As Ning Feiyang's momentum spread, the night sky, which had already become dark, seemed to be dyed with a layer of mist, making it impossible to see through the colors, except for the black tone, it seemed that there was no other color, a lifeless and lifeless.

"Elder, we don't mean to offend, it's just that he needs to enter the clan for an important matter, and he will come out immediately afterwards, and he will definitely not do anything that will harm our clan, please rest assured. Seeing this, even though he knew that his words didn't carry much weight, Jiang Jiajun couldn't help but stand up and speak for Lu Sen.

She originally came with them, maybe in their eyes, she and Jiang Jingqiu, who had just done nothing, were already rebellious people in the clan, so she didn't care, she had to be punished left and right, so it was better to make this punishment more deserved, otherwise she would be a little sorry for the time she would have to endure in the future.

"You don't speak, no one thinks you're dumb, since you choose to be on their side, then it means that you are already in the opposite camp with us, isn't it a little too stupid to intercede for him? For the sake of the same race, I am a little reluctant to admit that you are our people. Ning Feiyang's mouth has never spared anyone.

Jiang Jiajun's face turned blue and white for a while, and this made Chen Hu hate it more and more when he looked at it, "Hey, why is your mouth so stinky?

"Poof, Chen Hu, when did you become so sharp-tongued? It's really not more than three days, it's impressive. Black Rose couldn't help but chuckle lightly on the side, but she didn't let her guard down, but instead looked at Ning Feiyang's face getting worse and worse, and her body became more and more tense.

"Chen Hu, how can you say that? I am the closest and have the most right to speak, but this senior has no bad breath. Lu Sen opened his mouth with great cooperation and continued to sneer, successfully causing Ning Feiyang to have no smile on his face.

"Boy, I think you are really tired of being crooked, don't think that our Nuwa clan will not kill if we have good intentions, we are not bald donkeys. Listening to Ning Feiyang's words that had no respect for Buddhism, Lu Sen frowned, although he was a person with no religious beliefs, he still cared a little about the state religion of his country.

With both hands lightly smearing the blade of the Ghost Head Knife, Lu Sen, who was thinking something in his mouth, no longer cared about the girl who had regained his freedom, and let her escape, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't succeed in stopping this group of people. Ning Xue's voice was full of guilt, and there was a deep sense of self-blame on Wan Nian's cold face.

"It's okay, isn't there still a teacher here? The people who bullied you have to pay it back, no matter what way it is. Reaching out and touching the little head of his beloved apprentice, feeling the soft touch of his hand, Ning Feiyang felt that his irritable mood had been alleviated to a certain extent, looking at the man whose aura was gradually weird, his eyes were also gradually serious.

He knew that sometimes being too confident would overturn in the gutter, he Ning Feiyang had never been a proud and complacent person, otherwise he would not have become one of the best masters in the Nuwa clan, "You stand back a little, take care of others as much as possible, and leave the rest to the teacher." ”

As soon as Ning Feiyang's words fell, Lu Sen's eyes on the other side were already crimson, the black gas on the body of the ghost head knife was permeated, and a long-lost pleasure rushed to Lu Sen's brain, he felt that he needed a wanton fight to calm the impulse in his heart at the moment, let the power of the ghost head knife invade him, he was in urgent need of strength now.

Moreover, his own power has always accumulated in his body, and once he is threatened, he will naturally run out to fight against it, so Lu Sen is not worried that he will be completely dominated by the power of the Ghost Head Knife, because although the power in his body is extremely arrogant, it is full of light, which is the opposite.

"Hee-hee, come on, don't bluff anymore, we might as well speak directly by strength. Saying that, Lu Sen rushed forward directly, regardless of whether the other party's strength was stronger than his own, at this moment, he would not judge the situation at all and plan before acting, but it was a little similar to Jiang Jingqiu who was in a state of rage.

The only difference is that at this moment, Lu Sen still has a remnant of his mind that can think simply, and he is not completely dominated by instinct, so Ning Feiyang unexpectedly looked at the first time in decades, and someone would fight with him as recklessly as when he first entered the world.

The corners of his mouth lightly hooked up a mocking arc, he didn't take Lu Sen too seriously, but he didn't take this matter seriously at all, in the end, it was a matter between life and death, how many times Ning Feiyang, who had won vitality and growth in danger, knew better than anyone else that it was most important to be careless and underestimate the enemy.

So he didn't completely underestimate the possible threat that Lu Sen existed at this moment, "It's really interesting." ”

Feeling the tyrannical power that passed by him, as well as the deep ravine where he was just now, Ning Feiyang's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Lu Sen and the pitch-black blade in his hand, but it was more and more excited, after all, people like them were more or less like Li Zhenggang, who wanted to find an opponent to relieve his loneliness from a high place, and longed for more powerful power.

"Since you want to play, let's have fun. Opening the small strip of cloth pinned to his side, revealing the well-protected iron-toothed fan, Ning Feiyang was as gentle as looking at a lover he hadn't seen for many years, gently reached out and stroked the fan, and then unfolded it violently.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a Sven person, this iron fan is also quite worthy of Ning Feiyang himself, both elegant and arrogant, with his own proud capital, but also has an innate weakness, this conflicting temperament has been well reflected in this iron silver fan, but the slight hook on the fan surface of the arc, so that people can see the shining hook through the faint light.

"It's really like a fan, a golden jade. "Maybe some things are as deep as the bone marrow, so that when people only have their instincts left, they can also play very well as normal, just like Lu Sen at this moment, even if he is full of killing pleasure, he is still as cheap as ever.

At this moment, Ning Feiyang didn't care so much about him, because in his eyes, soon, this sharp-toothed boy and his companions would become motionless corpses on the ground, so why bother talking to the dying person?