Upon seeing this, Ao Yunfeng revealed a mocking and puzzled expression.

"I don't have any deep-seated hatred for you, do I?"

"Why are you in such a hurry to come and die with me?"

"You dare say it's not true? My wife was killed because of you..."

As Zhen Tianlong spoke, he roared once again and swung his fist toward Ao Yunfeng.

"I've killed far too many people. If you say so, then so be it."

"At worst, there'll be one more of you."

Ao Yunfeng channeled his inner energy and released an invisible pressure towards Zhen Tianlong.

Just as this oppressive force was about to touch Zhen Tianlong, Ao Yunfeng's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Goodbye, you bastard."

However, the next second, Ao Yunfeng showed a surprised expression.

Zhen Tianlong did not fall down; instead, his oppressive aura dissipated. Ao Yunfeng looked up and saw Niu Dachun raising his hand opposite him.

Before Ao Yunfeng could react, Zhen Tianlong punched him in the face, leaving Ao Yunfeng's face covered in Zhen Tianlong's blood.

A relieved expression appeared on Zhen Tianlong's face.

"Qingyue, this time I didn't run away..."

"I've come to keep you company..."

The moment the punch landed on Ao Yunfeng, he felt as if he had swallowed a mouthful of someone else's phlegm. The punch wasn't very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.

Ao Yunfeng grabbed Zhen Tianlong and unleashed all his inner strength, snapping Zhen Tianlong's neck in one fell swoop. He then slammed Zhen Tianlong heavily to the ground.

moment!

The Heavenly Dragon turned into a pool of blood...