Ying Yiqu saw Chen Nenghui's efforts to reveal it at this moment, and immediately ordered the rest of the people to do it, but Chen Nenghui flew out a few golden needles again, and also fixed those people, Chen Nenghui's whole person leaned forward, but Ning Yuwei's mouth flew back from a hundred zhang away with blood stains on the corner of her mouth, helping Chen Nenghui, and Chen Nenghui continued to use the qi needle to guard Wu Fan, who was recovering.

Seeing this situation, Ying Yiqu turned the magic plate in his hand, and the voice of a real immortal fan sounded everywhere, glanced at Chen Nenghui and Ning Yuwei, and snorted coldly: "The old man will not hurt people unless he has to." But you and Wu Fan have let me witness that in the Nether galaxy, there are also many talents, if they can't be used by my Ying family, then they can only die in the hands of my Ying family. Your flying needle technique is very mysterious, and the old man has a lot of insight when he sees it. ”

Ying Yiqu flew in his hand, and the light of the words turned into countless flying needles, which were laid out one by one in the air, and the technique was exactly the same as when Chen Nenghui performed the Nine Heavens Flying Needle Technique. However, Ning Yuwei sneered: "Ah Hui, look, someone is playing with embroidery needles in front of you." Chen Nenghui said: "It's the same virtue as those people in the Holy Hand Sect back then, but he's a little better, and he won't feel that I'm flying out of the needle." ”

"Isn't it?" Ying Yiqu thought that he had already gained a lot of understanding of Chen Nenghui's flying needle technique. Ning Yuwei pointed to a flying needle that Chen Nenghui flew out, and said in response to Yi Qu: "When your needle cloth is down, it is tangible and godless, and it will not tremble. Ying Yiqu took a closer look, he knew that when Chen Nenghui's flying needle flew out, it could tremble, and he thought that when he laid it down according to Chen Nenghui's technique, it would also tremble, but he found that his flying needle was only given in the air by himself. Ying Yiqu said: "It's not easy to move. As soon as the thought moved, the flying needles turned into the light of those words trembled.

When Wu Fan thought that he had comprehended Chen Nenghui's Nine Heavens Flying Needle Technique, his chest and abdomen had fully recovered, and his whole body was already flexible. It's just that because of the Purple Thunder Divine Thought, which consumes too much yuan power, Wu Fan grabbed a large number of star crystals in the center of countless flying needles.

Ying Yiqu saw his flying needles tremble, and couldn't help but say, "Is that right?"

Ning Yuwei said: "If you think it's right, it's right." "Ning Yuwei has secretly restored a lot of Yuan Power to Chen Nenghui. However, Ying Yiqu laughed and said, "Your small actions are all in the eyes of the old man. Although the old man doesn't know your flying needle technique, he is not something you can play with. Ying Yiqu waved his hand, and Ning Yuwei's whole person was stabbed by the flying sword that Ying Yiqu turned into the light of all the words.

Ying Yiqu said coldly: "If my great-grandson's soul is safe and sound, the old man will not be angry. You destroy his hands and feet, your woman, I will let her be a ghost for generations!" Ning Yuwei was stabbed, opened her mouth to shout but couldn't make a sound, her face was stinged and distorted.

The aura exuded by Ying Yiqu is even stronger than that of Ying Guihai. At this moment, Chen Nenghui was extremely worried about Ning Yuwei's safety, and his face was panicked, many of the silver needles around Wu Fan had collapsed, but Wu Fan had already stood up with the Tianwu Divine Sword in his hand. Chen Nenghui was overjoyed, and immediately took back all the flying needles that guarded Wu Fan, and attacked Ying Yiqu as well.

"Hmph! No matter how mysterious your flying needle is, you can't hurt the old man in the slightest!" Ying Yiqu was full of confidence, and his old face suddenly looked radiant. Wu Fan raised his knife and rushed forward, but he was pressed by Ying Yiqu's rhetorical light, and his whole body sank into the ground, completely unable to move. Wu Fan hated and was anxious, although his Xingyuan power had not been fully recovered, it was difficult for Wu Fan to accept being pressed underground by Ying Yiqu like this.

Ying Yiqu flew out of a virtual palm shadow, roaring out like a dragon and a tiger, pinching Chen Nenghui's body, and said coldly: "You, do you know what death is?"

"If your great-grandson is safe, what will happen to you?" Although Chen Nenghui was pinched by Ying Yiqu's hand, his tone was still neither humble nor arrogant, and he didn't know if he could rescue Ning Yuwei safely and get Wu Fan out of the predicament, but the worry and panic on his face disappeared, at this time, he knew very well that he couldn't show a trace of decline, so that Ning Yuwei's heart was always full of hope, and always believed that he Chen Nenghui could rescue her safely, so that Ning Yuwei could calm down.

Chen Nenghui was facing the rampaging Ying Yiqu at the moment, like a goshawk suppressing an ant, the ant looked at the sky, not knowing that there was a goshawk, and he was fearless in his heart.

Ying Yiqu saw that Chen Nenghui was in this situation, and he could still maintain such a demeanor, and he couldn't help but admire a little in his heart, such people were returned to the Ying family, and the strength of the Ying family would inevitably increase a lot, and it would be better to destroy it than to achieve it, so that he would be grateful to the Ying family and use it for the Ying family. Ying Yiqu thought back to the whole process, Chen Nenghui's rescue of Wu Fan, it was basically not even his life. If Chen Nenghui didn't have a particularly good relationship with Wu Fan and had a fateful friendship, it would be Chen Nenghui who owed Wu Fantian a great favor. No matter what, Chen Nenghui did this, which made Ying Yiqu quite admired.

Therefore, Ying Yiqu did not answer Chen Nenghui's question, but just asked: "What is the relationship between you and Wu Fan?"

"What can you not know what I have done? If your great-grandson is safe, what should I do?" Chen Nenghui asked again.

"My great-grandson's siblings are dissipated, you, is there a way to recover?" Ying Yiqu said, in Ying Yiqu's heart, it will not be as easy to go to extremes as Ying Guihai, such as Ying Yiqu's old antique, when acting, it is difficult to be swayed by spirit and blood, even if he encounters a crisis in the last days, he will grasp the root of the problem and take the most favorable step. Talents like Chen Nenghui, as well as Wu Fan, who was pressed underground and could no longer resist. Ying Guihai really wants to earn it for the family.

When Chen Nenghui responded to Yi Qu's question, he nodded in reply. Ying Yiqu was a sudden killing, ruining Ning Yuwei's soft face, and even pulling Wu Fan's whole person out of the ground, and a long sword was inserted into Wu Fan's abdomen, Wu Fan couldn't expect Ying Yiqu's move at all, he now thinks that Ying Yiqu is a perverted old thief, a deranged old thief. Wu Fan began to feel the stinging pain in his abdomen, like a burning fire, but he couldn't absorb his fire element, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of rage.

Ying Yiqu turned the magic plate and shouted to Chen Nenghui: "If you kneel down and restore my great-grandson's soul, I can spare your beloved, and you will be a friend of your life!"

When Wu Fan heard this, he endured the stinging pain in his abdomen, and shouted loudly: "Chen Nenghui, can't you kneel down for this old thief, don't you see him so perverted? This kind of shame must not be accepted, the eldest husband will die if he dies, don't care about Wu!" Wu Fan didn't believe that this matter could be ended so easily, so he chased himself here from the Douzhuan Galaxy, and it was all a person who would be rewarded.