Yunlong leaps with surprise, and his heartbeat follows suit.
Whoosh!
Yang Ningfeng's legs were as if they were not under his control. They were natural and clever, flowing smoothly and sliding forward and backward at the right time.
bite!
A spark burst out from a stone next to it, and a small pit appeared on the surface of the stone that was hit. The thing that hit the stone exploded, and it turned out to be a small stone.
The small stone collides with the big stone, and the small stone becomes dead.
Avoiding the attack, Yang Ningfeng took a closer look and saw a person jumping out of the grass on the roadside.
With a gloomy face and fierce eyes like a wolf, it turned out to be Yang Zhen, the third elder of the Yang family.
Yang Zhen didn't say anything. After jumping out of the grass, he rushed forward with a murderous look on his face.
At this time, Yang Ningfeng did not say anything like, 'Why do you want to kill him? This is near Yangzhuang, aren't you afraid that the tribe will see it?' or anything like that.
Because it's useless to say anything.
Although Yang Zhen is the third elder of the Yang family, he is not a very distant uncle in terms of seniority. However, Yang Ningfeng has long known that Yang Zhen has murderous intentions towards him, and in fact, Yang Ningfeng has no kinship with Yang Zhen.
His love is also the object of his heart that he must kill.
So when he saw Yang Zhen jumping out, Yang Ningfeng started to retreat. When Yang Zhen rushed forward with murderous intent, Yang Ningfeng turned around and ran away. But for some reason, he didn't run back to Yangzhuang, but to the left.
Run there, that's the direction of Yanzhu Lake.
But when he saw that Yang Ningfeng was not running towards Yangzhuang, but instead running somewhere else, in Yang Zhen's eyes, he thought that Yang Ningfeng was frightened and could not choose the way, so he stepped hard with the sole of his foot and chased after him.
He hummed secretly: "Are you seeking your own death? If you run back, maybe I will still have some scruples. If you are lucky, you can run back to the village, and I will not be able to kill you. But now you are acting as usual.
If you run towards Yanzhu Lake where no one is walking around, you will die!"
An old man and a young man, one in front and one behind, chased and escaped at an alarming speed.
"Idiot, why don't you run to the village? No matter how lawless he is, he wouldn't dare to kill you in the village in broad daylight?"
The voice of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit suddenly sounded in the consciousness of Yang Ningfeng who was running wildly.
"I just want him to kill me." Yang Ningfeng said while running.
"No! Isn't it possible that your kid is so obsessed with Yun Luo's departure that he wants to die? If that's the case, then you wipe your neck, jump into a river, hit a wall, go on a hunger strike, etc. You can decide your own life. But now you have decided
You give someone a prosthetic hand, and you have to let Yang Zhen kill you before you have the courage to die. You are so worthless!" the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said in shock.
Yang Ningfeng stumbled and almost fell to the ground. This guy is too imaginative!
"Could it be that I was right?" Without hearing Yang Ningfeng's rebuttal, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit's voice became a little weird and he asked weakly.
"Stop pretending, I'm not that idiot, and you're not a fool either. You know what I'm going to do." Yang Ningfeng said angrily.
"Hehe!" The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit laughed twice, and then his voice became serious: "Are you sure you want to do this? He is your tribe after all."
"Bullshit tribesmen. When he wanted to kill me, did he ever think that we were members of the tribe and I was still his junior? No. He supported Yang Xuanhong before to kill me, but I could still understand him and even forgive him. The city lord and
In order to show his kindness to me, the president of the Chamber of Commerce was afraid that I would be hurt by Yang Xuanhong in the arena just now, so he told me that I was the Medicine Sect in front of the entire Yang family. This was tantamount to disrupting the selection competition and completely destroying my identity.
He showed his kindness to me in order to tell everyone in the Yang family that I, Yang Ningfeng, was the greatest hope for the rise of the Yang family. Doesn’t Yang Zhen know this? In this case, he can’t wait to kill me now.
, This is unforgivable! Because, he is not only killing me, but also killing the hope of the family, so he is my enemy and the sinner of the family! "
Yang Ningfeng's voice also became extremely serious and sinister. He gritted his teeth as he ran, and his eyes flashed with crazy murderous intent from time to time.
"Um!"
Listening to Yang Ningfeng's remarks, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit pondered for a moment, and then muttered almost to himself: "Before supporting Xuan Hong and killing you, it can be understood that he also did it for the future of the family, because everyone's choices are related to
His eyes are different. He thinks Yang Xuanhong is better than you and supports Yang Xuanhong. It is understandable that he wants to kill you. But now, knowing that you are the hope of the family but still killing you, it is understandable that he killed you before.
Because he didn't kill you for the benefit of the family at all, he killed you entirely for his own selfish desires. Now that Yang Xuanhong obviously has no chance to become the future successor of the clan leader, he still wants to kill you regardless of the interests of the family...
Well, it deserves to be killed!”
"Why have you become so verbose?"
Yang Ningfeng said suddenly.
The Blood Tiger Sword was stunned for a moment, and then his voice became violent: "Am I blabbering? Damn it, I am analyzing it for you to strengthen your reasons for killing him, so as to prevent you from having psychological shadow in the future, do you understand?"
