Chapter 575: Hidden Strength?

Elder Feng's eyes were wide open, full of crimson and fear, "No... this is impossible! Why do you have a clone, why can you stop Nascent Soul from self-destructing? You... What kind of strength are you? What kind of exercises?!"

Nangong Yu, who was in front of him, said with a faint smile: "Didn't your Feng family keep looking for someone to monitor me and investigate my movements and strength anytime, anywhere? Why, haven't you figured out my strength yet?"

"You... Nangong Yu, you have always hidden your strength?" Elder Feng's voice was hoarse and fearful, "You have been guarding the Feng family from beginning to end! Nangong Yu, how much do you know? What do you want to do?!"

"Hehe, how much do you know?" Nangong Yu chuckled lightly, "I know what I should know and what I shouldn't know. And I knew it very well a long time ago."

"As for what I want to do?" The smile on Nangong Yu's face suddenly faded, turning into a bone-chilling cold, "I just want to kill all those who threaten her. I said it before, I I wanted to let you guys jump around for a while longer, after all, it's not good for me to break up with the Feng family so early. But, who made you provoke people you shouldn't provoke!"

"Now, all of you... just die for me!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the hand holding Yuan Ying suddenly tightened, only to hear a snap, that powerful bursting Yuan Ying was actually crushed by a dark force.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Nangong Yu, the above will definitely know what you did."

"Nangong Yu, you can't run away, the Feng family will not let you go, and the above will not let you go!"

"Nangong Yu, you won't live long-!!"

Nangong Yu, who had crushed his Yuan Ying, shook his body and dissipated in the air, and his Yuan Shen returned to his original body.

Nangong Yu put away the Dragon Sealing Sword and slowly descended from the sky.

As soon as he landed, his face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master—!" Qinglong, Wuyu Wugou and the others rushed over anxiously, and supported Nangong Yu, "Master, are you alright?"

Without any rush, he spun around on the spot, "Master, you used the Primordial Spirit clone twice in a row, and you were injured in order to prevent the Primordial Soul from self-destructing. Now there is no doctor here... What should I do, what should I do?"

Wugou was also sweating profusely, and couldn't help saying: "Master, how can you transform into a clone at such an urgent moment and tear up the space, if there is an accident, let's not say that our plan has been abandoned, even Even your life, my lord, is possible..."

Nangong Yu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and took out a Bodhi fruit and a lotus-patterned peach from the storage ring carelessly, the voice in his mouth was cold and indifferent, "What do I decide, when will it be your turn to put your beaks? "

"My subordinates dare not!"

Nangong Yu swallowed both the bodhi fruit and the lotus-patterned peach, and the burning pain in his body suddenly improved a lot, and the depleted spiritual power was completely replenished.

Seeing that his face looked much better, Qinglong wiped the sweat from his face, and secretly decided in his heart that when he went back, he had to give Wuxin a hard lesson.

How did he protect the princess by letting him protect her? Every time I asked the master to rush to the rescue, the plan that almost returned the master fell short. Fortunately, this time, it was a near miss, but what about the next time?