The disciples immediately looked around and their bodies were tense.

He was able to sneak into the island silently, and this was definitely not an ordinary master.

They raised their vigilance.

Some disciples also had their eyes lit up and were extremely excited.

This is a rare opportunity to show his face. If you deal with him, you will be dazzling among your fellow disciples.

As soon as this thought happened, some people stood there, looked around with caution, and the protective energy flowed endlessly.

Some people start to float around and look for Leng Fei.

"He is on the tree in the martial arts training ground!" Ning Changbo's voice sounded from the sky.

The disciples on the martial arts training ground looked around.

The disciples who were in the distance rushed to the martial arts training ground.

Leng Fei lay on the treetops and felt something was wrong when he heard Ning Changbo's voice.

I originally wanted to have a glimpse of the martial arts of the Yaohai Sect so that I can deal with it in the future.

The Yaohai Sect could not move the void, but his dragon scales and dragon culture cooperated, and it turned into impossible, but the void was moved over.

Seeing these disciples' cultivation, he was a little disappointed. The moves were indeed not exquisite, and the key was the operation of internal energy.

Obviously, the power of these martial arts lies in the internal force transfer, and we can find subtle and mysterious things from the inside, rather than from the outside.

As soon as Ning Changbo's voice sounded, he suddenly felt the hairs all over his body standing up, like falling into an ice cellar, almost making him froze.

This is caused by a strong threat, like a man standing in front of a rolling herd of horses, or like standing in front of a tiger.

The dragon scales in his sleeve lit up and disappeared on the island the next moment.

The disciples of Yaohai Sect rushed to the martial arts training ground, and in the blink of an eye surrounded the martial arts training ground, and could not pour water into it.

No matter how great his ability is, he will not escape. No matter how good his light skills are, it is not about moving in the void. If he cannot move in the sect, even the sect leader will not be able to do it.

"No!"

"No!"

The disciples searched without giving up.

"Elder Ning!" Someone called out loudly.

Ning Changbo came to the crowd and looked up at a tree.

What he saw was the tree just now, and he remembered every tree next to the martial arts training ground.

"Senior Brother Ning, where is he?" a middle-aged man with a red face said in a deep voice.

Ning Changbo glanced at him and shook his head.

"Is it accurate?" the man with a red face frowned and said, "Isn't it just a joke to play with us?"

"Shut up!" Ning Changbo said coldly: "Can I make this joke?"

"Then where is he?" the blushing man said dissatisfied: "This mobilized all the troops. If he still couldn't catch him, that would be..."

"Shut up!" Ning Changbo shouted in a deep voice.

He floated on the tree, snatched it with his left hand, and sent it between his mouth and nose, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The man with a red face curled his lips and disagreed. He thought that Ning Changbo was pretending and must have escaped.

He knew that Ning Changbo would not make this joke, but just wanted to lose Ning Changbo's face, which would make him more embarrassing and imperfect his majesty.

Ning Changbo's face turned gloomy, and his eyes suddenly burst into blue light. The blue light condensed but did not dissipate, and swung toward all directions.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, his eyes returned to normal, his face pale as paper, and he said coldly: "Escape!"

"He won't escape from the island, right?" the middle-aged man with a blushing face snorted: "How did he escape?"

Ning Changbo glared at him coldly, lowered his eyes slightly to ponder.

He was very curious about how Leng Fei sneaked in, and even more curious about how he escaped. So many people and so two eyes were all extremely sharp, but he didn't even see him!

He could conclude that when he called Po, Leng Fei was still here, and he left after he called Po.

He couldn't figure it out.

If it were yourself, it would be impossible for you to escape the eyes of so many people, covering almost all areas.

He shook his head.

The middle-aged man with a red face smiled and said, "Senior Brother Ning, it seems that he can only forget it?"

"He has escaped." Ning Changbo said coldly: "So what if it doesn't count? Let's go with your own things, be wary, he might come back when he will!"

"Yes." Everyone responded weakly.

They were angry, holding back their anger, and hated Leng Fei. This was to hit all the disciples of the Yaohai Sect in the face!

The middle-aged man with red face said, "Senior Brother Ning, you shouldn't have called him. Come over secretly, he may not be able to escape."

"It's not your turn to comment on what I do!" Ning Changbo snorted, turned around and left.

The middle-aged man with a red face hurriedly followed: "I can't make any suggestions? If I didn't shout this time, I might have taken him down now!"

"Take him down?" Ning Changbo stopped suddenly and glanced at him sideways: "Just you?"

"Although I'm not talented, it should be no problem." The middle-aged man said proudly with a red face.

"I can't take it down, can you take it down?" Ning Changbo laughed and said disdainfully: "Junior Brother Jiang, go back and look in the mirror and see what he is like!"

He no longer paid attention to the red-faced middle-aged man, floated out of the island, stood on the sea ten miles away to sense it.

The blue light shot out of the eye socket again, shining towards the void.

Unfortunately, it's useless.

He gritted his teeth and took out the last remaining green bead.

"Forget it." As he sighed, an old man with white beards stood in front of him, looked at the green beads, and shook his head and said, "Please keep this bead."

"Uncle Master..." Ning Changbo showed a shameful look: "I'm losing my face in Yaohai Sect!"

The white-eyed and white-haired old man smiled: "There is no invincible martial arts in the world, nor is there an invincible sect. Yaohai Sect is not the best in the world, how can it be invincible all the time?"

"But..." Ning Changbo gritted his teeth: "I am really unwilling to let an unknown junior come and go so easily!"

"This child's methods are strange, and his inheritance is strange." The white-eyed and white-haired old man shook his head gently: "Ignore him."

Ning Changbo is puzzled.

The white-eyed and white-haired man said, "Go to the Zhanling Sect and tell them, let the Zhanling Sect deal with him."

"Ah—?" Ning Changbo said in a daze: "But..."

"If the Lingzhang Sect can kill him, it would be better if he can't kill him, then it's not just us who are embarrassed." The white-eyed and white-haired old man smiled amiably.

"...It's because of the master's skills!" Ning Changbo smiled, then frowned again.

"You still can't pass your own level, right?" the old man smiled.

"I'm really unwilling to stop him if I don't kill him myself!" Ning Changbo sighed.

The old man shook his head gently: "You don't admit it yet, and the one thing you dare not face is that you are not his opponent."

Ning Changbo smiled bitterly.

"So young and so cultivating," the old man shook his head and sighed: "This is only available to the top disciples of the sects. I'm afraid he was born from those sects."

"Yes, uncle, I'll go and kill the Ling Sect right away!" Ning Changbo said in a deep voice.

The old man waved his hand and disappeared in a flash.

Ning Changbo gritted his teeth and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he had already appeared outside a valley, and respectfully clasped his fists and said, "Yaohai Zongning greeted me at Changbo."

The valley was silent and no one paid attention to it.

Ning Changbo said loudly: "I have seen a young man who practiced the spirit-killing sword below, but he is not a disciple of the noble sect. I came to ask for advice."

"Please come in." A melodious voice floated from the clouds.

"Thank you." Ning Changbo clasped his fists, walked slowly closer to the valley, and slowly entered forward. His eyes suddenly lit up, but there were layers of terraces.

Every terrace is green, and the entire valley is filled with simplicity and leisure, without the feeling of a martial arts sect.

ps: Updated.
Chapter completed!