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Zeng Ning drained all the internal energy in his dantian and concentrated it all on this punch.

With one punch, the air pierces through the mountains and rivers!

The Seven Injuries Fist was originally the unique skill of the Kongtong School. After it fell into the hands of Zeng Ning, Zeng Ning spent ten years in prison and changed it into the Seven Injuries Killing Fist that is more suitable for ancient martial arts experts.

But seven injuries and seven injuries, seven injuries in one practice, first injure yourself and then the enemy, the enemy loses one thousand, and oneself loses eight hundred.

Even after Zeng Ning's improvement, the residual harm still cannot be eliminated.

You must know that it is a big taboo in ancient martial arts to drain the internal force in the dantian.

Just like a well, as long as a little water is left, it will slowly attract groundwater. Maybe tomorrow or every few days, the well will be full of water.

But if the well is drained all at once, I am afraid that there will be no water for a long time, or even dry up forever.

Faced with Zeng Ning's Seven Injury Killing Fist, Yang Fan laughed out loud.

"Ants are just ants. No matter how hard you struggle, you will end up being trampled to death!"

"I don't use any unique skills, I only use my strong internal strength!"

With luck in both hands, Yang Fan pushed out with one palm.

In his opinion, Zeng Ning is only a first-level martial artist, how can he compete with him, a second-level martial artist.

You must know that there is a gap of one level, no matter what method is used, it cannot be made up.

What's more, among the second-level martial artists, he is also a top leader.

Sure enough, Zeng Ning's palm with all his strength was crushed by Yang Fan's burst of internal energy.

After Yang Fan's inner energy defeated the Seven Injury Killing Fist, it bombarded Zeng Ning's body.

At this time, Xu Qing had just arrived and saw the scene of Zeng Ning flying out backwards.

Xu Qing hurriedly grabbed Zeng Ning and deflected the impact on him.

But at this time, Zeng Ning was already dying.

He had a look of unwillingness on his face: "But, damn it, I didn't expect that I would finally be able to regain my life and find a chance to take revenge."

"But I don't want to, I, I'm going to die, I'm going to die here!"

"Xu Qing, you have to help, help me avenge, and then scatter my ashes in the lakes on the border of the motherland. I want to guard the motherland forever."

"I, I have contributed a lot to the country, I am not a traitor, I am not..."

Before Zeng Ning finished his last words, he bent his neck and slowly closed his eyes.

He was unwilling, but death might also be a relief.

He has already bear the name of a traitor, and the enemy is so powerful, how will he take revenge, and how will he regain his true love!
"Ahhh!"

"Damn Tianying Gate, damn Yang Fan!"

Xu Qing turned around abruptly, staring at Yang Fan opposite him with murderous eyes.

This scene, ever so familiar, never made him resentful.

More than ten days ago, he was only a few seconds away from saving Master Nian Yun.

More than ten days later, with a few seconds left, he failed to save Zeng Ning.

He also wanted to help Zeng Ning wash away his grievances, but now that Zeng Ning is dead, a dead person can't speak, how can he wash away his grievances.

At this moment, Xu Qing hated not only Yang Fan and Tianying Sect, but also some members of Longque.

Why do loyal and good generals bury their bones in a foreign land, and treacherous officials and corrupt officials drink and drink?

Zeng Ning is a good man, worthy of the motherland and the people!

But it was such a man who didn't deserve to die on the battlefield, but died in this foreign country!
Xu Qing hates it!
Hatred!

No one gave Zeng Ning justice and an explanation, so Xu Qing will use these fists to seek an explanation for him!
Starting from this Yang Fan, ask for an explanation!

Whoo, whoo!
The cold arctic wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the snowflakes floating in the sky are getting bigger and bigger.

After recognizing this person as Xu Qing, Yang Fan smiled coldly: "Hehe, it seems that this ant is lying to me."

"Great, if you don't go to heaven, there is no way to go to hell. You can die here today."

"Tomorrow everyone in Longque will know that you died here!"

Eagle bow!
Eagle Claws!
With a flash of Yang Fan's figure, he grabbed Xu Qing's neck with a claw.

