Chapter: 737

"Hey, is he going...to Elder Shentu's place?"

"How is it possible? I heard that Elder Shentu accepted that Seven Star Fighting King as his disciple. Apart from that, even the three peak Fighting Kings, he didn't take his fancy."

"No, look! He opened the door!"

Someone pointed to Ning Qidao.

Ning Qi opened the door, closed it after entering, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone was dumbfounded. When did it become possible to break into the courtyard of the elder deacon?

Someone saw a new disciple passing by, pulled him over, and asked, "Hey, who is that peak fighting king?"

The new disciple looked puzzled: "Which one?"

"It's the one who just entered that courtyard."

"Oh, you said Senior Brother Ning, he is the Seven Star Fighting King, not the Peak Fighting King."

The new disciple suddenly realized the truth.

"What? I clearly see him as the peak fighting king!"

"Are you kidding us?"

Seeing the other party's eyes getting more and more impolite, the newly promoted disciple was stunned, then he suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed: "Could it be that senior brother Ning has been promoted again and again?"

"What continuous promotion?"

"Senior brother Ning was only a peak fighting spirit before he became an outer disciple, but that Lei Yong took possession of himself as a five-star fighting king and wanted to provoke senior brother Ning, but..." This new disciple showed a look of admiration on his face , said excitedly: "But Senior Brother Ning took one step, upgraded to a level, walked six steps in a row, directly broke through from the peak of Dou Ling to the Six-Star Fighting King, and then in the last mission, he broke through again and became the Seven-Star Fighting King. king!"

"There are such perverts..." an old disciple muttered to himself.

Swish, swish, countless eyes looked at him.

"Oh, you're screwed. You said that Senior Brother Ning is a pervert. If his younger brother Duan Yingjun hears about it, you will be miserable. He likes to make small reports."

A new disciple said gloatingly.

The old disciple's face changed slightly, and he quickly changed his words: "No, I mean, there is such a person! You heard it wrong."

"Hahaha, I didn't hear wrong..."

"Hey, you just said that Ning Qi's younger brother, Duan Yingjun, likes to make small reports?"

"Yeah, you..."

The new disciple turned his head and saw Duan Yingjun looking at him with a sinister smile on his face.

"Duan, senior brother Duan, it's you." The new disciple called Duan Yingjun his senior brother even though he was a four-star fighting king. He smiled awkwardly at this moment.

"I remember you, next time I say that I like to make small reports, I will tell Ning Qi!"

Duan Yingjun sneered, walked to Shentu Yuanba's yard swaggeringly, knocked on the door and said, "Boss, open the door quickly, Boss!"

A group of old disciples and a group of new disciples looked at each other, shook their heads and left.

Isn't this fucking a dog's leg, everyone cursed inwardly.