889 Chapter 883 Showdown, Im the Son of Spirit Hall (2/2)

”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, I am the saint son who has always been rumored in the Wuhun Palace that the dragon sees the head and the tail is not seen.”

”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 smart and wise, and he has done 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 broken.

”father!”

”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.

”You 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.