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His voice echoed in the room and entered everyone's ears. It was like the cold wind in the middle of winter, causing everyone to tremble.
"Desolate Ning! How dare you come to our Yang family!"
After Yang Wuhu saw Desolate Ning's appearance, a monstrous killing intent burst out from his body. He was like a peerless ferocious tiger, and the surrounding air began to distort.
"Black Tiger Steals Heart!"
A huge black tiger claw appeared from Yang Wuhu's hand, bringing with it a strong wind. It was as fast as the wind and lightning as it grabbed towards Desolate Ning's head.
This attack was extremely powerful. The marble floor seemed to have been plowed, revealing a long scar.
"Alright, Wu Hu, kill him!"
Feeling Yang Wuhu's power, the other members of the Yang family in the living room screamed.
Desolate Ning was incomparably calm. He pointed his right finger forward. Like the rising sun, his finger was filled with a vast masculine Qi. An incomparably tyrannical finger force exploded out and pointed at the black tiger claw.
It was the Duan Family's ultimate technique, the Single Solar Finger!
However, after Desolate Ning's modification, it was no longer the original Yi Yang Finger. Both its strength and power had been greatly improved.
"Bang ~"
The sound of an explosion rang out, like a divine thunder from the nine heavens. It formed a shock wave that spread in all directions. The glass windows near the river shattered, and Yang Wuhu was directly sent flying. He crashed into the wall, creating a huge human-shaped hole.
He had sent a martial arts grandmaster flying with a single finger!
The originally excited Yang family members were all silent. Their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't believe that Yang Wuhu, as a master of martial arts, could be ranked in the top ten of the Yang family. Today, he was sent flying by a young man with a finger, and it was under the circumstances that he made the first move.
"Damn it!"
Yang Wuhu roared as he rushed out of the hole. His hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in blood. He pounced towards Xiao Ning like a hungry tiger. His body was covered in a layer of black energy, which couldn't be penetrated by ordinary guns.
"Yang Wuhu has gone mad. In this state, Yang Wuhu's combat strength will be greatly improved. He's incomparably ferocious and terrifying.
Desolate Ning was unmoved, he threw out a punch, Arhat Fist, like a drunk Arhat, his punch even carried a faint Buddhist sound.
"Roaring Tiger Fist!"
Yang Wuhu roared and punched out. A huge black Mystic Tiger appeared and roared at the sky. The aftershock spread out and ruthlessly collided with the Arhat Fist.
"Die!"
The indifferent voice sounded like the sigh of the Grim Reaper. After Desolate Ning threw out the Arhat Fist, a dark energy appeared on his body, and a strange energy wrapped around his hand.
"Northern Dark Divine Art!"
As the fists collided, a terrifying suction force burst out from Desolate Ning's fist, sucking away Yang Wuhu's inner strength. In just a few breaths, one-tenth of his inner strength had been sucked away.
Sensing the suction force on his fist, Yang Wuhu's expression changed. He wanted to break free, but he realized that he could not do so. His inner strength was being sucked dry bit by bit.
"Ah, damn it, my inner strength, you demon!!”
Yang Wuhu shouted, but there was nothing he could do. As time passed, his complexion became worse and worse, and the inner strength in his body was reduced to less than a tenth.
All of this happened in the span of a few breaths. No one had expected Desolate Ning's punch to have such a strange power, to be able to devour the inner strength of others.
"Open!"
Yang Ming was the first to discover that something was wrong. When he struck out with his palm, there was a feeling of the Fallen Flower Divine Sword Palm.
Xiao Ning grinned and looked at Yang Ming mockingly. The fist in his hand burst out with a terrible fist force and directly penetrated Yang Wuhu's fist.
"Explode!"
Under Desolate Ning's fist force, Yang Wuhu's body directly exploded, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood.
The Yang family members in the living room were all shocked. They had never seen such a scene before. A martial arts grandmaster was actually blown up by a single punch. This was simply a demon.
Desolate Ning's eyes swept across the hall, and everyone who met his gaze couldn't help but shrink back, subconsciously taking a step back.
The power of one punch was evident.
"Hand over your life!"
Yang Ming shouted, and the palm force in his hand couldn't help but increase a little.
Xiao Ning took a step forward and casually met Yang Ming's attack with his palm.
"Boom ~"
After Yang Ming was sent flying by his palm, Xiao Ning's clothes fluttered without any wind. A terrible aura condensed around him, as if an ancient beast had awakened.
A strange starting move appeared between Desolate Ning's palms.
"Yin ~"
A dragon's roar was heard. A golden dragon that was more than 15 meters long flew out from Desolate Ning's palms. It was ferocious and majestic. Its long tail drew a 180-degree arc and swept towards the people in the hall.
"Divine Dragon Wags Tail!"
Yang Ming's face changed. He recognized the move at a glance. This was the peerless martial arts of the Guo Family and Beggar's Sect in Xiangyang. It was rumored that it had been lost hundreds of years ago. Where did this boy learn it?
The terrifying destructive power of the Divine Dragon Wags Tail directly smashed the entire hall into two halves. Several Yang family members who couldn't dodge in time were directly smashed into meat pies.
"Everyone, leave!”
Yang Ming shouted, and his figure moved like a fish out of the hall.
Xiao Ning squinted his eyes. The reason why he didn't kill Yang Ming in the first place was to attract more martial artists. Only in this way could he completely eliminate the Yang Family.
Sword Qi shot out from Desolate Ning's hands, flooding the entire living room.
Countless severed limbs and flesh fell in the living room like a battlefield. Blood gathered into a stream and flowed into the Chu River, dyeing half of the river red.
Yang Ming stood outside the living room and stared at Xiao Ning who was like a demon. The person who died in the hall could be said to be the mainstay of the Yang Family. It was a heavy blow to the Yang Family. It was likely to make them fall from the first-class ancient martial arts aristocratic family.
"Kill! Today, if he doesn't die, then my Yang Family will perish!”
Yang Ming roared, and his whole person fell into a kind of madness.
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