The Magnificent God of War

Both Yan Chinan and He Linbei were dumbfounded!

"Is it you who killed so many innocent people!"

Jiang Ning blasted out with a punch, fast as lightning, and Pang Feiyan had no time to stop him, he was hit in the chest, and his breastbone was instantly broken!

"Is it you who hurt and killed my master?"

Jiang Ning's anger broke out!

"Is it you who made all the circles a mess?"

"Is it you who established the hidden gate for your own private?"

...

Every time Jiang Ning asked, he slammed a punch, abruptly smashing Pang Feiyan out, fell to the ground, vomiting blood!

"puff--"

Pang Feiyan's face was pale and his face was unbelievable.

This... how is this possible!

How could his own boxing skills be inferior to Jiang Ning, how old is he?

"Impossible... absolutely impossible!"

Pang Feiyan murmured.

Seeing Jiang Ning attacking again, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Absolutely impossible!"

"boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Ning threw a punch again, and Pang Feiyan roared to resist, screaming—

His arm was smashed directly? Shan Fu Wu Yi Pa Fu Lu Ran? Broke!

"what--"

Pang Feiyan yelled and flew out again, rolling his head on the ground several times.

Both Yan Chinan and He Linbei were dumbfounded!

They are breathing fast, and their faces are also full of horror!

too strong!

How strong is Jiangning?

How could it be so terrible!

Pang Feiyan is definitely a top master in the Grand Master level, but in front of Jiang Ning, he is still vulnerable!

"It must be that I haven't practiced thoroughly, it must be so!"

Pang Feiyan struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Jiang Ning, "You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

call out--

Jiang Ning didn't say a word, and he slammed his feet like a bull!

boom!

boom!

boom!

...

Seven steps!

Jiang Ning took seven steps, and with each step, the power of his fist seemed to become stronger!

When Pang Feiyan was in front of him, Pang Feiyan felt that he couldn't move at all!

He looked at Jiang Ning's fist in horror, and a feeling of death instantly hit his heart.

He is dying!

Jiang Ning's punch would really kill him!

The terrible fist, as if the mountain was pressed down, and the heavy pressure, like a storm, made Pang Feiyan in the center of the wind eye almost desperate, he couldn't move!

Just when Jiang Ning's fist was about to hit Pang Feiyan's head, he felt a chill in his back, a terrible sense of crisis, which made Jiang Ning's pores open!

"Be careful!"

Yan Chinan didn't care about his chest being seriously injured, and roared.

Jiang Ning almost didn't hesitate, even without turning his head back, he twisted his feet, and his whole body instantly turned around, took the opportunity to punch, and slammed out!

boom!

The person on the other side, wearing a mask, hit Jiang Ning with the same punch.

who!

In Jiang Ning's eyes, the murderous intent was so powerful that he was much stronger than Pang Feiyan!

"Since you are here, don't even think about leaving!"

Jiang Ning yelled and was about to make another move, but the masked man ignored it at all and didn't want to be in love at all. He grabbed Pang Feiyan with one hand, jumped and fled directly, and disappeared in a flash.

"Don't chase!"

Seeing Jiang Ning was going to chase after him, Jiang Daoran shouted again and again, "Don't go!"

Jiang Ning stopped, his face solemn, looking at that figure, disappearing into the darkness, clenched his fists tightly, and slowly released them.

Up to this moment, his fist was still a little numb!

What a terrible person!

A person more powerful than Pang Feiyan, Jiang Ning thought that Pang Feiyan was the master and the person who controlled the hidden gate. It seemed that he had guessed wrong.

"The masked man... is the Lord!"