Chapter 38 The face is not cold, the heart is cold
"The guy in front, Hugh wants to block the way, today is a big happy event for the Wang Ning family, you Hugh wants to provoke me and kill you!"
The team of sending relatives soon came to Ning Buregret's side, and when he saw Ning Buregret standing motionless in the middle of the street, one of the people in the family sending team suddenly frowned.
"You forced my father to marry the widow of the royal family, did you ask me my opinion that I would rather not regret it?
Ning Buregret did not draw his sword, and stared at the person who spoke with an extremely cold gaze.
How could he not know this person, this person was Ning Bao, a member of the Ning family, a branch of his father's generation, Xia Bishi Ning did not regret that he had seen him once, and he had some impressions.
"It turned out to be you, rather than regret it, you are indeed a genius of the family, but in the affairs of the family, there is no interference of a martial artist of the Qi and Blood Realm,"
"The eldest brother is like a father, the uncle speaks, the fourth master must obey whether he agrees or not, you don't want to step down quickly, and send your father to the Wang family with me. β
Ning Bao waved his hand indifferently, and actually asked Ning Buregret to send his relatives with him.
"Good, very good, very good, from now on, I would rather not regret Ning Gucheng father and son, and it has nothing to do with your Wangyan City Ning family, just like this!"
Ning Buregret said hello three times in a row, the more he laughed, the more angry he became, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and cut off the sleeve on his body with a single slash, and then Ning Buregret broke it with his palm, and that sleeve directly turned into powder.
Ning Leopard's expression changed, and he became angry after him: "Family affairs, how can you let a junior mess around, let me go down." β
Then, he apologized and clenched his fists to some of the people in the send-off procession: "Relatives of the Wang family, let you laugh." β
As he spoke, his figure flickered, and he came to Ning Buregret's body, and a palm fell straight towards Ning Buregret's chest, and he actually gave a heavy hand directly.
If this palm is implemented, it is better to die than to be injured.
"In that case, it starts with you!"
Ning Buregret's tone was extremely light, but the cold killing intent in his words was not concealed.
Groan.
The sword let out a crisp sword groan, and Ning Bu regretted using the Xuanjie mid-grade light skill to swim the snake, and as soon as his body turned, he dodged Ning Leopard's palm.
At the same time, Ning Bu regretted holding the hilt of the sword, and sent it forward, it was another Xuan-level sword technique, a high-grade swordsmanship, and greeted guests with a smile.
Without subduing Ning Buregret for one move, Ning Leopard's face was extremely unsightly.
"There is no shortage of geniuses in the family, I would rather not regret it, you have passed. β
Ning Bao took a deep breath, the momentum of the six veins of the Open Pulse Realm exploded, and he pulled out a big knife tightly bound behind his back and slashed towards Ning Buregret.
The shape of this big knife is hideous, like a giant crocodile opening its mouth and wanting to devour people.
"Open Pulse Realm martial artist, is it very strong?
Ning Buregret's eyes were flat and his tone was flat, but looking at Ning Bao's eyes, it was like the sky looking at the earth.
"Arrogance!"
Ning Bao shouted violently, and the big knife slashed out, and a brilliant sword light poured out from the blade, slashing towards Ning Buregret's body.
"Shattered!"
Ning Bu regretted performing another Xuan-level mid-grade light skill Linghe Xing, his figure shook ethereally, and his left hand directly grabbed Ning Bao's big knife.
But when he saw that the big knife cut a knife wound on Ning Buregret's left hand, it lost its luster, and then shattered on the spot.
Ning Bao was stunned on the spot, how could his treasure sword be shattered by Ning Buregret, a Qi and Blood Realm martial artist?
Although he was stunned for only two or three breaths, how could he not seize this opportunity with the vision of Ning Buregret Martial Emperor.
Ning Buregret directly turned his sword around, and after using a full moon slash, he directly cut off Ning Leopard's head.
Suddenly, blood spurted out of Ning Leopard's headless neck like a fountain.
The entire long street suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
After a while, those who were not martial artists all let out screams, ran and scattered, and the entire long street was suddenly empty.
"Murdered!"
"Murdered!"
But the people in the family sending team were furious one by one.
"The family affairs of the Wang Ning family cannot be delayed. β
"Ning Bao despises you, but I won't, rather than regret it, you give me death!"
"Be bold, rather than regret it, as a child of my Ning family, you dare to kill the Ning family, depending on what my Ning family belongs to, you deserve to die!"
"The sedan chair of my Wang family's son-in-law can also be stopped?"
Immediately after, one by one, the people in the family sending off team all pulled out the weapons they were carrying behind their backs and rushed towards Ning Buregret.
These people, all of them are martial artists of the Open Pulse Realm, and some of them are more threatening than the previous Ning Leopard.
"It's you who will die!"
Ning Bu regretted not being afraid, and patted Xiao Tian on the shoulder.
"Roarβ"
A manic roar was heard, and a bright silver light burst out from the body of the little mouse in the Howling Sky.
In the next moment, pieces of silver light like dragon scales shot out from the brilliant silver light cluster, shooting out in all directions.
Woohoo.
Those who killed Xiang Ning's unrepentant family sending team, although they were all martial artists of the Open Pulse Realm, they also formed live targets under these silver lights.
Streams of silver light shot at their limbs and vital points as if they had eyes.
It didn't take long for those who tried to kill Ning Buregret to lie on the ground and howl miserably.
Blood flowed down one by one, and their faces turned pale.
The long street, which was originally clean, was suddenly stained red with blood.
Ning Bu regretted not changing his face, walked over, sword by sword, and killed these people who were severely injured by Xiaotian one by one, without mercy.
After doing all this, Ning Buregret walked to the sedan chair, opened the door curtain of the sedan chair tremblingly, and looked at the man sitting in a wheelchair, gagged with a strip of cloth, and blood-red pupils.
"Father, the child is late. β
Ning Buregret took off the strip of cloth and knelt down heavily on his knees.
"Run, run, don't regret, run, your uncle and the Wang family's welcoming team is about to arrive, you run, don't pay attention to me." β
However, as soon as Ning Gucheng exited, he wanted Ning to run away without regrets, and he didn't think about himself at all.
"Father, I don't run, they bully you so much, I want them to pay. β
It's just that how could he run away without regret, he paused word by word, and his tone was full of murderous intent.
The dignified Martial Emperor, how could he be scared away by the two families of the Nether Border City.
"Dad is already abolished, Dad can't run, but you can run, you have killed so many people, how can the officers and soldiers not arrest you. β
Ning Gucheng wept, roared, and roared.
It's just that Ning Buregret turned a deaf ear, but instead pushed Ning Gucheng to the previous small noodle stall.
"Father, the noodles are not cold yet, eat them while they are hot, Uncle and the Wang family are not afraid, Dad, you just wait to see a good show." β
Ning Buregret showed a calm smile on his face after killing the person he had just killed, which looked a little mysterious.
Ning Gucheng then remembered that his children had a great opportunity and a good master.
Thinking of this, Ning Gucheng's heart that had been worried slowly eased down, and then he thought that he was facing it with his son at this moment, and his heart was satisfied.
Although his heart is already cold for the Ning family, at least, there is a bowl of hot noodles prepared by his son for himself in front of him.
His gaze gradually became firm, and then he sighed: "No matter how dad accompanies you, but from now on, you are not a young master, and I am not a fourth master." β
Ning Buregret smiled lightly, full of confidence: "This family, don't do it, our father and son, where can't we start a family." β