Chapter: 8991

Shangguan Butou nodded, "That's true. Besides, with your cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for Patriarch Zuoqiu to die quietly. His heart was pierced, and the opponent's strength must not be weaker than Patriarch Zuoqiu."

Speaking of this, she ignored the middle-aged man with a mischievous eyebrow, but cupped her fists at Ning Zixu, then turned and left with him.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man with a mischievous face quickly turned around and followed. Without the presence of the policeman, he dared not stay alone with the Ning family.

At this moment, Ning Qi had a thought and punched him in the back.

Lieyang fist.

in an instant.

A fist mark made of true energy landed directly on the middle-aged man, and his body flew straight out with the terrifying energy, landing in the middle of the street with a bang.

The passers-by were startled when they saw this, and subconsciously stepped aside. When they realized that there was something lively to watch and wanted to get closer, a burst of flames burst out from the middle-aged man, causing him to howl in agony. In the sound, it was gradually burned into coke.

Shangguan Butou and her subordinates subconsciously stopped, with a look of shock on their faces.

"Get out of the way, don't come near"

Immediately, the police stopped the passers-by.

Where did these passers-by dare to approach, and their faces showed horror. Just now they saw with their own eyes that this big living person burned into a fireball immediately after landing

"This seems to be the steward of Zuoqiu's family."

"Could it be that he has done too many bad things? After this kind of thing happened to Zuoqiu's family, some people set themselves on fire again."

There was a lot of discussion.

No one doubted, and no one saw Ning Qi make a move.

Even Ning Zixu watched this scene with astonishment.

"he is"

Shangguan Butou went to the corpse and knelt down, and found an obvious fist mark on his body. Although the corpse was burnt, the fist mark was still visible to the naked eye.

"Even if he wasn't burned to death, he wouldn't be able to live with this kind of injury. The person who shot him might be the murderer who killed the Patriarch of the Zuoqiu family."

There was a solemn look in Shangguan Butou's eyes.

"It is said that only the fetal breath state can penetrate the body. I am still not in the fetal breath state, but I can kill enemies in the air. It seems that it should be the effect of the forty-layer Fierce Yang Fist."

Ning Qi said to himself.

Outside Taosha City, the Patriarch of the Ning family personally led a group of Ning family warriors on horseback, waiting quietly.

There was a trace of anxiety in his dignified eyes.

Ever since he learned that Ning Zixu took Ning Qi to Taosha City, he yelled more than once. The warriors around knew that the Patriarch of the Ning family was angry, and he didn't dare to breathe now.

At the same time, they also felt inexplicable palpitations about the things they heard in Qingfeng Town.

Ning Xuan, the son of Ning Niu, one of the three Ning family members with spiritual roots, was not allowed to worship Ziqing Palace because his aptitude was not liked by Master Ziyang.

Just such a five-year-old child, relying on martial arts, forcibly attacked and killed hundreds of warriors in the jade mine of Qingfeng Town, and even killed Zuoqiu Lingyin, the daughter of the head of the Zuoqiu family.

When everyone heard about this, they didn't believe it at first, but as everyone's caliber was surprisingly consistent, they had to believe it even if they didn't believe it.