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He was almost about to have a seizure, but he endured it, turned his head to Xia Jingjun and said, "Brother, I thought I would be warmly welcomed, but I didn't expect it to be such a scene, which made you laugh." ”

"Don't pay attention to these people, the eldest brother will take the younger brother to visit the uncle first!" Xia Jingjun sensed that something was wrong and reminded.

"Presumptuous!" Seeing that the two of them ignored his words, the old man scolded and said, "Ning Zhengqiang, the family has spent a lot of manpower and material resources in order to find you for more than eight years.

Not only did you come back unthankful, but you also violated the clan rules, which is really disappointing. Go, come with me to the Chief Supreme Elder, and ask him for his guilt. ”

The old man's words were eloquent, and Ning Zhengqiang had no way to refute them.

He glanced down and saw more and more family monks, converging in this direction, not wanting to tell the truth, so he begged for the truth: "I have violated the clan rules, and I should go and ask for guilt."

But before that, I want to go and say hello to my father. After all, after eight years of ......"

"Follow me to see the Chief Supreme Elder first!" The old man interrupted Ning Zhengqiang's words, and there was no room for turnaround.

Ning Zhengqiang snorted coldly, and was about to fly straight to the mansion where he lived, when a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar came into his ears from the lower right.

"Qiang'er! Qiang'er!Is it really you?"

Ning Zhengqiang followed the voice and looked over, only to see a tall old man with white hair and old tears, slowly running over from hundreds of zhang away under the pull and intervention of several monks.

"This, this is Dad, how did it become like this?" Ning Zhengqiang was stunned suddenly, but he still recognized Ning Gang.

"What the hell is going on, hold him and don't let him speak!" shouted the old man.

Several foundation building period monks who were monitoring Ning Gang learned that Ning Zhengqiang had returned, although they knew that it was not appropriate for the father and son to meet at this time, but they did not get the order of the high-level elders, so they did not dare to go too far.

Therefore, under the ambivalence of the dilemma, let Ning Gang come to the scene.

At this moment, he was scolded by the old man, and immediately knew that he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly used his strength to control Ning Gang, and pointed at Ning Gang's dumb hole, so that he could not speak.

"Bold!" Ning Zhengqiang was furious and flew towards the place where Ning Gang was, followed by Xia Jingjun.

"Ning Zhengqiang, if you want your father to live, go see Elder Taishang first. A medium-grade magic sword appeared in the old man's hand, ignoring Xia Jingjun and only stopping Ning Zhengqiang.

He has been married for decades and is confident enough to defeat Ning Zhengqiang.

"Qiang'er, it's really Qiang'er, how can this be good? I can't have a conflict with Elder Taishang!" Seeing that Ning Zhengqiang was blocked by the old man, the battle was about to break out, Ning Gangkou couldn't speak, extremely painful and worried.

"Look for death!" Ning Zheng shouted angrily, and slammed his fist at the old man, bringing a rolling wave of qi.

Even if he suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of the Yudan, he could easily crush the old man.

"Attacking the Supreme Elder, the crime will be added to the first!" The old man held up the medium-grade magic sword and attacked with all his might, ready to make Ning Zhengqiang make a fool of himself in public.

In an instant, he felt a majestic pressure like a landslide and a sea crack, bursting towards him.

"What?" The old man's face changed drastically, and he was shocked, this kind of power was far beyond his imagination!

"Boom!"

Fists and swords clashed, making the sound of gold and iron.

To everyone's surprise, Ning Zhengqiang's fist was unharmed, but the old man's middle-grade magic sword was broken inch by inch.

"Poof!" The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground, apparently seriously injured.

"Ahh

With just one punch, he defeated the Taishang Elder who was holding a medium-grade magic weapon and ranked fourth in the family, Ning Gang was stunned for a moment, and then, his cloudy eyes burst out with a look that he hadn't seen for a long time!

The monks of the Ning family were dumbfounded, completely incredulous.

"Hehe! I'm all scared!" Xia Jingjun fell to the ground and walked towards Ning Gang, who was surrounded by the Ning family monks.

"Take him down!" The two foundation building period monks who stopped in front of Ning Gang came back to their senses and rushed towards Xia Jingjun from left to right.

Xia Jingjun dodged, easily dodged the two, and came to Ning Gang.

The foundation building monk who controlled Ning Gang was shocked, put a sharp short sword across Ning Gang's neck, and shouted, "You go away!"

Before the words fell, a powerful momentum enveloped him.

In an instant, several foundation building period monks surrounding Ning Gang were chilled, as if they had entered an ice cellar, and their spirit and will were on the verge of collapse.

The monk of the foundation building period who put the short sword across Ning Gang's neck, Zhihai felt a violent stinging pain, fell to the ground softly, and kept rolling with his head in his hands.

Under Xia Jingjun's precise control, Ning Gang just couldn't breathe well and didn't suffer much damage.

"What a powerful divine thought attack!" Ning Gang looked at Xia Jingjun, who was warm in the sun and harmless to humans and animals, in shock.

"Uncle, hello, my name is Xia Jingjun, and I am the brother-in-law of Brother Ning Zhengqiang. Xia Jingjun supported Ning Gang, and while introducing himself, he output True Yuan Force, recovering Ning Gang's ability to speak.

"Good, good, great!" Ning Gang was incoherent, looking at Ning Zhengqiang, who fell to the ground and knelt down to bow down.

"Daddy, the baby is late, and you are suffering. Ning Zhengqiang finished bowing and said sadly: "What grievances have been suffered by the father, just tell the child, no matter who it is, the child will seek justice for you!"

"Qiang'er, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?" Ning Gang pulled Ning Zhengqiang up and asked hopefully.

"The peak of the late stage of the Jiedan! As long as you retreat and practice for half a month, you can break through the Yuan Infant Stage!" Ning Zhengqiang said, lifting the suppression of cultivation by the "Hidden Spirit Technique".

"What?" The surrounding Ning family monks fell into a stupor.

Ning Zhengqiang is only thirty-five years old, and he is only one step away from the Yuan Infant Period, compared to Ning Zhengqiang's huge value, the "Infant Pill" is simply not worth mentioning.

"Poof!" Sensing Ning Zhengqiang's greatly improved cultivation, the old man felt remorseful and spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

"Quick, go to the Heavenly Star Pavilion to save your sister Ning Yu!" Ning Gang said urgently.

"Yu'er is in trouble?" Ning Zhengqiang's heart trembled, and he frowned and asked, "Tianxing Pavilion?" Is it a branch of Tianxing Pavilion here?"

"Yes. Ning Gang nodded and said, "It has been more than half an hour since Yu'er set off in the carriage, and if the speed is fast, it is still too late." ”

Ning Zhengqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the left front, and said to Xia Jingjun: "Brother, go straight in this direction for about fifty miles, there is a shop about thirty zhang high, which is the branch of Tianxing Pavilion, which is easy to identify.

You are fast, and when you get there, you will be reckless and rescue my sister Ning Yu first. ”

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