Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 837: Fang Shengwang

Chapter 837 Fang Shengwang

This old man, according to his own introduction, is one of the gatekeepers of the Qingdi Holy Land. He is one of the gatekeepers of the Qingdi Holy Land.

However, he and Su Lingfeng seem to have known each other for a long time, talking and laughing, occasionally scanning Ning Qi with his eyes, and then laughing and chatting with Su Lingfeng, as if he had never seen Ning Qi.

"Fighting saints are used to see the door, the background of the Qingdi Holy Land is really terrifying..."

The Eastern Catastrophe was secretly shocked in my heart,

In the land of Dongxuan, there are only a few hundred fighting saints with names and surnames. This is the whole land of Dongxuan and count them together. If you take out a single top family, such as the Dongxuan family, the fighting saint level There are only thirteen strong people in the world, and the Emperor Dou can't come out. They are the strongest existence on the mainland.

However, it is astounding that the Qingdi Holy Land used Dousheng to come to see the door!

"City Lord Su, there are still three days to go before the competition. In these three days, you will stay here for the time being. Except for the forbidden area, you can visit the Holy Land of My Azure Emperor."

The old man led everyone to a courtyard in a mountain range and smiled.

"There is Elder Lao Wang."

Su Lingfeng smiled slightly.

"City Lord Su is polite."

Elder Wang smiled, then confessed a few more words before turning away.

The arrival of Ning Qi and others was seen by the surrounding saints. Whether it was an outer disciple, an inner disciple, or a true disciple, they all received the news almost immediately.

"You said, which of those people is Ning Beixuan?"

"Look at that image."

Someone pointed to the Eastern Holocaust.

"Well, indeed, the cultivation base is similar to the rumored one, it is the Dou Zun level."

Several saints nodded in agreement.

As for Ning Qi, they subconsciously ignored it. It is true that Ning Qi's aura is too weak, as weak as a mortal, and is mistaken for a servant or something by everyone.

"Brother Ning, many people outside are pointing to us."

Oriental Catastrophe stood at the gate of the courtyard, smiling.

"Don't worry about it."

Ning Qi smiled, turned around and walked into the yard. He was going to study the secret technique that Xiaoliu taught him. Three days was enough.

At this moment, suddenly several figures broke through the air and landed at the gate of the yard.

"It's Ma Handong!"

"Why did he come? Want to stand up for Ma Mingrong?"

"Even Senior Sister Chen Yuan was planted in Ning Beixuan's hands. With Ma Handong's cultivation base, she might not have gotten this head, right?"

"It’s hard to say that Ma Handong is better than Chen Yuan. Looking at the fluctuations in his body, it shouldn’t be long before he can break through to the Eight-Star Fighting Saint. I am afraid that there will be no less than three of us, Doudi, whose surname is Ma, in the Holy Land of Qingdi."

"I'm waiting to see Brother Ma."

The holy children who watched the excitement nearby stepped forward and bowed their hands in salute.

Ma Handong nodded faintly, staring directly at Oriental Catastrophe, and said: "You are Ning Beixuan? You caused the injuries on my third brother? You ruined his marriage?"

Ning Qi is already two meters tall, Ma Handong's body is taller and bigger, about the same as a basketball star on the planet, and he is about a head taller than Ning Qi.

Oriental Catastrophe, some innocent Chao Ning Chinunu said: "Hey, he is the one you are looking for."

"What?"

"Isn't he Ning Beixuan?"

"That guy is?"

Everyone was a little surprised.

After all, Ning Qi's aura in their eyes is just like a mortal, without the aura of a fight.

Ma Handong frowned when he heard the words and looked at Ning Qi.

"Your third brother? Oh, Ma Mingrong, he was indeed caused by me. As for the marriage..."

Ning Qi glanced at Ma Handong obliquely: "It's my ass?"

"Do you dare to swear?"

Ma Handong frowned slightly.

"I think you are unkind, is it possible to have good words?"

Ning Qi gave a faint smile.

"Don’t think that Su Lingfeng is supporting you, you can be so bold, no matter what your background, whether it is a dragon or a worm, you will be lying on your stomach when you come to my Qingdi Holy Land. Today, I will take it for my third brother. Interest, your bad life, leave it to my elder brother to collect it."

Ma Handong sneered, and directly stretched out his hand to grab Ning Qi.

It's just that, just as he raised his hand, Su Lingfeng appeared next to Ning Qi, and with a flick of his finger, a white light shot directly at Ma Handong's arm.

Ma Handong's body shook, he backed three or four steps, and a purple bruise appeared on his arm.

"City Lord Su, are you really going to make revenge with my Qingdi Holy Land for this kid?"

Ma Handong looked at Su Lingfeng without fear.

Although Su Lingfeng is already a one-star fighting emperor, Ma Handong did not take him seriously, not to mention his grandfather Ma Yuan Shengma Shengwang, waiting for his eldest brother Horse God to break through to the fighting emperor, he can easily suppress Su Lingfeng.

"It's weird, you are a holy son, can represent the entire Qingdi Holy Land? Where do you put those holy kings, Qingdi?"

Su Lingfeng smiled lightly.

Su Qingqing and Su Aori also drove out. Seeing this scene, Su Aori's face showed a hint of gloat, Su Qingqing was a little worried, and the guilty Chao Ningqi said: "Young Master Beixuan, This time I really trouble you."

"It's okay."

Ning Qi said indifferently.

Ma Handong's expression remains unchanged: "If the Son can't represent the Holy Land, why should he be called Holy?"

As soon as this remark came out, the nearby saints immediately resonated, and they all began to support Ma Handong.

"Hehe, he deserves to be the son of the Holy Land, his arrogance is extraordinary, but..."

Su Lingfeng smiled faintly: "Master Bei Xuan had an agreement with your eldest brother. It seems something is wrong with your behavior today? Or are you afraid that the horse **** will be defeated by Master Bei Xuan and come here to test it?"

Ma Handong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and Su Lingfeng was right. He was not here today without aim, but at the order of the horse god.

The purpose is to test Ning Qi.

However, Ma Handong naturally wouldn’t admit it. He chuckled lightly: “I’m here today, with no other purpose, but it’s hard to swallow this bad breath in my heart. If City Lord Su has a younger brother, he naturally understands my idea of ​​being a brother. This son not only ruined my third brother’s marriage, but also hurt my third brother. If I don’t teach him a lesson, how can my Ma family’s face be preserved?"

"Ma Handong is right, my holy son of Qingdi Holy Land is so humiliating? Su Lingfeng, since you have agreed to this marriage, you must not cancel it without reason. Otherwise, how do outsiders think of my Qingdi Holy Land?"

I don't know when, a middle-aged man has appeared next to Ma Handong. After a cold glance at Ning Qi, he looked at Su Lingfeng.

When the nearby Shengzi and Ma Handong saw this, they quickly bowed their hands and said: "The disciple has seen'Fang Shengwang'."

Fang Qinyang, one of the seventy-two holy kings of the Qingdi Holy Land, the three-star Doudi, is rumored to have lived for more than 20,000 years, and even the current Qingdi was his junior.

Although the cultivation base is not high, its status and reputation are extraordinary in the Holy Land of the Qing Emperor. When Ma Yuansheng saw it, he had to give a face and shout to the uncle.