Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 839: Am I late?

Chapter VIII Am I Late?

"Are you talking to me?"

Xiao Liu frowned.

"Otherwise?"

Su Aori sneered.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me? Go and play."

Xiao Liu rolled his eyes, turned and left.

Su Aori was suddenly frustrated. He glanced at the sky with a sneer on his face. The time was about to come. If Ning Qi didn't come out, he would accept the punishment!

Thinking of this, Su Aori left the yard directly. On this mountain range, there were densely packed figures. Su Aori estimated in his heart, plus the outer disciple, inner disciple, true disciple, and those who came to watch the battle. Experts from all sides, it is estimated that there are millions of people!

According to their different identities, everyone was divided into groups. For example, there were more than a dozen holy kings this time, and they were chatting with Su Lingfeng in the void above everyone's heads. Others were afraid to fly higher than them.

At a glance, Su Aori saw the location of Ma Mingrong and other Holy Son of the Qing Emperor's Holy Land, and flew over with a smile.

"Su Aori, my eldest brother is coming soon, where is Ning Beixuan?"

Ma Mingrong looked at Su Aori and said coldly.

Because he had misjudged Ning Qi's strength before, he was embarrassed in public, and he was still a little dissatisfied with Su Aori!

Swish, all the sons and daughters looked at Su Aori.

Su Aori smirked, and said to everyone: "Zai Xia has been investigated, he is not in the yard, this kid is probably afraid to abscond!"

Fear of absconding?

There were weird smiles on the faces of all the saints and saints. They believed Su Aori's statement, let alone Ning Qi. If it were their gods **** on the horse, if there is no punishment, I'm afraid. Want to escape.

Unfortunately, as soon as the Qing Emperor battle monument came out, wanted to escape? Foolishly talk about dreams.

"Hehe, I have never seen what Tianchao looks like. If I escaped here, it would be just what I want."

Ma Handong chuckled lightly.

"Brother Ma is right, I also want to see what Tianchao looks like."

"Me too."

The holy sons and holy daughters laughed in agreement.

Ning Beixuan escaped?

Su Aori's voice was not deliberately lowered, so in addition to the Saint Son and Saint Daughter, the other true disciples, disciples of the inner and outer sects, and the masters of all parties who came to see the excitement, have also heard it. The news is like a plague and it spreads instantly. Millions of people, in the end, directly from: Ning Beixuan suspected of escaping, became: Ning Beixuan was already afraid to abscond.

Now, the mountains here suddenly become lively.

They all came here to watch the battle deliberately. If one of the protagonists escaped, wouldn't it be a trip in vain? Many people directly cursed Ning Qi for being smashed by heaven.

But some people were still very calm. They swept the sky over the Emperor Dou, headed by Fang Shengwang and Ma Shengwang, and waited quietly.

If Ning Qi really escaped, where would this group of fighting emperors stand here so peacefully?

"Master, this Ning Beixuan, is it really that Ning Beixuan?"

Behind the phalanx of the inner disciples of the Blue Emperor's Holy Land, the 13th brothers of Ximenlong and Ximenkong stood behind Ximenlan Mountain, among them, Ximenkong asked suspiciously in a low voice.

Ximen Lanshan has recently successfully worshipped the Qingdi Holy Land and became one of the 100,000 inner disciples. He believes that with his qualifications, it will not take long to be promoted to true disciples, and finally, he will become hundreds of disciples. One of the Saint Son, embarked on the pinnacle of his life!

However, since I heard about the horse **** and Ning Qi, Ximen Lanshan has been in a bad mood these days. I came to this mountain specifically to see if the two Ning Beixuan are the same person. As a result, Ning Qi couldn't get out of the door, and his intention was frustrated, so he could only stand here anxiously with everyone.

"It cannot be the same person. I admit that Ning Beixuan is very strong, but it is definitely not strong enough to suppress five Dousheng at the same time. It should be the same name and surname."

Ximen Lanshan said lightly.

"Call~ that's good."

Ximen Kong breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he thinks of the scene that was suppressed by Ning Qi before, he will wake up from his sleep, looking forward to one day he can personally avenge Ning Qi and return the humiliation Ning Qi gave him, but if Ning Qi really He has grown to the point where he can suppress the five fighting saints. I am afraid that his expectations will fall to nothing. Don't think of revenge in this life, Ximen Kong naturally doesn't want to see this scene.

Ximen Longyi and his three people had the same thoughts. After hearing what Ximen Lanshan said, the three of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, horse **** **** is here!"

"It's him!"

"The two beside him are..."

"It is Jianghuai and Li Xueyin, the other two of the three saints!"

"Unexpectedly, they came too. The three saints gathered together. We did not come in vain this time."

"Li Xueyin is really as rumored, she is so beautiful and beautiful! I don't know who can marry this woman in the future, it is really a virtue for ten lifetimes!"

The crowd watched with admiration, admiration, and admiration as the three of them broke through the air. The horse **** **** beside him, followed by a young man and a woman. The young man’s face wore a cynical smile, and the woman’s face was frosty. Flew to Ma Yuansheng and Fang Qinyang, and bowed their hands in salute.

"Okay, okay, Jianghuai, your cultivation level has improved again, and you can become an emperor in the future."

Without waiting for Ma Yuansheng to speak, Fang Qinyang accounted for the deepest qualifications he had, and became the leader of the holy king here, and was the first to praise him.

"Where and where, Fang Shengwang praised it."

Jiang Huai laughed and said, then he glanced at the people below, and asked a little puzzled: "What? That Ning Beixuan hasn't come out yet?"

"What a big shelf."

Li Xueyin said coldly.

Ma Shenji smiled slightly, and seemed to glance at the sky indifferently, "According to the agreed time, there is still a stick of incense. If he doesn't come out, I can see what it looks like."

Speaking, he looked at Su Lingfeng, his mouth slightly raised.

Su Lingfeng seemed to feel the meaning of his provocation, smiled and nodded, then talked with Ma Yuansheng, but deep in his eyes, there was a flash of anxiety that everyone could not detect.

Ma Mingrong looked at the horse **** cum, who stood side by side with the kings and talked with great enthusiasm, enviously.

Not only him, but all the holy sons secretly envy and jealousy in their hearts. Except for the three holy sons, the remaining holy sons are not qualified to stand with the holy king.

"Is the time here? Did Ning Beixuan really escape?"

Ma Handong suddenly sneered.

This sentence is like igniting the fuze of firecrackers, and the place suddenly buzzes, one after another ridicules and abuses, it is a casual repair, and the shelf is bigger than the holy king!

If this child is not afraid of absconding, is it possible to pinch it out?

"Well, it seems that he dare not come out."

Jiang Huai said with a smile but not a smile.

"Ling Feng, this time, you have missed your eyes."

Ma Yuansheng smiled lightly.

Fang Qinyang sneered: "I wasted a battle monument of Qing Emperor."

At this moment, the gate of the yard suddenly opened, and a figure slowly walked out. He glanced at the million monks here and smiled lightly: "Am I late?"