The blizzard is coming, it's better to leave as soon as possible, in Yang Fan's view, this blow is enough to kill Xu Qing.

Xu Qing had no sadness or joy on his face, he just stood there and punched Yang Fan.

An ordinary punch doesn't use internal strength, nor does it use Dragon Elephant Strength.

With a loud bang, the fists and claws of the two collided together, and the falling snowflakes within tens of meters around were all shattered.

Wow!
Yang Fan felt sweetness in his throat, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body slid backwards.

Scoff, he slid several tens of meters away and slammed into the wall of the villa, Yang Fan stopped.

"Damn it, why is your strength so great!"

Yang Fan clutched his chest, his eyes widened angrily.

He felt that Xu Qing's strength was only a first-class martial artist, but now he was slapped severely by the cruel reality.

"Do you only have this level?"

"I'm so disappointed!"

A look of disappointment appeared in Xu Qing's eyes.

He thought he could have a hearty fight with Yang Fan, and then drain his internal energy and kill him at the end.

This increases his fighting experience, and he can also understand the type of martial arts of the Skyhawk Sect.

But in the end, Yang Fan weakly made Xu Qing lose this interest, and the disappointment in his eyes was instantly replaced by murderous aura.

Dragon Elephant Strength, Dragon Strength!

Xu Qing struck out with one palm, and the dragon chant was louder than before.

"Damn it, you can never become a real strong man with just brute force, watch me slap you to death with the palm of my inner power!"

"Langyun Fantian Palm!"

Yang Fan's right hand exploded with internal energy, and he slapped Xu Qing across the air with his palm.

This kind of palm technique is not the original martial arts of the Skyhawk Sect, but the powerful martial arts of the Skyhawk Sect.

Yang Fan heard that this was the martial arts that Tianying Sect snatched from Gu Wuyun's family back then.

Under Xu Qing's perception, he could feel the outline of a dragon vaguely in his dragon strength, but this outline was not obvious enough.

Perhaps as one's own cultivation level improves, Longxiang Jin reaches a higher level of heavy heaven, and the dragon shape of Long Jin will be more complete.

In the next second, with a bang, Xu Qing's Long Jin and Yang Fan's Langyun Fantian Palm struck together.

Just now, Yang Fan's internal strength easily defeated Zeng Ning's Seven Injury Killing Fist.

But at this moment, Xu Qing's Dragon Strength smashed Yang Fan's Langyun Fantian Palm like a shattering dragon, and attacked Yang Fan with unparalleled momentum.

Wow!
Yang Fan flew upside down, knocking out a big hole in the villa behind him.

He fell in the ruins, the right side of his body was bloody and bloody, and even his ribs were exposed.

This blow caused Yang Fan to be seriously injured.

Yang Fan quickly swallowed a pill. For the first time, he felt a sense of fear and jumped up to run.

Xu Qing's eyes froze, and he immediately chased into the villa.

After running to the other side of the villa in an instant, Yang Fan punched a big hole and ran out.

Xu Qing also jumped out of the big hole and chased after him.

Xu Qing ran faster and faster, and soon reached a speed of [-] meters and [-] seconds, getting closer and closer to Yang Fan who was fleeing in front of him.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and jumped up.

Flying eagle skill!
He flew seven or eight meters high, waved his hands like wings, and swooped forward at an extremely fast speed.

No, this guy's qinggong is too fast!

Xu Qing immediately stretched out his palm and slapped Yang Fan.

Cinnabar falls into the palm of thunder!
But at this moment, a storm of more than ten levels suddenly rolled up the snowdrifts on the ground, blowing up countless pieces of snow.

At this moment, Xu Qing's sight was blocked and he couldn't see anything, even the palm of internal power hit the broken snow.

Seven or eight seconds later, half of Xu Qing's body was buried in the snow.

After the snow flakes cleared, there was only an invisible snow field ahead, and Yang Fan had long since disappeared.

"Damn it, Yang Fan, I swear I will kill you!"

Xu Qingqi punched the snow on the ground.

Unexpectedly, an accident caused Yang Fan to run away.