The Magnificent God of War

Jiang Ning is here!

He walked from the doorway, slowly, but every step seemed to step on a special rhythm, causing Pang Feiyan to frown.

"Who are you?"

Pang Feiyan asked.

"Jiang Ning."

Jiang Ning said lightly, "You should have heard of this name."

Although he was closed all day long, Pang Feihang told him about what happened in the north.

During this period of time, he hadn't heard of the man who made the north face a bloodbath.

Even fifteen years ago, he had heard this name!

"Oh it's you."

Pang Feiyan's eyes fell cold, "You are the child of Jiang Daoran and Zhao Mengqing, the rich and abandoned son who was driven out of the Jiang family?"

He suddenly understood that the Pang family was forced to do it early, this was Jiang Ning's handwriting!

Step by step, he forced the Xue family and the Jiang family to unite, and forced the Pang family to expose themselves and could only do it early.

What a deep city!

"My mother's name, you can't call it casually."

The aura on Jiang Ning's body gradually rose, "Hidden for so many years, you finally can't help it."

"Boom!"

Almost instantly!

Two people moved at the same time!

Like two wild beasts, suddenly went mad and rushed towards each other.

After only one face, he made a huge sound of love and whispering Yishan!

boom!

The ground seemed to tremble? A terrible loud noise made Yan Chinan both unconscious, both open their eyes.

Seeing Jiang Ning throw a punch, the two people's eyes trembled!

"Ok... so strong!"

This kind of breath seems to be stronger than Pang Feiyan!

This kind of blood is boiling like the sea, as if behind Jiang Ning, there is a vast ocean, thick and heavy!

The two looked at each other, their faces full of horror.

Jiang Ning... could he reach this level?

"He is done!"

He Linbei had always said few words, but at this moment he couldn't help it, his lips trembled.

He was holding his chest in pain, and his gray beard was covered with blood. "So old, really cultivated him?"

"boom!"

Jiang Ning blasted out with a punch, violent like a dragon!

With the same violent Pang Feiyan, his fists slammed together!

The two backed at the same time, Pang Feiyan backed five steps, but Jiang Ning only backed one step!

"On yourself!"

Pang Feiyan's expression changed, and his eyes were full of horror. He couldn't believe that the thing... actually belonged to Jiang Ning.

He didn't even expect that Jiang Ning was so young that he had already fully grasped it, and he had more control over him!

"Jiang Daoran! You are really cunning!"

Pang Feiyan turned his head, looked at Jiang Daoran, and shouted sharply.

He didn't expect that Jiang Daoran would actually hand over that page of Ji Dao fist score to Jiang Ning, a wealthy and abandoned son who has no one's attention!

Who can think of it?

Jiang Daoran couldn't hear what Pang Feiyan said, he struggled to climb to Xue Ning's side, hugged her in his arms, held her tightly, feeling guilty and uncomfortable.

"Hand over things!"

Pang Feiyan was crazy, he couldn't accept it.

He didn't believe that Jiang Ning was able to fully understand that page of boxing sheet, and he was even stronger than himself!

He doesn't believe it!

He didn't believe it at all!

"die!"

Pang Feiyan roared, his fists blasted out, and the burst of air made people's eardrums sore.

How could Jiang Ning fail to distinguish such a familiar boxing technique?

thing?

What is Pang Feiyan looking for?

Is he looking for Ji Dao Boxing Book!

Does he want the Ji Dao boxing sheet on himself?

Is this Jiang Daoran for himself?

"Are you Lord?"

Jiang Ning screamed, and the same fists blasted out, even more domineering than Pang Feiyan's fist!

boom!

boom!

boom!

They are like unreasonable savages, no tricks, punches to the flesh, the sound of punches, deafening!