I Have Ten Strongest Beasts

After feeling the aura of Pang Jiu'er and the others, a cold light flashed in the depths of Su Ning's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a joint cracking sound, and boundless anger ignited in his heart.

"How about it, Miss Jiu'er and the others..."

Before Jiang Bailin could finish his sentence, a powerful wave of spiritual origin suddenly erupted from Su Ning's body, directly shaking the broken wall where the two of them were hiding into powder, and rushed towards Pang Jiu'er and the three of them The place.

In the room where Pang Jiu'er was, two of Wang Feng's cronies looked at each other, looking at Pang Jiu'er in the corner, the expressions on their faces gradually became obscene, completely unaware of the approaching Su Ning and Jiang Bailin.

"Hey, don't worry, our two brothers are much gentler than that adult just now!"

A burst of obscenity was poured out of their mouths, and they pressed on Pang Jiu'er in the corner step by step.

boom!

With a loud noise, Suning blasted a big hole in the roof of Pang Jiuer's room, splashing a cloud of dust in the room, filling the whole room in an instant.

"who!"

The two people in the room stepped back, their expressions suddenly became dignified, and they each held their weapons to watch their surroundings.

Su Ning's figure fell to the ground, smashing cracks on the ground. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying wave of spiritual origin suddenly dispersed, blowing away the dust in the room. Su Ning stared at the gap between the eyes of the two. There was a huge killing intent that couldn't be concealed, and the killing intent seemed to be solidified, enveloping the two people in the room, unable to move an inch.

"You all have to die!"

Su Ning's lips moved slightly, and he said coldly, the moment the words fell, the God Killing Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and with the waving of his wrist, countless terrifying sword qi condensed in the air.

"Brother, forgive me..."

The two looked at the countless subtle sword qi all over their bodies, and they no longer had the mood to resist. Before the two of them could speak, countless sword qi shot out suddenly, interspersed between the two of them, and in just an instant, The figures of the two disappeared, not even a drop of blood remained.

After all this was done, Suning put away the God Killing Sword in his hand, walked quickly to the corner, hugged Pang Jiuer in his arms, and looked at the weak Pang Jiuer in his arms, the corners of Suning's eyes gradually became moist.

"Jiu'er, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Wake up, Jiu'er."

Suning kept calling Pang Jiu'er softly.

During the time of being imprisoned, Pang Jiu'er suffered from Wang Feng's cruel torture every day, and her body could no longer bear it, but she was always thinking about Suning in her heart, relying on this little thought to keep going.

As if hearing Su Ning's shout, Pang Jiu'er moved her fingers slightly, and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Suning in front of her, Pang Jiu'er's eyes gradually became moist, and two crystal tears ran across her cheeks, with traces of tears. Blood fell to the ground.

"Xiao...Xiao Ning... son!"

"You're here."

Pang Jiu'er raised her arm with difficulty, resisting the severe pain from her body, and stroked Suning's cheek with her blood-stained little hand.

At this time, Jiang Bailin helped Pang Hongya and Pang Dawei to the room where Suning was. Looking at Pang Jiuer's appearance, there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.

"Su Ning, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. The ability fluctuation caused by your attack just now is too large. I'm afraid someone will come over soon."

Jiang Bailin frowned and reminded.

Suning looked at Pang Jiu'er in his arms, nodded slightly, took out a Hunyuan elixir from the bracelet, catalyzed it with a spiritual source, and submerged it into Pang Jiu'er's body, and then groaned softly, and everyone turned into several Dao Guanghua, submerged in the purple-scarred glazed pagoda in the empty space.

Although there is the elixir catalyzed by Suning, the severe pain in all parts of the body once again made Pang Jiuer fall into a coma. Looking at Pang Jiuer in his arms, a boundless killing intent and anger suddenly rose in Suning's heart.

At this time, Su Ning didn't care too much, and then with a thought, wisps of light green spiritual sources slowly seeped out from his fingertips, and sank into Pang Jiu'er's body, and Pang Jiu'er, who was in a coma, seemed to feel severe pain , Frowning tightly.

"Damn the Wang family, labor and capital will definitely make you disappear from this world!"

Looking at Pang Jiu'er who was seriously injured and sleeping, Pang Dawei uttered angrily.

Pang Hongya stood beside Suning and Pang Jiu'er with difficulty, the corners of her eyes gradually became moist, her lips trembled slightly, and she didn't care about the pain coming from all over her body.

"Miss, you must wake up."

As Suning continued to send spiritual sources to Pang Jiu'er's body, Pang Jiu'er's frowning brows gradually eased, and the breathing rate gradually recovered. After a long time, Suning slowly disconnected the transmitted spiritual sources, and put Pang Jiu'er down.

Outside, the energy fluctuation of Suning's attack just now was sensed by Wang Wenxuan and others. At this time, Wang Wenxuan and others were standing in the barren yard, looking around.

"Judging from the energy fluctuation just now, it's right here."

A person behind Wang Wenxuan said.

"Nonsense, how could I not know!"

"Find them separately!"

At this moment, Wang Wenxuan's brows were tightly frowned, and he checked the aura of Suning and the others again and again, while trying to establish contact with the Four Square Golden Wing Cover through secret methods, but there was no response all the time, and he yelled out of anger.

Wang Wenxuan is not worried about losing the game, even if he loses, he still has the second elder to support him, it is impossible for him to be expelled from the Wang family, but if he loses the square gold wing cover, it is another matter, Wang Wenxuan, who couldn't feel the breath of the four-square golden wing cover, was extremely anxious.

While searching, Wang Wenxuan came to the room where Pang Jiu'er and others were held, and found bloodstains in the corner and traces of fighting in the room, and he thought for a while.

All the signs in front of him made Wang Wenxuan think that there was a fierce battle between Suning and Sifang Golden Wing Cover, and the blood on the ground must belong to Suning and Jiang Bailin. Thinking of this, the corner of Wang Wenxuan's mouth twitched radian.

"Senior Brother Wenxuan, come and see, there is also blood in the room here!"

"There are also houses here!"

...

The voices of the people continued to ring out and fell into Wang Wenxuan's ears. The words of the people suddenly shattered the guesses in his heart.

Seeing the blood stains in the surrounding rooms, the expressions of Wang Wenxuan and the people behind him gradually became serious. Now it seems that it is no longer a matter of competition between them and Suning.

"Senior Brother, should we report this?"

Wang Wenxuan frowned, and kicked the person who said this.

"No one is allowed to spread what happened today, including the competition with Suning!"