Boom!
Ning Hai's palm missed, and the whole ground trembled along with it.
The gale swept away, red petals fell to the ground.
Chen Yang's clothes were stained with blood, rustling in the wind.
He stood holding a sword.
"You..."
Gu Xing lay in a pool of blood.
He wanted to struggle to get up, but couldn't even move a finger. His eyes turned and stared at Chen Yang with terror and extre fear.
Just as he was about to say sothing, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.
Soon, he lost all signs of life.
To his death, he couldn't believe that with the Ning brothers present, he should have turned the crisis around, yet Chen Yang still wouldn't let go.
As a result, even in death, his eyes were wide open, filled with a thick sense of unwillingness and resentnt.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Who could have expected this?
Even Ning Yun was slightly surprised and reevaluated Chen Yang.
"This..."
Chu Tianxiong trembled in fear, almost kneeling, then retreated a few steps, hiding behind Ning Yun.
This guy, still has the strength to kill?
The most crucial thing is, if he can kill Gu Xing right in front of the Ning brothers, does it also an he can kill ?
"Heh heh..."
Ning Hai laughed, his smile sinister and icy, glaring at Chen Yang with cold eyes.
He had just said that with him around, Chen Yang couldn't harm anyone present.
And the result?
He was blatantly slapped in the face, loudly and repeatedly.
Everyone here witnessed it; where does this leave the dignity of this Mr. Ning?
At the sa ti, he also knew he had underestimated his opponent.
Ning Hai indeed hadn't expected that Chen Yang, who was supposedly so gravely injured and close to death, not only dodged his attack but still had the strength to kill.
Killing soone right in front of him?
Clang!
Enraged, Ning Hai said nothing more, directly drew his sword, and a brilliant light suddenly shone.
Chen Yang's expression remained calm, indifferent as the wind. Even though he could clearly feel this sword rushing towards him and threatening his life, he treated it as if it were a trivial matter.
However, he never had the habit of waiting to die.
Chen Yang raised the Ancestral Sword and extended his left hand to brace against the blade, then pushed it out.
Boom!
A clash resounded like a thunderbolt, with blood splattering everywhere.
Chen Yang flew sideways like a kite with a broken string.
"Boss!"
Yang Hu roared, rushing out imdiately to catch Chen Yang, preventing further injury from hitting the ground.
As Yang Hu landed, the ground cracked, and it took several steps back to barely stabilize himself.
"Another one looking for death?"
Ning Hai sat confidently on his horse, wielding his sword, with a sinister smirk, "Then let's go together, I'll send you all on your way."
Gu Zhiqing dashed over, shielding Yang Hu behind her, holding a thin sword, and stared at Ning Hai expressionlessly.
The ssage was clear: if you want to kill Chen Yang, you'll have to step over my corpse first.
"This woman, you cannot kill." Ning Yun reminded.
Ning Hai was stunned, then nodded, "Okay, big brother."
The next second.
Ning Hai leapt from his horse, sword in his right hand, pointing slantwise to the sky.
"Die."
From top to bottom, a strike fell.
The air in front split like a black curtain.
Before the sword light descended, red petals rolled up from the ground, shredded in the air a ter high.
"Firefly's glow, trying to compete with the Bright Moon; do you know what death is?"
Descending slowly from high above, Ning Hai felt like an invincible War God, sweeping everything before him.
Everyone present felt an extre sense of dread, their scalp tingling.
This guy, too powerful!!
Whoosh.
At this mont, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly erupted, accompanied by a dark shadow rapidly sweeping in.
Boom!!
The frightening sword light instantly dissipated in mid-air, and the aftermath swept in all directions.
"Who dares to ddle in this young master's affairs? Are you tired of living?" Ning Hai coldly said.
The response was a shriveled fist.
"What?!"
Ning Hai's pupils constricted, and before he could react, the fist directly struck his face, sending blood and teeth flying together.
Tap, tap, tap.
Ning Hai: "..."
Everyone: "..."
What... what is happening?
"..."
Ning Hai was furious, but upon seeing who had struck him, his expression froze.
"Mu Gang!!"
Ning Hai gritted his teeth, his eyes dark and fiery, glaring at Mu Gang, shouting in rage, "You, you dare to strike ?"
"What is there not to dare?"
The elder, who was the genuine Mu Gang, shrugged.
"You..." Ning Hai's bloodstained face turned crimson, then a purplish hue.
"So what if I hit you, do you really think no one can discipline you?" Mu Ling'er said fiercely, walking over with a lollipop in her mouth, "Believe it or not, I'll smash the other side of your face too?"
"See if you still dare to be arrogant."
Ning Hai: "..."
A classic example of hitting where it hurts.
The dignified Mr. Ning was publicly punched in the face, bruised and missing several teeth; who would believe this?
But...
He still had so apprehension about Princess Ling'er.
First, Mu Ling'er was the most favored princess of the City Lord's Mansion; moreover, she was Ning Chen's nominal fiancée.
Any one of these was beyond his ability to handle.
"Hmph!"
Mu Ling'er sneered, then turned around, her expression changing suddenly upon seeing Chen Yang covered in blood and unconscious, "This guy, is he dead?"
Yang Hu took two steps back, cautiously watching Mu Ling'er, saying nothing.
"He's still breathing for now, but he's badly injured," Mu Gang said, gesturing to Yang Hu, "Why aren't you leaving quickly?"
Yang Hu didn't delay and quickly departed.
"Mu Gang!"
Ning Yun elegantly descended from his horse, holding a folding fan, and coldly addressed, "We are here on family orders, dare you intervene?"
As he spoke, he palm struck towards Yang Hu.
Boom!
Mu Gang swiftly moved to neutralize Ning Yun's attack, both stepping back, evenly matched.
"You have your orders, but as you know, I'll do whatever Princess Ling'er asks to do." Mu Gang swiftly tucked his trembling right hand into his sleeve, his face unchanged.
So things he couldn't afford, but Mu Ling'er could.
"You..."
Ning Yun's gaze sharpened, then he looked at Mu Ling'er, bowing slightly, "Princess, you should know why we are here; I hope you will exercise restraint."
"Who are you? Do I know you?"
Mu Ling'er gave Ning Yun a sideways glance, "Teach how to do things? Who do you think you are?"
Ning Yun: "..."
In terms of status, he couldn't compare to Mu Ling'er, and if the princess insisted on intervening, it would complicate matters greatly.
Then, Ning Yun smiled, "Before Princess Ling'er, I, Ning Yun, am indeed insignificant, but if I tell you that Mu Feng is also here?"
"When he arrives, will you dare defy him, Princess Ling'er?"
Mu Ling'er: "..."
Mu Gang: "..."
"..."
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