"That's great! Brother Ning, I know where Baishan Sect is, I'll take you there!"

Yang Zhiwen looked extremely excited.

Then Ning Qi grabbed Yang Zhiwen with his right hand, held Yang Jingjing with his left hand, and led the way with Yang Zhiwen and headed towards Baishan Sect.

Ning Qi's palm was placed on Yang Jingjing's waist. She could feel a heat coming from above. With a gentle movement of her nose, she smelled a strange fragrance on Ning Qi's body. She subconsciously sucked a few more mouthfuls, and her face turned red immediately. She looked at Ning Qi in fear, and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he did not notice his strangeness.

"This person seems to be about the same age as me, but he is actually a Dou King. Such talent is really rare. If I can become his woman, it would be great..."

"Oh, what am I thinking? How can I become so shameless..."

Yang Jingjing cursed in her heart.

This is like some women on earth. They see a handsome guy who is tall and rich. The key is that they save themselves from the rapist. As long as they are not married, even if they have a boyfriend, they will inevitably have some ideas about the handsome guy. This is human nature.

Not long after, Ning Qi arrived at Baishan Sect.

Among a towering mountain peak, the buildings are looming. Nearby, there are small towns similar to those under Qinglan Sect, but they are much smaller in scale.

Zhang Jing and his subordinates returned to Baishan Sect in a mess. He walked along the way with an extremely ugly expression. The disciples of Baishan Sect who greeted him respectfully but did not receive a response were complaining in their hearts.

"Mr. Zhang has encountered something unpleasant? His face is so bad?"

"Worry, don't make him unhappy."

At this time, a group of people came towards us from the front, leading a middle-aged man with a look similar to Zhang Jing. He was Zhang Baoshan, the current leader of the Baishan Sect, the eight-star fighting master.

Beside him, he followed his eldest son, Zhang Xuan, and the elders of Baishan Sect.

As soon as Zhang Baoshan saw Zhang Jing, his expression immediately became gloomy: "Where have you been? I asked you to take responsibility for the mine vein of Qingyun Sect. Have you gone?"

Zhang Jing looked up and was immediately startled, and said guiltily: "I have sent someone over."

"You don't have to go, I'll leave this mine vein to your elder brother."

Zhang Baoshan said coldly.

A hint of smugness appeared in Zhang Xuan's eyes, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Zhang Jing's mouth.

"What! How can this be done!"

When Zhang Jing heard this, he was furious.

"You can't help this matter. By the way, have the remnants of Qingyun Sect cleaned up?"

Zhang Baoshan glanced at Zhang Jing coldly and asked again.

As soon as Zhang Baoshan mentioned this, a hint of fear flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes. Seeing this, Zhang Baoshan immediately shouted: "Did you clean it up? If you have something to say, don't hesitate!"

Zhang Jing whispered: "I originally invited the Leopard Head to clean it up. Even if I was discovered, others would not contact our Baishan Sect. However, just now, a guy suddenly meddled with other people's business and killed Leopard Head."

"The leopard head was killed? What kind of cultivation is that person?"

Everyone was startled and Zhang Baoshan asked in a deep voice.

"I guess it's a great fighter..."

Zhang Jing whispered.

"Is this person related to Qingyun Sect?"

Zhang Baoshan gradually frowned. The place is remote and there is no rich resources. Not to mention the great fighter, even the peak fighter will leave here to find other ways out. If a great fighter takes action to intervene, I am afraid that Baishan Sect will not be able to solve this problem.

"It shouldn't be..."

Zhang Jing didn't dare to say that it was because he had kidnapped Yang Jingjing that attracted Brother Qi and that guy to catch up. Otherwise, Zhang Baoshan would know that he might have been punished to go into the back mountain to face the wall for three years.

"That might be the person passing by..."

Zhang Baoshan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sect Master, look, someone is flying over! It's the King of Dou!"

An elder pointed at the three little black dots in the sky in horror and said.

When Zhang Baoshan heard this, he looked up and his face suddenly froze.

"It's him? How could he be the King of Dou? Why did he chase him and he turned against his word!"

As soon as Zhang Jing looked up, his face became extremely frightened, and he subconsciously hid behind Zhang Baoshan.

King of Fighting!

In this world, it is really a legendary existence for them. On weekdays, you can only occasionally see someone flying by in the sky, but you have never seen their true face.

When Ning Qi brought Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingwen, Yang Jingjing fell in front of everyone, and everyone was even more shocked when they saw Ning Qi's appearance! Such a young Dou King! Are all the people outside so scary?

Zhang Baoshan bowed calmly and said, "Senior, I wonder what advice do you have when I come to Baishan Sect?"

"Zhang Jing, why are you hiding? I can see you."

Ning Qi ignored Zhang Baoshan and sneered at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing walked out of the crowd behind with an ugly expression and said to Ning Qi: "Didn't you agree to let me go!"

"I did let you go, otherwise why would you be here now?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Yang Zhiwen and his sister stared at Zhang Jing angrily.

"This Dou King actually knows Young Master Zhang Jing?"

"It seems that there is still a grudge between them!"

"No wonder Zhang Jing's face was so bad just now and hesitated. What kind of enemy did he provoke for our sect!"

The group of elders behind Zhang Baoshan stared at Zhang Jing in shock and anger.

"Your Excellency, if you have any offense, I'll apologize to you for him. Why not go to the palace to have a cup of tea? "

Zhang Baoshan looked not very good-looking, so he said with a tough bullet.

Ning Qi smiled and said, "There is no need to drink tea. These two are disciples of Qingyun Sect, my friend. I heard that you beat Qingyun Sect to pieces. Today I will come here to ask for an explanation."

"Qingyun Sect..."

Zhang Baoshan showed a bitter smile and regret on his face, and he growled in his heart: Why does Qingyun Sect have something to do with the King of Fighting! Why have you never heard of it before!

"Your Excellency, I..."

Zhang Baoshan was about to speak and stabilize Ning Qi.

Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron fighting came not far away.

Ning Qi looked up and saw several disciples wearing Baishan Sect's clothes, holding leather whips in their hands, driving a group of people. They were dressed in rags and thin as dry wood, including men and women, old men and children, and were chained together by iron chains. The group of people seemed like walking corpses, with no life on their faces.

Suddenly, a child who looked seven or eight years old fainted and immediately slowed down his travel speed.

"Get up quickly, don't pretend to be dead!"
Chapter completed!