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Chapter 885 If people offend me, cut the grass and root (11)

A holy hand weaving the sky, covering Wei Zi like a net bag.

She looked at Ning Zongxiang and sneered: "It just so happens that my patience...is limited!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her fingers suddenly plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano turns into a blade, and the swords are flying all over the sky.

Ning Zongxiang's expression frightened, and his evaluation of Mu Yan and the guqin was a little higher.

But his movements were not too fast and slow.

His body moved like a phantom, and he avoided all sound blades in an instant.

But the others in the hall were not as lucky.

This time, Mu Yan launched the piano sound blade, which was an indiscriminate attack from all directions.

The sound blade flies as fast as lightning, which makes people unable to avoid.

Ning Hai and others didn't have time to react to what happened, so they felt a sharp pain all over their bodies, and blood was already flowing out of their bodies.

Even the eldest lady lying on the ground was rubbed over her head by the sound blade, and even her hair and scalp were peeled off, and she screamed like a pig.

Mu Yan slowly twisted his fingers, slowly stopped the piano sound, and chuckled, "The cultivation level of the head of the Ning family is indeed good. It seems that this move can't kill you!"

"Just because of you little girl, you want to kill me?"

Ning Zongxiang seemed to have heard the best joke and raised his head and laughed, "Little girl, I was not born yet when I was in the Min Lu Realm! Since you are so ungrateful, I will let you see what a real strong man is."

Although he smiled, this time, his smile was completely out of his eyes, but instead he was freezing cold.

Obviously, this time he really had a murderous intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Zongxiang had already risen up.

Almost at the same moment, there seemed to be a burning flame in the entire hall.

The furniture in the hall is nothing more than ordinary mahogany, and under such high temperatures, they are spontaneously burning and destruction.

Ning Hai and others were originally injured by Mu Yan's piano sound turning into blade, but they were still in unbearable pain and angry and hatred.

At this moment, they all looked fearful and rushed out.

"Oh no, the head of the family is angry, hurry up... let's run..."

"That bitch is looking for death. He dares to make the head angry... Forget it, she can't live, don't let us be buried with her!"

In the Ning family, everyone knows that they can’t make the head angry.

Because the flame ritual practiced by the master of the family has reached the realm of transformation, once he exerts his full strength, the scorching fire waves cannot be controlled, and the people around him, and even the entire Ning family will be implicated.

Ning Hai and his servants escaped, but the eldest lady was one step slower.

In an instant, her hair and clothes burned.

"Help...Help! Master, save me...help..."

She had no time to escape outside, so she could only climb towards Ning Zongxiang desperately and stretch out her hand towards him.

"Master, for the sake of my decades of having you and having children for you, save me...I don't want to die..."

The eldest lady rushed over to hug Ning Zongxiang's thigh, but Ning Zongxiang kicked away again.

In this moment, the tongue of flame finally wrapped around the eldest lady's body, and completely swallowed her up with the shrill screams.

Mu Yan looked at this scene coldly, and had a new understanding of Ning Zongxiang's cold-blooded and shamelessness.

Even the first wife who has been by my side for decades can be burned to death at will. Such a person is not just a stern heart, but he is simply not a human being.

But Ning Zongxiang's strength is indeed strong.

It is completely incomparable to Ning Yuqing's fool that is not good at using it.
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