Chapter 359: Chapter 359: The Celestial Wolf’s Seven Kills, You Rong Will Die_1
"Since you so wish to die, then I shall grant your wish!"
Chen Tianlang’s eyes intensified with unyielding cruelty as he raised his right palm and struck toward Xu Yourong’s head!
Bang!
The next mont, a dull sound echoed.
Xu Yourong was not killed but instead sent crashing to the ground, her face as pale as death.
"Hm? Not dead?"
Chen Tianlang frowned, pondering as he looked at his own palm.
Xu Yourong lay on the ground, writhing in pain. In the pocket of her clothing, an amulet silently turned to ashes.
"There is sothing peculiar about you, yet even peculiarities have their limits."
Chen Tianlang’s eyes spun, his features worsening with cruelty.
He reached out once more, seizing Xu Yourong by the neck and rcilessly hoisting her from the ground.
This ti, the amulet had been consud, offering up no resistance.
"What do you want to do?!"
Xu Yourong struggled with all her might, but to no avail.
Chen Tianlang’s face twisted into a savage smile as he cruelly said, "Since that boy left sothing to protect you, I’m curious to see how long he can keep it up! When he cos back and sees his girlfriend tortured to death, his face will surely be a sight to behold!"
With that, he lifted his right hand and flicked his finger.
Whoosh!
A streak of inner strength shot into Xu Yourong’s body like a bullet.
"Mmph!"
Xu Yourong let out a pained grunt.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Imdiately following, Chen Tianlang launched six more streaks of inner strength, each one entering Xu Yourong’s body.
"Mmph!!!!"
Xu Yourong felt each streak of inner strength tearing through her body like a knife, slashing at her organs and causing uncontrollable violent tremors throughout her body from the pain.
But she endured it, stifling her cries to re grunts.
"Hehe, listen well, this technique of mine is called the Mad Wolf’s Seven Strikes. Each streak of inner strength will ravage your organs and ridians! You’ll die in agony in the end!"
Laughing sinisterly, Chen Tianlang struck another palm to the top of Xu Yourong’s head.
The seven streaks of inner strength within Xu Yourong’s body surged ruthlessly toward her head!
"Ahhhhhh!!"
Xu Yourong scread in agony, darkness overtaking her vision as her body slumped limply to the ground.
Blood flowed freely from her head, streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the jade pendant around her neck.
Chen Tianlang paid Xu Yourong no further attention, considering her as good as dead in his eyes.
He turned his gaze to Xu Qingfeng and sneered, "Rember my na, Chen Tianlang, Hall Master of the Mad Wolf Hall. When Ning Fan returns, tell him to co to
humbly and accept his death."
"If he doesn’t dare to co, I, Chen Tianlang, will hunt him down to the ends of the earth!"
Having said that, Chen Tianlang left with the Seven Wolves, leaving behind a scene of carnage.
"Hall Master, where are we going?" one of the Seven Wolves asked curiously.
Chen Tianlang got into the car, started the engine, and his eyes flashed.
"The information shows Ning Fan has another villa here, yes? We’ll go there and lie in wait for the prey!"
...
At the sa ti, on the airplane.
Ning Fan suddenly felt a throbbing between his eyebrows and abruptly sat upright, turning his head to look out the window next to him.
The window showed an endless sea of clouds, exceptionally tranquil.
However, Ning Fan’s brow was deeply furrowed, for the jade pendant on his neck had suddenly beco scorchingly hot.
This jade pendant was one he had personally crafted when he had gone to propose marriage to the Xu Family. There were two in total, with the other one around Xu Yourong’s neck.
Because he had crafted them both at the sa ti, there was a certain connection between the two pendants.
"Could sothing have happened to Miss Xu?"
Ning Fan’s anxiety deepened, and he was desperate to see Xu Yourong.
But the airplane was still at an altitude of tens of thousands of ters; there was nothing he could do.
"Brother, what’s wrong?"
Lin Xiaoling, noticing his uneasy deanor, asked with concern.
Ning Fan shook his head and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes.
"Breathe... stay calm. It doesn’t necessarily an sothing has happened."
...
On the other hand, Chen Tianlang, with his Seven Wolves followers, arrived outside Ning Fan’s villa.
"Who’s there?!"
Shuang’er, who was practicing cultivation in the courtyard, sprang up vigilantly upon noticing the newcors.
"Is this Ning Fan’s villa?"
Chen Tianlang looked around and sneered, "Little girl, who are you? We’re here to kill Ning Fan!"
"Presumptuous! You want to kill my master? Wait for your next life!" Shuang’er glared fiercely, yelling sharply.
Chen Tianlang, upon hearing her words, narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Shuang’er as a cruel smile ford on his lips.
"So, you’re that brat Ning Fan’s disciple... I’ll give you a chance. If you betray Ning Fan, stop recognizing him as your master and take , Chen Tianlang, as your master instead, I might just spare your life."
Chen Tianlang delighted most in watching his adversaries suffer the agony of betrayal and abandon, for it brought him imasurable pleasure.
"Hmph, dream on! Once a master, always a father. I will never betray my master!" Shuang’er scoffed coldly, suddenly leaping forward to strike first.
"How dare you!"
Chen Tianlang roared, clashing palms with Shuang’er directly.
Bang!
A muffled sound echoed, and Shuang’er was sent flying backward over ten ters.
Chen Tianlang stood his ground, simply looking at his palm with puzzlent, frowning, "What kind of cultivation does this little girl have? How can she push my palm back and make it tingle?"
What he didn’t know was that Shuang’er had already entered the initial stages of Qi Refinent; she was no longer an ordinary martial artist, for what she cultivated was Spiritual Power.
Although her Qi Refinent level was not high, the quality of her Spiritual Power was far superior to Inner Strength.
After landing, Shuang’er’s face flushed, and turmoil surged through her veins.
But she took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her blood, and charged at Chen Tianlang once again.
"You’ve got so nerve, little girl!"
One of the Seven Wolves under Chen Tianlang, known as Wolf, roared furiously and rushed up to the fight.
Although Shuang’er had cultivated Spiritual Power, her realm was only at the first level of Qi Refinent. As one of the Seven Wolves, Wolf’s strength had long surpassed that of an ordinary Grandmaster.
How could Shuang’er possibly be a match for Wolf? She was swiftly knocked to the ground and lay there severely wounded, unable to rise!
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