the question, haha.”
"Old man, he just broke his word and betrayed his faith as the former acting head of the Fengying family. He even beat Ning Yi to death.
Today Yang will clean up the house for Senior Kong." Yang He stared at Feng Yingyong with an angry face, and a dark green fighting spirit appeared in his fists. It was obviously much denser than Feng Yingyong's.
"Haha, really?" Feng Yingyong grinned and said with a faint smile, "If I were really afraid of you, would I still stand here waiting for you? I just want to see what your faces will look like after Ning Yi dies.
It's just like the expression of mourning for a concubine, now, I'll take the first step!"
After saying that, he fell upside down and jumped down from the gap opened by him.
"Is he going to commit suicide?"
"No, he seems to have a safety net tied to his body. This old man is too cunning!" Yang Yu rushed forward and roared at him with an ice dragon, but it was too late. The ice dragon roared and roared.
on the air.
Everyone suddenly looked frustrated!
"Ah!!!" But at this moment, a scream was suddenly heard from below, and the scream was obviously Feng Yingyong's.
Everyone was stunned and hurried to the edge of the roof, holding on to the railings that had not collapsed and looking down.
Feng Yingyong's body was seen desperately falling to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
Everyone was petrified immediately, this old man was too... too careless.
"Ning Yi..." Yang Yu suddenly screamed loudly, his voice full of surprise.
"What?" Feng Yingruo heard this voice and rushed over in a hurry.
"Ning Yi is not dead, he...he is down there." Yang Yu cried with joy, reaching out and pointing desperately down.
Outside the window on the twelfth floor, I saw a gray-haired guy hanging on the iron railing of the window with one hand like a lazy sloth. At this moment, his head was staring at the falling Feng Ying Yong.
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"Plop!" Feng Yingyong seemed to have landed. Although there were protruding bay windows blocking him along the way, he didn't know if it was because of his poor character that he didn't catch any of them.
It fell all the way down.
However, everyone was too lazy to care about him and hurriedly pulled Ning Yi up.
Feng Yingruo and Yang Yu rushed forward at the same time, wanting to hug Ning Yi.
Ning Yi hesitated for a moment, then opened his arms wide, wanting to hug the two beauties at the same time. Looking at their turbulent looks, it was strange not to be moved.
As a result, Yang Yu and Feng Yingruo sensed something was wrong at the same time, and stepped back at the critical moment, leaving Ning Yi in an instant.
Wow, these two women have gone too far! We must find a way to make up for it when there are less people.
"What's going on? Do you want to scare us to death?" Yang Yu's hug turned into a punch, which made Ning Yi step back.
"Hey, if you push me anymore, I'm going to fall again." Ning Yi patted his chest with lingering fear. (To be continued...)
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