"What's wrong? Who said I can't come over?" Ning Feiyang asked, "Immortal Jinshan, is it yours?"
"You... are so arrogant." Can restrained his anger and remained calm.
His image in the eyes of everyone is definitely that of a gentleman.
As a high-ranking Saint Realm master, if you compete with an Immortal Emperor Realm cultivator, your price will be too low.
Affect image!
"So what if we're here, you just watched us go in, haha." Can sneered.
"Haha, sister, labor and management are going in, can you stop me?" Ning Feiyang said angrily.
"You..." Can wanted to maintain his image and was no match for Ning Feiyang.
Meng Ling took Mingyue Saint's hand and said with a smile: "How interesting that he is here."
"This guy..." Mingyue Saint didn't know what to say.
Didn't Ning Feiyang bring humiliation to himself by coming here?
"Okay, I can't control you. If you want to get in, you can get in, right?" Can sneered.
"Whether I can go in or not is none of your business." Ning Feiyang said again.
When Master Du heard this, his face was filled with displeasure.
"What's going on?" Can frowned.
"Lord Du, this kid likes to pretend that he is just a cultivator of the Immortal Emperor Realm, but he actually wants to join in." Can's brows furrowed.
"Did I have any trouble with you?" Master Du continued to ask.
Can nodded.
Master Du is very smart and immediately saw something fishy.
"Zan, you disappoint me so much. A mere opponent in the Immortal Emperor Realm humiliates you in front of so many people, but you can't handle it?"
"Don't tell you, the injuries on your body are also caused by him?"
Master Po has poisonous eyes.
"I...were all his friends, the guy with the broken arm. He cut off his own arm and died with me." Can screamed in agony.
Anyone who meets such a person will have a headache.
Broken arm?
"Where are the broken arms?" Lord Po asked.
"It's the one in black. His arm... Hey, something's wrong. How come his arm is fine?" Can rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
"Crane... don't make excuses for yourself." Master Du said, "I won't care about your matter. You can handle it yourself!"
Can was speechless and didn't know how to refute.
"Okay, everyone, get ready, let's go in."
"As I said before, no matter who is inside, they should look after themselves and I won't help them."
Master Du is too lazy to care about these things.
Can was so angry that he really didn't dare to do anything to Ning Feiyang.
Whoosh!
After Master Du finished speaking, he had already gotten in.
The masters from the semi-sacred realm and the holy realm behind also all entered.
Very fast.
"Master Ning, goodbye." Saintess Mingyue waved.
Meng Ling also followed in.
"Boy, I'm going in now. I'm waiting for you. If you have the guts, you can follow me in."
"I want to see how you got in."
After Can finished speaking, he laughed and left.
"You two, go in." Ning Feiyang said.
The two people traveling with him, one was a dark quasi-holy realm puppet, and the other was Ning Feiyang's clone.
Ning Feiyang's cultivation level has improved, and his clone has also improved equally, reaching the semi-saint realm.
It's just that Ning Feiyang's original cultivation level was covered up, but the clone didn't have any cover up.
The two of them passed through each other instantly.
"Hahaha, you two are here too. Your friend Ning Feiyang can't come, right?"
"I'm just telling you, that kid is too crazy and there's no way he could come in."
Can said with a sneer.
"What are you so proud of?" Meng Ling couldn't stand it anymore, "Didn't you just come here? Ning Feiyang's talent is much higher than yours."
"My talent is not low. Besides, if you can't come in, you can't. Stop making excuses." Can continued to mock, "What we are talking about is our current combat effectiveness."
"His talent is high, but his friends cannot follow him all the time."
"Maybe, when will you die?"
The faces of Meng Ling and Mingyue Saint were not very good-looking.
"Let's go." Master Du waved his hand.
Buzz!
And at this moment, another energy came.
Not too strong, but full of energy.
Ning Feiyang!
When everyone saw the shadow settling, their eyes widened involuntarily, with disbelief written all over their faces.
This is incredible.
"Impossible, how did he get in?" Zan opened his mouth wide and said in great surprise.
"Hey, we meet again." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
Can kept shaking his head, as if he had seen a ghost, and questioned: "How could this happen? It's impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
"That's the fact." Ning Feiyang sneered.
Everyone released their auras one after another, checked Ning Feiyang's cultivation level, and found that he had also reached the semi-saint realm.
Not bad at all!
"Master Ning, how has your cultivation... improved?" Saintess Mingyue asked in surprise.
Meng Ling also widened his eyes.
This guy really has a lot of secrets about him.
The other cultivators did not speak, but also pricked up their ears. Even Lord Du, his eyes stayed on Ning Feiyang.
"Speaking of which, I want to thank Can. He was stimulating me outside just now, and I just wanted to improve."
"I have to work hard, I can't be embarrassed. As I think about it, the energy in my body surges, and it just improves."
Ning Feiyang said lightly.
puff!
When Can heard this, he couldn't suppress the sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Too scary.
"You...you're talking nonsense." Zan said through gritted teeth.
"That's the truth, it's up to you whether you believe it or not." Ning Feiyang shrugged.
Of course people didn't believe it.
But how can we explain that Ning Feiyang was able to improve so quickly and stabilize in time?
"You must have been promoted before and deliberately suppressed your cultivation. We didn't notice it." Can yelled.
"Really?" Ning Feiyang smiled.
Saintess Mingyue shook her head and muttered: "It's impossible. How long has it been since the last promotion? When did you get promoted again? This one is unreasonable."
"I admire you very much." Meng Ling said bluntly.
There was a trace of love in his eyes.
Ning Feiyang trembled.
Stop!
Ning Feiyang's goal is Mingyue Saint, to attract her attention and gain her favor.
If Meng Ling falls in love with him, it will be troublesome.
The two are now treated as sisters. If Meng Ling falls in love with Ning Feiyang, there is no guarantee that the Mingyue Saint will not suppress her feelings.
How to complete the task?
"I...I just said it casually." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
"Of course I know you said it casually, but I admire your style." Meng Ling still insisted.
"Me, what's my style?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Meng Ling said with a smile: "Don't you know it yourself? Your style is... you like to pretend."