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Six hundred and seventieth chapters new hatred and old hatred

"That's great." Xing Zheng nodded.

"But Xing Zheng, don't forget the promise you gave me. After the matter is completed, the entire Gongliang lineage will be my control." Jiang Shaobo sneered.

"I won't forget."

Hao Jian curled his lips. If Xing Zheng hadn't agreed, Hao Jian would have killed Jiang Shaobo.

Jiang Zitong said, "Father, Yan Ning's brother is still in the house."

Xing Zheng thought for a while: "Take me to see him."

Jiang Zitong led Xing Zheng, followed Hao Jian and others behind him, and came to a thatched hut. A priest in black opened the door. Xing Zheng took two steps forward, suddenly hesitated for a moment, turned around and said to Hao Jian, "Hao Jian, go in and let Cao Lu go."

"Let it go?" Hao Jian was stunned, "Cao Lu is Yan Ning's brother. With him, Yan Ning will definitely have some concerns..."

"It's no longer important," Xing Zheng said, "You can let him go back and let him bring a message to Yan Ning."

...

When Yan Ning rushed back to the Grain and Grain Camp, he found that the fire had already soared into the sky and the valley was short of water. At this time, everyone could only watch the fire burning silently, but they could do nothing.

"Damn it!" Yan Ning couldn't help but curse when he saw this scene.

"Zhang Rui!"

Yan Ning shouted, and Zhang Rui soon came to Yan Ning. Yan Ning said, "Let everyone dig a fire trench immediately to prevent the fire from affecting the fish in the pond. By the way, where is Tang Zixuan?"

"Third Master!" At this time, Su Yan's cry came, Yan Ning's expression changed, and he hurriedly ran over.

I saw Tang Zixuan lying behind the grain camp, his chest was already covered in blood and his breathing became extremely weak.

"Third Master, Tang Zixuan was attacked by Luo Chen from the Changsheng Sect!" Su Yan shouted, "Save him quickly!"

Yan Ning immediately squatted down, the golden needle entered his body, sealing Tang Zixuan's meridians, and after checking again, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just a skin injury, there is no serious injury."

"Skin trauma?" Su Yan frowned, "Is the injury so much? Is it just a skin trauma?"

Yan Ning also found it very strange. With Luo Chen's personality, he could beat Tang Zixuan like this, so he would not be able to keep a living anymore, right?

For those who practice Taoism, skin trauma is like an ordinary person cutting his fingers, and it will be cured in a few days after a little cultivation.

Yan Ning found the golden sore medicine from the Sumeru Ring and scattered it on Tang Zixuan's wounds like money. Tang Zixuan's face quickly calmed down.

At this time, Jiang Wujue ran over and said to Yan Ning with a strange expression: "Brother Yan Ning, something is strange."

"I know, it's an insider," Yan Ning said coldly, "You said that the Grain and Grain Camp is our weakness during the day. The Changsheng Cult will come at night. Someone must have informed the Changsheng Cult!"

"I'm not just referring to this," Jiang Wujue said. "After statistics, except for Tang Zixuan, no disciple was lost tonight. Luo Chen seemed to be just for food and grass. Even if he encountered obstacles, he was obviously capable of killing him, but he was just knocked unconscious."

Yan Ning heard this and his heart suddenly jumped.

At this time, Yan Ning suddenly received a text message on his cell phone. He took it out and found that it was the number that Yan Ning saw when he was at the airport last time!

"The woods to the north are waiting for you."

If it were put in the past, Yan Ning would definitely have been imaginative and thought that some empty, lonely and cold beauty had come to him, but now he naturally would not think so.

He already knew roughly who was sending himself text messages.

"Wu Jue, take good care of Zixuan, don't worry about food and supplies, I'll come when I go."

Without waiting for Jiang Wujue to reply, Yan Ning rushed out without looking back.

After running all the way, Yan Ning came to the woods on the back of the valley in less than a few minutes.

"What a heavy yin energy."

As soon as Yan Ning entered the woods, he couldn't help frowning.

"Luo Chen, come out, what's the point of finding me?"

Yan Ning's voice echoed in the woods. After a while, a figure fell from the sky, and the black dome nail pointed directly at Yan Ning's head!

Yan Ning's face remained unchanged, and with a thought, the Ming Pokémon suddenly appeared in his hand. It was already a little difficult to dodge at this time. Yan Ning simply put the Ming Pokémon in front of him and forced the Breaking Dome Pin at the moment!

clang—

The harsh collision sounded, and Yan Ning and Luo Chen felt the tiger's mouth numb at the same time. Luo Chen flew backwards, and Yan Ning's feet were deeply trapped in the land.

Standing still, Yan Ning held the Ming Breaking Sword in his hand, looking at Luo Chen from afar.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Luo Chen took off his hood, his thin cheeks were bloodless, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Why? I'm so anxious to calculate my new and old hatreds together?" Yan Ning said playfully.

"Not only do you have to calculate, but you have to calculate it clearly and enjoy it!"

Luo Chen shouted loudly and rushed towards Yan Ning again with the broken dome nail. Yan Ning was not willing to be outdone. He immediately recited the spell of the White Tiger Slash of Yitang, and a white tiger rushed towards Luo Chen!

"Come!"

The momentum of falling dust remains unabated. With a stroke of the dome nail in the air, a black dragon flew out and smashed the white tiger into pieces!

The white tiger dissipated, but the black dragon's body was just a little weakened. Yan Ning naturally did not expect the Yitang White Tiger Slash to compete with Luo Chen's black dragon, so he moved the moment the Yitang White Tiger Slash was launched!

Ninety golden needles came out at once, surrounding the black dragon in an instant. The golden needles passed through the sky, as if the photos of fireflies under the high exposure. The black dragon let out a low roar, and it collapsed under the action of the ninety golden needles!

Seeing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that the eighteen golds have improved their Taoism against you more than a little!"

"Is it just a golden needle?" Yan Ning sneered, "My own Taoism has never been lost!"

"The cave reaches the three realms and shines on the eight wildernesses. The demons are repelled, and all ghosts are destroyed. One blow to themselves, and the sect of the world will be transformed. I am eager to attract the power of the Northern Emperor and one palm to destroy the evil! "

A palm shadow condensed in the air, and Luo Chen seemed to see thousands of troops in his pupils. Even he couldn't help but move his solemn aura.

"go!"

Yan Ning slammed out a sudden palm, and the shadow of the palm in the air immediately enveloped Luo Chen. At the same time, Luo Chen raised the dome nail high, but advanced instead of retreating, and actually came up to his palm!

boom--

A huge sound echoed on the hill. Compared with the palm shadow, Luo Chen's body seemed to be a floating fluff in the sea, but this floating fluff actually overturned the entire sea!

The Northern Emperor's Divine Power Curse was broken, and before the smoke and dust had fallen, Yan Ning and Luo Chen fought again!

But this time, they all made up their minds and put away all their magic weapons. With the power in their bodies alone, they seemed to have to tear each other apart!

Just like competing for internal strength in a movie, the two of them released the power in their bodies as if they were not rich, forming a huge light ball in the center of the two. The light ball continued to grow, as if it was about to explode in the next second!
Chapter completed!
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