C982 It Seems to be an Old Friend
C982 It Seems to be an Old Friend
"Bang!"
Yih Hui's ice sword collided with He Yong's fist, producing a deafening roar.
He Yong's boxing gloves instantly froze, and soon spread to his entire arm.
"Yih Hui, you think you can defeat me with your insignificant skill?" He Yong wasn't surprised at all. An extremely powerful aura burst out from his body, and shattered all the ice.
"There's no hurry. I like to take things slowly. Only by doing so can I experience the joy of killing." Yih Hui smiled coldly. His eyes were full of malice.
On the other side, Bai Feng and Tang Sen were fighting intensely.
Hwangfu Ming and the experts of True Martial Sect were locked in a fierce battle. Although he was at a disadvantage, it wasn't easy to defeat him.
"Regimental Commander Lee, is this Sect Master from True Martial Sect? Let me test him out!" The leader of the four groups, su Muyang, held a cigarette in his mouth and said in a lazy tone.
However, his movements weren't slow at all. As soon as he finished speaking, his entire body was sent flying, and he threw a punch towards Hee Wuji's chest.
He threw out a punch, and smoke filled the air.
Su Muyang's smoke wasn't ordinary smoke, but a miasma formed by his inner energy.
Even powerful warriors would be affected.
"All of you, attack together."
Ni Feng'ann ordered the commanders behind him and smiled coldly.
After he said this, the other captains and the elites they had brought joined the battle.
For a moment, the Western Realm Military Region had completely turned the situation around. The True Martial Sect, the He Family, and the Aristocratic Family Tang's alliance army were being suppressed.
The Western Realm Military Region was worthy of being called the number one under the heavens. It was a place that possessed an overbearing aura and unparalleled dominance.
"Loong Wei, why are you fighting with a madman for so long? Can't you get rid of him?" Ni Feng'ann placed his hands behind his back and looked at Loong Wei with a smile in his eyes.
"Old leader, this Ghost King is a pitiful person. Although I can defeat him with one move, I can't bear to kill an innocent person." Loong Wei was trying to get close to the Ghost King and pull out the silver needle from the back of his head.
"Huh?" A flash of surprise appeared in Ni Feng'ann's eyes. He strode forward and grabbed the Ghost King's shoulder.
"Roar!"
The Ghost King let out a wild roar and pushed Ni Feng'ann back with a wave of his hand.
"Leader, I will try my best to control the Ghost King. Pull out the silver needle from the back of his head." The Ghost King did not have any consciousness at the moment, he only knew how to attack madly. It was too difficult for Loong Wei to force out the silver needle from the back of the Ghost King's head alone.
However, after Loong Wei said this, Ni Feng'ann did not have any reaction. His eyes were wide open, and he stared at the Ghost King in disbelief.
"What's wrong?" Loong Wei had already grabbed the Ghost King's hands. When he turned around and saw Ni Feng'ann's stunned face, he immediately shouted, "Hurry up and attack! The Ghost King has lost his mind. I can't control him for long."
"Uh, alright!" When Ni Feng'ann heard Loong Wei's shout, he finally reacted. He rushed out with mixed feelings and trembled a little as he pushed away the Ghost King's messy hair.
"Awoo!"
The Ghost King let out a long roar, revealing an angular face. The bearded man roared at Ni Feng'ann.
"Impossible! How could it be you?! Why did you become like this?!" When Ni Feng'ann saw the true face of the Ghost King, he immediately let out a roar.
"Old leader, what happened to you? Hurry up and take out the silver needle from the back of his head!" Loong Wei was behind the Ghost King, but he couldn't see the Ghost King's face.
"Okay, I will take out the silver needle now!" Ni Feng'ann's sinister eyes were filled with tears when he saw the Ghost King's face. He no longer looked as calm and relaxed as before. Instead, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Bang!"
Ni Feng'ann suppressed the grief in his heart and raised his hand to slap the Ghost King's forehead.
"Roar! Roar!"
The Ghost King instantly became furious and struggled to break free.
"Old leader, could it be that you know the Ghost King?" Loong Wei looked at Ni Feng'ann, whose face was full of sorrow, and found it hard to believe.
Ni Feng'ann had experienced many vicissitudes of life. It was impossible for him to be moved by a madman whom he had never met before. However, this wasn't the time to talk about this.
He had to hurry up and force the silver needle out of the Ghost King's body.
Although Ni Feng'ann's mind was in chaos, he still forcefully suppressed the grief in his heart and used all his strength to force the silver needle out.
"Faster, I have already seen the silver needle. As long as I use a little bit of strength, I can force it out!"
"Swish!"
Ni Feng'ann's left hand struck out again.
Loong Wei's eyes flashed. He quickly grabbed the three silver needles that had appeared in his hand and pulled them with force!
The silver needles were instantly removed, causing the Ghost King's body to soften.
Loong Wei let go of the Ghost King, who was weak and weak, and the Ghost King ran for a while before falling down with a thud. He fell to the ground.
Ni Feng'ann strode forward and grabbed the Ghost King's shoulder. He asked bitterly, "How did you become like this? Why?"
Loong Wei threw away the silver needle in his hand and asked indifferently, "Old leader, do you know him?"
As he spoke, Loong Wei strode towards the Ghost King. He wanted to see what the Ghost King looked like.
At this moment, the Ghost King, who had regained his consciousness, looked at Ni Feng'ann, as if he had recognized him. When he saw Loong Wei walk over, he turned his head and looked at him blankly. He quickly turned his head around.
"Dominator Loong, you must not let the Ghost King go, otherwise, he will definitely start a massacre and kill all innocent people!"
Ji Liuxian shouted.
He didn't expect that he would be so bold as to come here, but he could only be a bystander. When he saw that Loong Wei had freed the Ghost King, he quickly reminded him.
"If we let the Ghost King out, given his current condition, he will definitely cause an even greater storm of blood in the Pugilistic World. Ten million..."
"Get lost!" Ni Feng'ann turned around and glared at Ji Liuxian, scolding him angrily.
"Uh..." Ji Liuxian was shocked by the scolding. He did not expect this old man to have such a big temper.
However, for Loong Wei's sake, he did not make a fuss about it.
"Loong Wei, the Ghost King..." After Ni Feng'ann scolded Ji Liuxian, he looked up and said to Loong Wei.
"Don't say it!" Unexpectedly, the Ghost King waved his hand and interrupted Ni Feng'ann's words.
Loong Wei was startled. The Ghost King could speak human language?
Looking at Loong Wei, the Ghost King staggered up and escaped.
"Lord, I will chase after him!" After forcing the enemy back, the Fifth Regiment Commander Cheng Ye turned around and charged toward the Ghost King.
"Cheng Ye, stop!" Ni Feng'ann's face darkened as he shouted.
"What's wrong?" Gong Feiyang saw that the situation was getting more and more stable, and he could hear something unusual from Loong Wei's side. He quickly ran over and asked.
Ni Feng'ann had always been easy to talk to. Why did he suddenly flip out today?
"Old leader, you know the Ghost King?" Loong Wei waved his hand at Cheng Ye, indicating that he did not need to chase after him.
Ni Feng'ann's eyes were moist, and he said in a sad tone, "Don't ask anymore, save the last bit of dignity for him."
After saying this, Ni Feng'ann turned around and walked to the side, his figure desolate and desolate.
"Brother Long?" Gong Feiyang came to Loong Wei's side and asked curiously.
Loong Wei didn't say anything, and indicated to everyone not to ask anything.
He was sure that Ni Feng'ann knew the Ghost King.