Swish swish...
Although the Nalan family members drove in an S-shaped pattern to avoid frequent Silver Needles, they still underestimated Ning Fan's cultivation.
In this critical moment, the Silver Needles still managed to strike their high-speed tires.
With the sound of tires exploding one after another, their cars either crashed into the guardrails or collided and overturned.
The scene was desolate, with one car even catching fire, burning the Nalan Clan members inside into charcoal.
Nalan Yanfeng and the others' first confrontation with Ning Fan ended in failure.
Nalan Yanfeng's eyes flickered, her face turning as pale as paper, her chest heaving violently, unable to dispel the frustration in her heart.
"Hmph, I refuse to believe that your Silver Needles are endless."
This was the second time today she had said such a thing.
The first time, she said she didn't believe Ning Qiankun's life-burning was endless.
