Nangong Feng is afraid of death! Don't want to die! But he clearly knew that he couldn't beat Nangong Wuming, and he couldn't escape Nangong Wuming's pursuit.

The only thing that awaits him in the future is death!

And Nangong Feng was unwilling to die like this.

And he accidentally got acquainted with the people of the mysterious island, so he spent all the silver and bought the Bloodthirsty Pill.

"What's your reason for this!" Nangong Wuming looked at Nangong Feng's eyes with disgust. His son Qingfeng died, but Nangong Feng was alive and well. It's an eyesore!

When Nangong Feng felt that the true qi in the dantian was no longer skyrocketing, staying above six times and below seven times as before, he knew that it was time.

Nangong Feng concentrated all the true qi in the dantian on the sharp blade of his right hand.

The cold ice true qi did not have a trace of the exposed all gathered on the dagger, which was the result of Nangong Feng's practice in secret for five years.

Nangong Feng climbed to Nangong Wuming's feet, he raised his head, "Uncle, my sisters are all pure-hearted people, how can they buy murderous ......" Hmph, how could he care about the life or death of his sister. He just used this as an excuse to make trouble and get close to Nangong Wuming!

"Shut up. Don't you ...... my words?"

"Nangong Wuming, suffer death!"

Before Nangong Wuming could say the word 'letter', Nangong Feng suddenly burst out, and the dagger in his right hand was full of cold light, making the air cold.

Nangong Feng was too close to Nangong Wuming, and Nangong Wuming was also angry and relaxed his vigilance because of Nangong Feng's bad reason.

At the last moment, Nangong Qingsu and Nangong Qingyue could only watch Nangong Feng's knife plunge into Nangong Wuming's heart.

And Nangong Xiaoyao reacted quite quickly, called 'big brother', and hit Nangong Feng with a cold palm.

Nangong Feng fought for his life and chose to die with Nangong Wuming. His momentum, like thunder, is unstoppable.

However, Nangong Wuming has strong martial arts, fought on the battlefield for decades, killed countless people, and encountered countless hardships and dangers. Nangong Feng's dagger, he can't dodge, but he won't sit and wait for death.

Nangong Wuming's body moved to the right, and while quickly extracting internal force on his palms, he used his hands to clamp the dagger that was shining with cold light.

"Poof......" was the sound of Nangong Feng's knife inserting into Nangong Wuming's chest.

The smell of blood dispersed, and Nangong Wuming's chest was as bright as ice, and the blood wet his clothes.

"Haha......" Nangong Feng laughed wildly, but when he desperately inserted it in, he found that Nangong Wuming's palms were clamping his knife, and the iron tong-like palms made his knife no longer able to score a point.

"Look for death!" Nangong Yao screamed violently, slapped Nangong Feng's chest with a palm, smashed Nangong Feng's body on the wall, and rolled a few times after falling to the ground.

"Father!"

"Daddy!"

After Nangong Qingsu and Nangong Qingyue came to their senses, they ran to Nangong Wuming's side.

"Big brother!" Nangong turned around and clicked on several big points on Nangong Wuming's body, stopping the bleeding for him.

"Nangong Feng, you dare to kill my father......" Nangong Qing's face turned red with solemnity, he pounced and slapped Nangong Feng, who was already covered in blood.

"Poof!" Nangong Feng spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with minced meat.

"Nangong Wuming......" Nangong Feng bared his teeth and glared at Nangong Wuming, and was unwilling to crawl in the direction of Nangong Wuming, "I'm going to kill you...... I'm going to kill you, for my father...... Report...... Revenge ......"