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　　He also picked up many disciples by himself and uttered wild words?

　　"Go, go back."

　　After a sneer, Ning Beichen pulled the little junior sister who didn't know her name.

　　He stepped onto the back of the old cow and said lightly.

　　"Get off!!"

　　"Grandpa Niu, I am a great demon that can reach the sky and can be ridden by your kid?"

　　When he realized that Ning Beichen was standing on his back, Lao Niu was furious, turned his head and stared at those big eyes, staring at him stubbornly.

　　If you can't go on, let's fight first and then talk about the stance.

　　"To shut up."

　　Seeing Lao Niu's reaction, Ning Beichen waved his right hand, and a ray of light flashed.

　　A sharp sword hangs between Lao Niu's legs again, exuding a cold, sharp cold breath, making Lao Niu's legs involuntarily tighten.

　　Gollum.

　　Feeling the cold breath, Old New suddenly closed his mouth and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

　　This damn boy threatens himself with Grandpa Niu's calf head every day! !

　　Sooner or later, he will be castrated and let him know why Grandpa Niu is your Grandpa Niu! !

　　(Big guys, ask for flowers!! Ask for comments!!).

Chapter 12

　　Heavenly Cang Holy Land, in the martial arts field.

　　At this time, the Holy Son of Xuanheng Holy Land, Kang Mengou, was standing on the field with a proud look on his face.

　　Looking at the disciples of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land who had been stunned by his own move, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　waste! !

　　In this holy land, the disciples are so unbearable, and they are still top forces?

　　These people, who can't even take one of his moves, how can they be qualified to become disciples of the Holy Land?

　　"It's such a big holy place that I can't even find an opponent. It really is some waste."

　　After thinking about it, Kang Mengou looked around and found that no one wanted to challenge again, so he laughed out loud.

　　There was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

　　All the disciples of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land he saw blushed, bowed their heads in shame, and did not dare to look at them.

　　"waste."

　　Seeing this scene, Kang Mengou, who laughed out loud, cursed again with disdain.

　　Arrogant attitude, arrogant! !

　　"Cough, don't be complacent, if it wasn't for our Holy Son and all the brothers in the sky, how could you be so arrogant!!"

　　At this time, a disciple who came to the stage and was blasted down with a single move, saw Kang Mengou so arrogant, and couldn't help but blushed and said something.

　　"Yes, that's right, if all the brothers and sisters were here, how could you be so presumptuous here!!"

　　"If our Holy Son is here, you can be suppressed with one palm, and you can be so arrogant??"

　　"What kind of ability is it to defeat us? If you have the ability, you can go to the brothers and sisters on the Heavenly List in my Holy Land!!"

　　As soon as these words came out, many disciples immediately agreed, all of them looked at Kang Mengou with a flushed face and said angrily.

　　Heaven list?

　　Son?

　　Hearing these words, Kang Mengou looked at the many disciples with disdain. Is there a Holy Son in Heavenly Cang Holy Land?

　　Why has he never heard of it?

　　There is also this list, which I have never heard of, these wastes actually want to save their own face with this illusory, never-existing thing?

　　"Jie Jie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the villain has a strong personality, I don't know how to measure it, and I hurt the disciples of the Holy Land. I hope Sect Leader Mo doesn't blame it."

　　Not far away, several figures stood in a splendid hall, and their eyes passed through the layers of space and looked at the martial arts field.

　　An old man with a gloomy complexion couldn't help showing an astonishingly creepy smile when he saw Kang Mengou defeat the many disciples of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land with one move.

　　However, in the words of apology, all of them had the meaning of showing off their power.

　　"No problem."

　　Hearing that, beside this old man, a middle-aged man who stood tall and stalwart, with a breath like that monstrous wave, raised his eyebrows.

　　He spoke silently.

　　There was no trace of it at all, the angry look that the old man imagined.

　　"Ok?"

　　Seeing Mo Yandao's reaction, the old man couldn't help but look stunned.

　　Should not be! !

　　Based on his understanding of Mo Yandao for tens of thousands of years, shouldn't this guy be furious and scolded at this time?

　　Why is he so calm and calm, with no trace of anger at all?

　　Could it be that the so-called Holy Son, the Heavenly List, is true?

　　Thinking of this, the old man's face became gloomy again, and his face was gloomy and uncertain.

　　The fact that Ning Beichen was accepted as a disciple by Mo Yandao and became the Holy Son of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land has not been spread out, except for the people in the Holy Land.

　　No one knows! !

　　And the so-called Tianbang is also something that Ning Beichen tinkered with when he was bored.

　　The disciples in the Heavenly List are [email protected]@ej, all of them are the top-notch group in the Holy Land, and each is tyrannical.

　　In the same way, this matter is only known to the people of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land.

　　"Not to mention that there is no Holy Son in your Heavenly Holy Land. Even if there is, if he dares to come out, this Holy Son can step on him."

　　Seeing the disciples of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land who were smashed off the stage by themselves, they were still unconvinced and their faces were flushed.

　　Kang Mengou was already arrogant, and he became even more arrogant. He shouted arrogant words, and the disciples in the audience were all gnashing their teeth.

　　If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't beat him, and they couldn't let go of their faces, they would have already swarmed up.

　　Beat this guy who made a big deal so he didn't even know him.

　　"Moo!!"

　　"Boy, he said he was going to step on you, hahaha, he really doesn't know what to do."

　　Just when the disciples of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land couldn't help but want to scold a few more words, a terrifying demonic energy descended from the sky in vain.

　　The originally clear, cloudless sky turned dark after this demonic energy descended.

　　"Is this the Green Bull Demon Saint?"

　　"Very good, this Green Bull Demon Saint is the mount of the Holy Son. Since it has appeared, it means that the Holy Son is back?"

　　"Hahaha, you utter nonsense, our holy son is back!!"

　　Seeing this scene and the loud laughter that was like rolling thunder, many disciples of the Heavenly Cang Holy Land instantly became excited.

　　When I looked up, I saw a gigantic, terrifying green ox, slowly falling from the sky above the sky.

　　On the back of the cow, there are two figures, one big and one small, and they are their holy sons! !

　　boom! !

　　Under everyone's attention, the old cow came with Ning Beichen and the little girl on his back.

　　Carrying a powerful coercion, he landed on the martial arts field.

　　"Hey, kid."

　　"Your grandfather and me, when did you become the mount of your holy son?"

　　Just after Ning Beichen pulled the unknown little junior sister and got off the old cow's back.

　　Lao Niu stared at those big eyes, staring at the disciple who just said that he was the mount of Ning Beichen.

　　Seeing that disciple in a cold sweat, I was terrified.

　　Only then did he withdraw his gaze, and scolded in a loud voice like Honglei: "If you talk about the calf again, believe it or not, I will kill you with a corner of your grandfather?"

　　"No no no..."

　　Seeing that Lao Niu turned his gaze, all the disciples of the Heavenly Cang Sacred Land hurriedly spoke up and echoed in fear.

　　However, although they agreed on the surface, many disciples silently complained in their hearts.

　　They've all been ridden back, isn't this a mount?

　　What about making a fuss?

　　"You said just now that as long as I come out, you will trample me under your feet?"

　　Ignoring the old bull who bullied his disciples, Ning Beichen stepped onto the field in one step since he appeared.

　　Looking at this, the Holy Son of Xuanheng Holy Land, who looked a little embarrassed, said coldly: "Now that I am here, how are you going to step on it?"

　　boom--!

　　As soon as the voice fell, Ning Beichen's terrifying aura that could no longer be added completely burst out. .

Chapter 13