Chapter 216 Father, I am willing to go out in person to avenge the third brother!
In southern China, within Fujian Province, there is a small island very close to the mainland.
This island is not marked on the map, it is unknown and very mysterious.
The island is surrounded by thick fog all year round, and the magnetic field distribution nearby is extremely special. Whether it is a primitive compass or a high-tech GPS positioning system, it will fail as soon as it enters this sea area.
Therefore, ordinary people have no way to get to the island.
The local government clearly issued a notice setting the island as a restricted area and prohibiting people from approaching it.
So much so that even many fishermen living along the coast of Fujian Province know very little about this mysterious island.
They only know that this small island is called "Southern Holy Island", but they know nothing else.
On this small island shrouded in mystery, there lives a martial arts family with a long tradition. It is the Nangong family, one of the Sifang clans!
It is said that in the middle of the last century, Nansheng Island reached an agreement with the nobles at that time and owned Nansheng Island as a family settlement.
Since then, Nansheng Island has disappeared from all versions of the map plate, and the map has been redrawn many times, and Nansheng Island has never been marked.
Nansheng Island has dense vegetation, birds singing and flowers fragrant. There is a natural spring in the center of the island, which provides drinking water for the Nangong family. There are hundreds of acres of fertile land on the island for growing crops, and there are also special breeding farms for raising chickens, ducks and pigs.
Sheep, etc., are like a paradise.
It can be said that Nansheng Island is completely self-sufficient.
After all, the Nangong family is a family that inherits martial arts. Naturally, there is a martial arts training ground on Nansheng Island, as well as various equipment used for practicing martial arts, eighteen kinds of weapons, etc.
Everyone living on this island is from the Nangong family. Even the daughter-in-law and the son-in-law who marry into the family must be changed to the Nangong surname.
Although they are all "one family", there is a clear hierarchy and strict system on Nansheng Island. The highest status is naturally "Dafang", that is, Nangong Aoqiong, the contemporary head of the Nangong family, and his immediate family members. In addition,
The heads of the second and third bedrooms are Nangong Aoqiong's two brothers, Nangong Aozhong and Nangong Aolong respectively.
Further down, there are other branches of the Nangong family. Compared with the big, second and third-bedroom branches, their status is completely different.
For example, Nangong Xin, with peak Huajin cultivation, can be considered a master in the Nangong family, but he can only be regarded as the personal bodyguard of Nangong Lie, the second generation ancestor, and his status is not high.
In the center of the island, in the best location, there is a relatively dense group of bamboo houses.
This is the big house of the Nangong family.
One of the most majestic bamboo houses has a plaque hanging above the main door with several large gilded characters on it - "Xia Gan Chi Dan".
A middle-aged man wearing dark green training clothes used Qinggong to fly over quickly and landed in front of the gate. He clasped his hands in his fists, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly: "I'm reporting to the master of the family that I have something important to report!"
"Enter!"
A majestic voice came.
At the same time, the door opened automatically, and a strong wind blew out of the house.
A look of respect appeared on the middle-aged face, and he stood up and strode in.
In the room, a middle-aged man who had just passed his forties was sitting on the Taishi chair.
He was wearing a loose dark green robe. He was tall and tall, with shoulder-length hair tied into a bun, sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, and a pair of piercing tiger eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts.
The palms are very large, and there are thick calluses at the tiger's mouth and at the edge of the fist. You can tell at a glance that these hands have skills.
His temples bulged high, and his breathing was extremely long. Between each exhalation and inhalation, his chest and abdomen showed very regular ups and downs.
The momentum is condensed, just like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
Very simple.
It is none other than the current head of the Nangong family, Nangong Aoqiong!
Sitting on his right was a middle-aged man with a thin figure, a hooked nose, high cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, and a pair of narrow eyes that shone brightly from time to time, making it impossible for anyone to ignore his presence.
This man's name is Nangong Aozhong, he is Nangong Aoqiong's second brother and the second master of the Nangong family.
"What's the matter?" Nangong Aoqiong asked calmly.
The middle-aged man quickly bowed and said: "Master, the latest news is that this morning, Jiang Muyang killed Chen Hanwu, who had reached the half-step of innate cultivation, at Zheji Mountain, thirty miles north of Longcheng!"
"What?" Nangong Aoqiong frowned slightly, showing a look of surprise, and asked in a deep voice, "Can anyone help? Or maybe the man named Jiang used some dirty trick."
The middle-aged man said: "Jiang Muyang killed Chen Hanwu in a fair and just manner during the duel with him."
"Brother, it seems that we still underestimated Jiang Muyang's strength." Nangong Aozhong gently rubbed the stubble on his chin and said calmly.
