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Duan Yangming was dead. He was blown up by a young man. This shocking scene appeared on the monitor.
Everyone in the West Mountain Security Center was breathing rapidly. They could not believe what they were seeing. This was a grandmaster who had the peerless martial art, the Yi Yang Finger, but he was still defeated. Moreover, it was a crushing defeat.
"What…what should we do?"
Someone suddenly asked. At this moment, they were afraid of the devil-like youth.
"What else can we do? Inform the various families and ask them to make a decision.”
The person in charge of the West Mountain Security Center sat on the chair and said.
Desolate Ning's strength had already surpassed their expectations, and was not something they could control.
In an instant, all kinds of news were sent out from here and reached the ears of the various families on the West Mountain. Immediately, a boundless storm was set off.
"Someone dares to commit murder at the foot of West Mountain? Arrest him!"
"If you don't obey, kill on the spot!"
"How dare you touch my Ning family's people? Kill!"
"Xiao 'ai was killed?"
"You killed my son, Wu Gang. I will make sure you die a horrible death!”
The entire West Mountain was in an uproar. Six out of the ten families on the mountain sent out their men to surround Desolate Ning.
"Inform the helicopters to restrain the murderer. If necessary, they can launch a fire attack.”
The person in charge of the West Mountain Security Center had a gloomy expression. After hearing the orders from the various families, he completely threw away his worries.
"Desolate Ning, leave this place as soon as possible!”
Ning Xiaoqian recovered from her shock. Although she did not know who the grey-robed old man was, judging from his martial arts, he was much stronger than the three guards from before. If such a person died, how could the aristocratic families on the West Mountain not be angry? When the time came, their revenge would not just be a few dozen people.
"If they still have thoughts of revenge, then I don't mind dying the West Mountain with blood.”
Desolate Ning's eyes were indifferent. Anyone who met his eyes couldn't help but shiver. What a pair of cold eyes. They did not look like butchers who had killed countless people, but more like gods looking down at everyone, treating all living things as ants. Even a butcher would feel fear and regret when he killed someone, but how could a person feel regret when he stepped on a pile of ants?
Ning Xiaoqian wanted to say something, but when she saw Xiao Ning's gaze, she swallowed her words.
"Xiaoqian, let's go."
Li Mengru and Wu Ming, who had been standing at the side, were so scared that they did not dare to speak. They quickly pulled Ning Xiaoqian. At this moment, they just wanted to leave.
Ning Xiaoqian had wanted to stay, but when she saw Xiao Ning's red eyes, she was terrified and had no choice but to leave.
At this moment, only Xiao Ning and the three helicopters were left standing at the foot of the mountain.
The wind kept blowing. The three helicopters were circling around Desolate Ning. They were ordered to stop Desolate Ning. If he dared to resist, they could fire.
Although these three helicopters were not considered assault helicopters, they were still equipped with heavy machine gun firepower. If three helicopters attacked at the same time, it would be enough to cause tons of damage. What was even more terrifying was that the helicopters were in the air, so they were invincible.
"Everyone, listen up. Raise your hands and surrender, or you will be killed!”
The cabins of the three helicopters opened up, and the powerful heavy machine guns fired.
Under this kind of firepower, ordinary martial arts grandmasters would not be able to escape.
Desolate Ning looked on indifferently. With a tap of his foot, he disappeared from his original spot like a phantom and jumped onto a big tree.
"The target has disappeared. Prepare to fire."
The eyes of the people in the helicopter flashed, especially those with heavy machine guns. Their eyes shone with madness.
" Target discovered. Begin attack!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The heavy machine gun was like a tongue of fire that kept spitting out flames. The terrifying destructive power directly turned the big tree that Xiao Ning was standing on into a beehive. The main trunk was directly broken under the concentrated firepower.
"Is he dead?"
At the West Mountain Security Center, everyone looked at the destroyed tree through the surveillance camera. No one could survive under such firepower. This was not something that human strength could withstand. Even the steel plates would be broken.
"Roar ~"
Just when everyone thought that Desolate Ning had been killed, a dragon's roar was heard. A fifty-feet-long dragon with a golden body soared up from the destroyed tree.
The terrifying aura was like the descent of an ancient true dragon. With a swipe of its claw, it directly slapped a helicopter into the air.
"Bang ~"
The sound of the explosion and the sky-high flames made the personnel of the other two helicopters break out in cold sweat. The person in charge of the West Mountain Security Center was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.
"Roar ~"
Another golden dragon rose into the sky, raised its head proudly, and bit down on a helicopter that did not react in time.
"Bang ~"
An explosion sounded. The last helicopter flew up high like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, afraid that the two golden dragons below would pounce on it.
Desolate Ning jumped up from under the tree, his body flashing with light. Under the intensive fire of the helicopter, he was completely fine, even his clothes were not damaged.
Desolate Ning waved his hand, and the two golden dragons in the sky merged together, turning into an even more powerful golden dragon. Its aura was as deep as the abyss. Under everyone's terrified eyes, it soared into the sky and swallowed the last helicopter.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Flying Dragon in the Sky!”
However, it was improved by Desolate Ning, and its power was even more terrifying!
"He…who is he!"
When the members of the aristocratic families who had rushed over saw this mythical scene, their hearts trembled. This had already exceeded their understanding of humans.
Controlling the golden dragon to destroy the helicopter like a toy with a casual blow was simply like a demon.
"Are you here to stop me too?"
Desolate Ning looked ahead indifferently, his voice was like ice. The members of the six families were all shocked.
A single word was enough to intimidate a hundred people!
At the foot of the West Mountain, no one dared to make a sound.
What happened in Jinling West Mountain was spread by some people and spread among some ancient aristocratic families.
"Have you heard? A young grandmaster had appeared in the West Mountain of Jinling.”
"Young grandmaster? Bullsh * t, I'm only a 20-year-old martial artist who has reached the Initial Martial Artist Realm.”
"It's not nonsense. Just this morning, Grandmaster Duan Ming Yang was killed by him in front of everyone at the foot of West Mountain.”
"What?! Grandmaster Duan Ming Yang? Didn't he cultivate the Yi Yang Finger, the thousand-year-old ultimate technique of the Duan Clan of Dali? He was actually killed? Who killed him?"
"Mysterious young grandmaster!"
Desolate Ning swept across half of China in an invincible manner. From a nameless youth, he became a legend, the youngest Grandmaster!
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