"You know nothing! It's useless for you to say that you have seen the world. Do you need a reason to kill someone in this world? If someone wants my life, I have to take his life. No matter what the family interests are, my little one
You've lost your life, but what about the interests of the family?" Yang Ningfeng taught the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit a lesson very rudely.
It's just that this truth was actually taught to Yang Ningfeng by the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit not long ago, but now it was Yang Ningfeng who taught him this lesson in turn. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit was so angry that he was speechless for a long time.
He really shot himself in the foot. In Yang Ningfeng's mind, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit vomited three liters of blood!
If he could come out now, he might just slap Yang Ningfeng to death!
"Hehe, am I right?" Yang Ningfeng smiled sinisterly.
"Yes, that's right. Don't say you kill him because he wants to kill you. Even if you see someone spitting on the ground, you will kill him if you find it distasteful!" the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit gritted his teeth.
"Fuck, you are too cruel!"
Yang Ningfeng screamed and stood up. If someone spits on someone and wants to kill him, doesn't that mean he has become a murderer?
"Humph, ruthless? Tell you, you will know in a moment that there are even more ruthless ones." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said in a strange tone.
"What's more cruel?"
Yang Ningfeng stopped because he had already arrived at the Yanzhu Lake, which was named because it was surrounded by smoked bamboos. It was also the destination where he wanted to lure Yang Zhen.
This place is usually sparsely populated, making it a good place to kill people.
"You'll know in a moment." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said mysteriously.
But why did Yang Ningfeng hear this tone of voice that was not quite right? He felt as if the old guy had some conspiracy, and his body shivered violently for no reason.
The cold air rushed straight to the back of my head!
With his hands on his hips, his body slightly bent and panting, Yang Ningfeng looked at Yang Zhen who was running after him. Yang Ningfeng seemed unable to run anymore but took two steps back in fear.
"Run, aren't you very good at running? Why don't you run anymore?"
Yang Zhen came fiercely, and ran closer in a few breaths. Seeing Yang Ningfeng gasping for air, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he said coldly. At the same time, he glanced around a few times to make sure there was no one around. His eyes, and then
A bit sharp and sinister.
"Third Elder, we have no hatred at all. Why do you want to kill me?"
Yang Ningfeng took in the gloomy look in Yang Zhen's eyes and sneered in her heart. On the surface, she raised her right hand to signal Yang Zhen to stay away. She pretended to be confused and asked breathlessly.
Although he felt that Yang Zhen should be killed, Yang Ningfeng really wanted to find out why Yang Zhen wanted to kill him. Now that he wanted to kill him, it was probably not just because of Yang Xuanhong that he was killed. There must be other reasons. He felt
It turns out that Yang Zhen's hatred for him is not just because Yang Xuanhong has now lost his position as the heir to the clan leader in the hearts of the clan.
"Why kill you? Because you deserve to die, because you are Yang Wenxuan's son. If it weren't for him, my son would not have died. My son is dead, why should his son live well? So, you deserve to die, I want to
Let him also feel the pain of losing a son."
Yang Zhen was filled with hatred and gritted his teeth.
"I see."
Yang Ningfeng understood, although he didn't know the real cause of Yang Zhen's son's death.
"Now that you know it, you can go die now!"
Yang Zhen shouted loudly and took a long step forward.
boom!
A punch filled with murderous intent and powerful power struck Yang Ningfeng.
"Senior, take action!"
Looking at the violent fist, Yang Ningfeng knew that his current strength was not enough to resist Yang Zhen, so he immediately released his consciousness and said.
But what surprised Yang Ningfeng was that there was no movement at all from the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit.
"I'll wipe it!"
The fist was close, and Yang Ningfeng was taken aback. He cursed in fright, his steps slipped, and his body dodged away.
But it's still a little slow.
Bang!
The fist hit Yang Ningfeng's left shoulder hard, sending Yang Ningfeng's body flying into the air and almost falling into the lake.
"Senior, what are you doing?" Yang Ningfeng fell to the ground. When he saw Yang Zhen rushing towards him again with a ferocious expression, he couldn't help but scream in his heart. At the same time, he slapped the ground with his palm, jumped up, and performed Yunlong Jinghong Step again.
, dodge Yang Zhen's attack.
"Although your footwork is amazing, your cultivation level is too low. Today is the day you die."
Seeing that Yang Ningfeng avoided him again, Yang Zhen was not surprised. He gritted his teeth, shook his fists, and launched an even more fierce and violent attack.
The shadow of the fist is like a lang, wave after wave.
Yang Ningfeng suddenly felt like a small boat in a turbulent situation. The Yunlong Jinghong Step was fully launched, and he dodged dangerously again and again.
Although Yunlong's Jinghong Step was magical, Yang Zhen's cultivation was indeed much higher than his. Soon, he was surrounded by dangers. Within a few breaths, he was hit several times again. If not for Yunlong's Jinghong Step, it was indeed
If it's magical, these few blows are very likely to hit his vitals.
Although the hit was not a vital part, Yang Zhen's strength was too great. In a short period of time, Yang Ningfeng had suffered enough. Several places on his body were in excruciating pain, and it felt like his bones were about to burst.
After being knocked down, he quickly got up and tried to dodge. He was already in a state of embarrassment.