Chapter: 2087

The inner disciple Lu Changqing looked at Zong Yin with a smile, and the two dog legs behind him looked gloating.

"Nu Tao, you are so courageous!"

Wang Su looked at Nu Tao coldly and shouted.

Nu Tao looked fearlessly into Wang Su's eyes and said, "Elder Wang, I'm only thinking about the sect!"

"I think you are avenging your own personal revenge. Everyone knows that your apprentice Hua Xiri was abolished by Ning Qi, so you have always been jealous?"

Everyone looked at the speaker, it was Feng Ming's disciple, Shi Wen.

Beside him, Ma Yuan and Kang Wei are still standing. The three of them are different from three years ago. They all have a scar that cannot fade away. Collect interest in days!

"Regardless of public or private, Dongfang Killing Immortal today is asking our Yun Qizong to hand over people related to Ning Qi. If we fail to hand over, we will be doomed."

Nu Tao said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, eighty to ninety percent of the people fell into deep thought, and finally, they all raised their heads to look at Feng Ming.

"Sect Master, Elder Nu is right!"

"Right now, we must sacrifice the small for the big!"

"Please think twice, suzerain!"

Seeing that the wind direction was all on his side, the corners of Nu Tao's mouth rose slightly, and he gave Meng Qingling a mocking look.

Among the outer disciples, Liu Suifeng and other guys who had a grudge against Ning Qi were a little excited.

Meng Qingling glanced at Nu Tao lightly, then looked at Shentu Yuanba and the others: "Are you willing to go out and fight with me?"

"I am willing."

Shentu Yuanba led Xia Bing's walk, walked out slowly, with firm eyes.

"Yes, fuck it, you can't die without your eggs in the sky!"

Wu Hu snorted coldly, gave Nu Tao a hard look, and stood up.

"willing!"

"It's just one death!"

Situ Yi and other brothers looked at each other, laughed, and all stood up, and no one flinched.

"I can't bear it long ago. I can see the power of Emperor Dou, and I will die without regret!"

Zong Yin laughed at himself and stood up.

Seeing this, everyone felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

"Elder Meng, the sect formation can last for several months..."

Feng Ming looked at Meng Qingling, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

"No need, just ask the suzerain to take good care of my disciple."

Meng Qingling looked at Jiang Qing and said.