Chapter 881: It’s a showdown, I’m the Son of the Spirit Hall

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"Let's kill it at some time!" Lu Yuan said softly, a faint voice came out.
Suddenly, Ning Feng made his body stiff, and he felt that his brain was a little down.
"Xiaoyuan, what did you say?" Ning Fengzhi's face changed slightly. What did he hear just now?
Lu Yuan said he wanted to wipe out all those forces?
Lu Yuan did not answer him, but smiled again and asked softly: "Uncle Ning, you have always been curious about my origins, right."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but nodded. For Lu Yuan's origins, he had always been curious about what kind of force was able to cultivate such a talented person as Lu Yuan.
He knew the situation of Lu Yuan before he was six years old. It came from Notting College. After all, Fellows was Lu Yuan's adoptive father, and they all knew about this.
But he didn't know the resume behind Lu Yuan, and he had also inquired about it in secret, but he hadn't gained much, and in the end he could only classify it as a hidden power.
After all, the mainland is so big, it is not incomprehensible that there is a certain tyrannical hermit sect.
But now that Lu Yuan actively wanted to say his identity, it aroused his curiosity, and even what Lu Yuan had just said was temporarily forgotten.
"Then let you know my true identity today."
Lu Yuan smiled lightly, then snapped his fingers.
Suddenly there was a sound outside the door, and the five figures quickly appeared in the reception room. Each of them exuded a tyrannical aura, which belonged to Title Douluo alone.
The sudden arrival of the five titled Douluo made Ning Fengzhi's eyes condensed, and the sword Douluo behind him narrowed his eyes, full of sword energy.
"Snake Lance Douluo? Spurfish Douluo?"
"The second worship of Golden Crocodile Douluo, the third worship of Qianjun Douluo, and the fourth worship of Demon Fighting Douluo."
Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo almost simultaneously reported the identities of the five people one by one.
They were all famous figures who were once famous on the mainland, and they could easily recognize them with the identities and experience of Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo.
"Why would the people from the Spirit Hall appear in the Dragon King Hall?" Ning Fengzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly reacted, a huge panic arose in his heart.
Sword Douluo on the side also changed slightly, thinking of some bad guesses.
"Xiaoyuan, are you united with the Spirit Hall?" Ning Fengzhi's expression turned pale. If the Dragon King Palace and Spirit Hall were united, would other forces still have room to resist?
Not at all, under the strength of the two halls, they are a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
"Joining with Wuhun Hall?" Lu Yuan smiled faintly, shook his head lightly, and said, "Tell them, what is my identity?"
As soon as these words came out, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others bent down at the same time, "See His Royal Highness!"
The uniform loud sound resounded throughout the reception room, causing Ning Fengzhi and others to stand on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"The showdown, I am the Saint Child of the Spirit Hall."
Lu Yuan stood up slightly, carrying his hands on his back, an invisible aura spread out, and his whole body was suddenly filled with the majesty of a superior.
"Hidden for so long, today I finally announced my identity openly. This feeling is really relaxing."
"Uncle Ning, how about it? Does my identity surprise you!"
Looking at Ning Fengzhi, Lu Yuan smiled lightly.
Ning Fengzhi didn't answer Lu Yuan's words, his face was pale, his eyes were lost, his face was full of unbelievable expressions, and there was a storm in his heart.
Lu Yuan's remarks were like a bolt from the blue, completely destroying all his defenses.
His arrogant qi training was broken, and it was the first time in his life that he was so gagged.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi’s expression, Lu Yuan dismissed it and said,
I’ve joined the Hall of Souls since I was six. The current Pope Bibi Dong is my teacher, the captain of the Golden Generation, and the current Saint Hu Liena is me. Senior sister of, I am the saint son who has always been rumored in Wuhun Palace that the dragon has never seen the head."
"I also planned the destruction of the Clear Sky School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School that you just mentioned."
"The Haotian School was completely wiped out by the six major worship halls led by Elder Long, and the Blue Lightning Overlord Longzong was wiped out by me personally. Their lord Yu Yuanzhen was slapped to death by me. There is no dead body."
"As for the single-attribute four races, I also propose to eliminate them. How, is this truth very interesting? It will surprise you."
Lu Yuan said softly, with a slight smile on his face.
As soon as he said this, Ning Fengzhi trembled all over, his blood surging, and even every cell in his body was trembling.
"So I have always been discussing with the culprit who destroyed the two major sects, and the dignified Soul Hall Saint Child, to jointly fight the Soul Hall?"
Ning Fengzhi said with a sad smile.
Lu Yuan was the culprit who wiped out the two great sects, the saint son of Wuhun Palace, and he actually discussed with Lu Yuan to unite against Wuhun Palace. What a mockery.
Lu Yuan must have been watching him jokes just now.
In vain, he claims to be clever and wise, and actually did such a shameful thing. Ning Fengzhi is afraid that he will not be able to lift his head in this life.
"Hehe, Uncle Ning doesn’t have to be so angry. I really want to thank you for speaking of it. I have been working hard to find those forces that are enemies of Wuhun Hall to eradicate, but some of them hide too deeply, even if they are I couldn't find it either. Thanks to Uncle Ning, who personally sent their list to me, it really helped me a lot."
"You! Poof!" Hearing what Lu Yuan said, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help it anymore, his blood surged crazily, and a big mouthful of blood was spurted out.
The dripping blood sprayed on the pure white tabletop, it seemed so shocking.
He had been clever for a lifetime, and he was played with applause by a little boy like Lu Yuan, and he took the initiative to send his allies under the butcher knife of the Spirit Hall. This was an extremely huge blow to Ning Fengzhi.
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was completely crushed~EbookFREE.me~Dad! "
"Wind!"
Ning Rongrong and Jian Douluo exclaimed at the same time, and quickly ran towards Ning Fengzhi.
Sword Douluo was not far away and directly supported Ning Fengzhi's body, and then Ning Rongrong also ran to Ning Fengzhi and supported him.
"He vomited blood?" Lu Yuan couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this. He was just playing tricks, and even told Ning Fengzhi that he vomited blood?
Seeing Ning Rongrong's appearance of pear blossoms with rain, a faint regret filled his heart. He had known that he would not have coveted the quickness of this moment. Now Rongrong is afraid that he will hate him.
And watching Ning Rongrong cry, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
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