"Yes, I didn't expect that he could actually kill half-step Xiantian. From this, it can be deduced that his true strength may have reached the early stage of Xiantian!" Nangong Aoqiong nodded gloomily, raised his hand and patted the armrest of the Grand Master's chair heavily.
, "Damn it, that old guy Ye Qingcang must know this, and deliberately induced us to make an agreement not to use the innate experts. In this way, it will not be easy for us to kill him."
Nangong Aozhong said in a solemn voice: "Brother, Xiao Lie's revenge must be avenged. Otherwise, I will go there myself and ensure that there is no news. Even Ye Qingcang will not be able to find out the clues."
"No."
Nangong Aoqiong waved his hand and said: "It is not appropriate for us to have a head-on conflict with the Wu Meng now. This matter needs to be discussed in the long run. In short, no matter what, the man named Jiang killed my son, and I must pay for it with his life!"
After finishing his words, Nangong Aoqiong narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Father, I am willing to personally take action to avenge my third brother!"
At this moment, a sonorous and powerful voice suddenly came.
Then, a man wearing dark green clothing floated in.
He appears to be in his early thirties, with a tall and straight figure, short hair close to the scalp, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is quite handsome.
And the momentum is concise and quite impressive.
This person's name is Nangong Tian, he is the son of Nangong Aoqiong and the second brother of Nangong Lie.
Nangong Tian is different from Nangong Lie. The latter has no knowledge, no skills, no real work, and is just a playboy. However, Nangong Tian has shown extremely high martial arts talent since he was a child, and has been studying hard and practicing martial arts. Although he is only three years old now,
In his early teens, he is already trying to reach the innate realm.
As long as he can successfully advance to Xiantian within half a year, he will become the youngest Xiantian expert in the history of the Nangong family!
Nangong Tian has a bright future, and both the Nangong Family and Nangong Aoqiong have high hopes for him.
"Tian'er, aren't you in retreat?" A look of surprise flashed across Nangong Aoqiong's face.
"Father, I heard that my third brother was killed by a traitor, so how could I think of seclusion?" Nangong Tian took two steps forward and bowed, "Please allow me to take action personally to kill the traitor and avenge my third brother!"
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"That person named Jiang is quite extraordinary, Tian'er, you..." Nangong Aoqiong was a little worried.
The corner of Nangongtian's mouth was slightly raised, revealing a confident and calm smile, and said proudly: "Father, don't worry, although the child has not truly understood the secrets of innateness in this retreat, it is not without gain. Moreover, the child has already practiced "Yu Lei Jue"
If you succeed, the traitor will be destroyed by the supreme thunder method!"
"Yu Lei Jue? Tian'er, have you really succeeded in practicing Yu Lei Jue?" Nangong Aoqiong's eyes lit up.
Nangong Aozhong's expression also changed slightly.
Nangong Tian didn't say anything, he just turned around and flew out of the house.
With a gentle step, his figure rose instantly and stood on the top of the bamboo.
Nangong Aoqiong and Nangong Aozhong looked at each other and both left the room.
Nangong Tian put his left hand behind his back, raised his right hand high, and looked up at the sky.
His eyes flashed, and he yelled: "Thunder is coming!"
The next moment.
"Crack!"
There was a loud bang.
The originally clear sky suddenly flashed with a huge lightning arc.
The electric arc seemed to tear apart the space, fell from the sky, and struck a huge boulder in the distance.
"Bang!!!"
The boulder was immediately split into pieces by lightning.
Many people from the Nangong family were frightened and began to inquire and investigate.
When they found out that it was Nangong Tian who had taken action, they immediately shouted in unison, "Master Tian is invincible! Master Tian is invincible!"
Nangong Tian was quite pleased with it, and the smile on his face deepened.
Nangong Aoqiong and Nangong Aozhong both showed expressions of ecstasy.
The Thunder Control Technique is a secret book that the Nangong family obtained from an ancient martial arts secret collection more than ten years ago. After successfully practicing it, it can attract thunder from the sky and use it to fight the enemy. The power is so terrifying!
It's a pity that although the Thunder Control Art is infinitely powerful, it is very difficult to practice.
So much so that for more than ten years, no one has succeeded in practicing it.
Unexpectedly, Nangongtian succeeded!
"Hahaha! Tian'er, good job!" Nangong Aoqiong smiled and said, "Okay! Tian'er, you have mastered ancient magical arts such as Yu Lei Jue, and my father agrees that you go to avenge Lie'er.
This time, not only do you want to kill the man named Jiang, but you also want to increase the reputation of our Nangong family!"