Chapter: 2005
When Ning Qi was about to attack Su Aori and others, Su Lingfeng appeared.
"Master!"
A look of surprise appeared on Su Aori's face.
Ning Qi frowned slightly, and Tai Tan's spirit sank into his body, and he cupped his hands at Su Lingfeng and said, "City Master Su."
"What happened?"
Su Lingfeng brought several fighting saints to the crowd.
He smiled and nodded towards Ning Qi, then glanced at Ma Minrong and the others indifferently, and finally asked Su Aori.
Su Ao Ri's face was a little ugly, he hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Young Master Ma and the others wanted to see Ning Beixuan, so the disciples brought them here, and some misunderstandings occurred."
"Misunderstanding? City Lord Su, I suspect that Su Aori brought these guys here to trouble me on purpose. Just now, Mr. Ma Minrong wanted to kill me. Logically, I would kill him now. Not too much."
Ning Qi sneered.
Hearing the words, Su Lingfeng immediately understood the cause of this incident. He also saw the thousand-foot-tall Titan spirit just now, and he had some doubts about Ning Qi's origin. Now, he is more sure that Ning Qi came from that place.
Ning Qi still doesn't know that in Su Lingfeng's eyes, he has been given an inexplicable background.
"City Master Su, Mr. Beixuan is a bit extreme. My junior brother just wants to learn from him, and has no intention of killing him."
Dust Yuan smiled lightly and said.
"Yeah yeah."
Ji Bei and other holy sons all spoke in agreement.
"How shameless!"
Dongfang Havoc couldn't help scolding.
"Hmph, you don't have a place to talk here."
Ji Bei snorted coldly.
"Since it's a duel, let's go to the end. I don't know who won?"
Su Lingfeng smiled slightly.
Who's winning?
The faces of Chen Yuan and the others suddenly became a little ugly.
Su Lingfeng already knew the result, he smiled, and said: "Mr. Beixuan is my distinguished guest and my daughter's friend. You are also the holy sons and daughters of Qing Emperor's Holy Land. How about I be the master? What is the relationship between you?" Misunderstanding, forget it."
Chenyuan and Ji Bei looked at each other, and just about to nod, Ma Minrong gritted his teeth and said a few words: "It can't be counted!"
"Oh? Well then, I'll have a fair fight with you!"
Ning Qi said with a smile.
"Competition? Good!"
Ma Minrong smiled sinisterly: "It's just that it's not me, Ning Beixuan, do you have the guts to compete with my elder brother!"