Mo Tianxiong still didn't understand what Ding Ning really meant, but he didn't dare to ask more, the young man in front of him was not an ordinary martial arts cultivator.

He was even thinking about what kind of person could have an apprentice like Ding Ning, who could reach such a level at such an age.

On the top of the mountain, the fog is still there, as if there is no sunny day, even if you can feel it, this fog is still gathering and not dispersing.

The appearance of the second Martial Saint did not make Ding Ning wait for a long time, just after Mo Tianxiong finished describing the other three Martial Saints, a figure stepped on the land on the top of the mountain.

"This year's battle between the Northern Heavenly Kings is really chic, in previous years, it was just some little guys fighting around, how can it be changed to a collective slap in the face now?"

A playful tone came to the ears of everyone present, especially those who were slapping themselves, who had already made their cheeks red and swollen, and now hearing this sarcastic remark, it became even hotter.

Ying Sheng, it was an old man who looked ten years older than Mo Tianxiong, and that look, if you don't know, would think that it was a person who was half-cut into the ground.

But Mo Tianxiong, who is also a martial saint, can feel the powerful vitality in this person's body, which is much stronger than him.

"Meng Yan!"

Mo Tianxiong whispered, Ding Ning glanced at this figure with his eyes, is he Meng Yan, one of the brothers' martial saints?

Looking at the momentum, it is a part higher than Mo Tianxiong.

But compared with the Huangfu Weilong that Ding Ning had seen, it was even worse.

Meng Yan didn't know that the moment he appeared, Ding Ning roughly judged the level of his strength.

Meng Yan walked into the crowd and saw that those martial cultivators were still holding themselves in their hands, so he looked at a random person and asked, "Why did you slap yourself?"

The martial cultivator who was questioned looked in the direction of Ding Ning with some fear, and whispered: "We collided with that senior before, and if the senior didn't say stop, none of us dared to stop." ”

After speaking, he began to slap himself again, and the other people around him did not stop because of Meng Yan's appearance, they were now unsure whether Meng Yan was Ding Ning's opponent.

After all, there was already an example of Mo Tianxiong's martial saint being defeated in front.

Meng Yan, who learned the truth, looked at Ding Ning and Mo Tianxiong, his eyes stayed on Mo Tianxiong for a second, and stayed on Ding Ning for a full five seconds, obviously very curious about Ding Ning's unfamiliar face.

"It turned out to be Meng Yan Wusheng. Mo Tianxiong opened his mouth.

Meng Yan looked at Mo Tianxiong, and seeing that Mo Tianxiong didn't stand up for the martial cultivators in front of him, he couldn't help but say: "Mo Tianxiong, someone is bullying people in the territory of our Northeast Martial Cultivators, and you have been watching and not making a move, won't you be unhappy in your conscience?"

"I thought you broke through, entered the Martial Saint Realm, and could make a little difference, how did you live more and more and go back, people ran to your door to pee, and you didn't even have the courage to open the door. ”

This Meng Yan's mouth is also tricky enough, and among men, he can be regarded as sharp-toothed and sharp-tongued.

Being so sarcastic, Mo Tianxiong's face naturally didn't look good, of course he didn't really turn a blind eye, he opened his mouth at first, but alas, his skills were not as good as others, and he was not Ding Ning's opponent, so he had to stop fighting.

But this kind of words, he won't explain to Meng Yan, just now through the chat with Ding Ning, he can feel that Ding Ning is very interested in the remaining three martial saint-level martial cultivators, anyway, he Mo Tianxiong is not Ding Ning's opponent, he is already embarrassed, Meng Yan doesn't know Ding Ning's strength, you might as well let him collide with Ding Ning.

Mo Tianxiong is preparing to be a fellow pit man, and he wants to pull Meng Yan into the water, and this kind of thing is embarrassing, let's do it together.

"Meng Yanwusheng, I advise you, this one next to me, you can't afford to mess with it, if you are interested, you will take the initiative to come up and pay a visit, and there will be a place for you on my side. Mo Tianxiong didn't hear the other party's ridicule, and deliberately raised Ding Ning's identity.

Ding Ning frowned, how could he not know Mo Tianxiong's thoughts, but he didn't care, anyway, this Meng Yan, he had to accept it, as for whether he took the initiative to make a move, or Meng Yan killed, the result was the same.

"Mo Tianxiong, you're really disappointed. Meng Yan snorted, his eyes turned, and he no longer paid attention to Mo Tianxiong, he didn't pay much attention to Mo Tianxiong, looking at Ding Ning, who had been silent, Meng Yan asked, "Who are you? Are you also here to compete for the position of the Northern Heavenly King?"

Ding Ning shook his head and said lightly: "I'm not interested in the title of Northern Heavenly King. ”

"Then what do you mean, specifically to humiliate my Northeast Martial Cultivator?"

Ding Ning still shook his head, and then, his expression flashed, and he said: "At first, I just walked around casually, but now, I have one more idea......

Kindness?

Meng Yan was waiting for Ding Ning's follow.

"I want to subdue all your martial saints here and be my subordinates and servants!"

Quiet!

The air seemed to fall silent suddenly.

It's as if the surface of the water freezes instantly, and even the ripple marks don't exist, all of them become solid.

He wants to accept the martial saint as a subordinate and a servant?

Not to mention Meng Yan, even Mo Tianxiong was also dumbfounded, he couldn't guess Ding Ning's thoughts before, thinking that Ding Ning might just want to fight with the Martial Saint, who would have thought that his real purpose was to accept the Martial Saint as his junior brother.

This......

Doesn't it mean that he, Mo Tianxiong, is also going to become Ding Ning's subordinate?

Mo Tianxiong's heart instinctively refused, but when he thought of Ding Ning's previous speed, if he didn't agree, would Ding Ning let him go?

For a while, Mo Tianxiong's heart was in chaos.

As for the martial cultivators who slapped themselves, they were also shocked by Ding Ning's non-startling words.

Dare to say that he accepted the martial saint as a servant, and he was a person of the moment.

It's crazy.

However, thinking about it carefully, it seems that from the time Ding Ning opened his mouth to the present, he has been very crazy, this guy is an out-and-out madman.

The arrogant word was printed in the minds of everyone present, and in the hearts of many people, there was already a fixed label for Ding Ning.

That's madness!

After listening to Ding Ning's words, Meng Yan was stunned for a long time, and then burst out laughing.

"You want the Martial Saint to be your subordinate and servant?"

"Do you think I'm him Mo Tianxiong?"

"Do you think I, Meng Yan, will be someone else's subordinate?"

"Boy, do you know that if you're too arrogant, you'll ...... Die...... Person...... of!"

Meng Yan looked at Ding Ning, and said several words in a row, laughing as he spoke, as if he had heard a big joke, and when he said the last sentence, it was a word that popped out, and his expression became hideous.

Faced with Meng Yan's reaction, Ding Ning was not surprised at all.

Because he knows that the other party doesn't think he has this strength, and the solution is very simple.

That is to use a fist to see whose fist is bigger.

"I know you don't believe me, so I've decided to beat you until you cry. Ding Ning spoke slowly, Meng Yan was stunned when he heard it, and then sneered and responded: "Then what if I still don't accept it?"

I saw Ding Ning's eyebrows raised slightly, and said, "It's very simple, then kill it directly!"

(End of chapter)