Infinite Summons: I can dance like a master

Chapter 201: Boss, please help me

Lin Yang stood up fiercely and looked towards the sky, wondering which force came from the Xuantian Realm and what their intentions were.

But it's not a good thing. Lin Yang also knew that the Demon Sect would send Xuantian Realm sooner or later, but he didn't expect such a master to appear so early.

Wen Zhong and others all had solemn expressions on their faces. The seven Meishan monsters all took out their weapons and secretly surrounded Lin Yang. If it was really the Demon Sect Xuantian realm, they would fight to the death to send Lin Yang off the battlefield.

Only Taoist Mosquito silently raised his sword and walked forward to confront the man's momentum.

The figure landed and walked straight towards Lin Yang.

Everyone took a closer look and felt a little relieved. The person who came was wearing southern clothes. It seemed to be the ancestor Xuantian of the southern country. Although he could not deal with it, he would never kill Lin Yang on the front line of Lin Yang's fight against the Demon Sect.

When the man passed by Taoist Mosquito, he took a deep look and nodded secretly, obviously very interested in Taoist Mosquito.

Wen Zhong thought for a moment and thought of the identity of the visitor, then stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "Greetings to Patriarch Nanfeng."

Lin Yang also followed suit and slightly cupped his hands: "Greetings to the ancestors of the Southern Kingdom."

Nanfeng glanced around, his expression full of greed and said: "Haha, I have been in seclusion for hundreds of years. I never thought that this junior from the Demon Suppressing Continent is really promising."

"Especially you, Lord Lin Yang, have secretly formed such a huge army of monks. You are really formidable."

Lin Yang smiled slightly: "Ancestor Nanfeng has given you a compliment. The army of monks is only in the realm of building the foundation elixir, and it is difficult for the ancestors to understand it. The Nanguo has resisted the Demon Sect for many years, but it is actually the ancestor's great reputation."

Lin Yang tried his best to describe the army of monks as ordinary, so as not to be guilty of harboring a treasure.

However, Nanfeng is not so easy to fool. The records of the soldiers are real. Ever since Lin Yang raised his army, Nanguo has fought against the Demon Sect for so many years, but none of them has been as brilliant as Lin Yang's record in just two or three months.

Nanfeng pondered for a moment, as if he was calculating something in his mind, and then he suddenly said: "Master Linyang, you are really rash this time. You have to know that the Demon Sect is so big, and after so many years, there are people like me among them." There are hundreds of Xuantian Realm masters. If there is no Xuantian Realm in your country, reaching this point will be the limit of your Senluo Dynasty."

After saying that, he paused and said, "If most of them hadn't been restrained by the seventh-level dynasties in the Demon Suppression Continent, how could you have been able to penetrate deep into the Demon Sect's hinterland so easily."

"I have received news in the past few days that a large number of Demon Sect masters are rushing back. By then, your army of monks..."

Nanfeng did not continue, because everyone knew the result. If a large number of Xuantian masters from the Demon Sect joined the battlefield, not to mention the army of monks, Lin Yang himself would have to confess that he was in the Demon Sect.

Nan Feng watched Lin Yang lower his head in thought, frowning, very satisfied.

"But, I am here to help you, Senluo Dynasty."

Lin Yang: "Huh?"

He thought that Nanfeng must have a plan when he came, but he didn't expect that Nanfeng would help Lin Yang fight against the Demon Sect.

Lin Yang did not expect the truth of these words. Lin Yang was about to thank him when he heard Nanfeng speak again: "However, our Demon Suppressing Continent has been invaded by demon sects in recent years and suffers from the limited national power of the major empires. If His Majesty Lin Yang If you are willing to hand over your method of promoting ordinary soldiers to monks, we, the Southern Kingdom, will definitely mobilize all the troops from across the country to help the Senluo Dynasty accomplish this unprecedented feat of conquering the Demon Sect. What do you think, His Majesty Lin Yang?"

"Sure enough..." Lin Yang was speechless.

As expected, Nan Feng came to fight Qiu Feng. It turned out that he thought Lin Yang had some magic weapon and secret technique that could produce monks in batches.

However, Nanfeng only guessed half of it right. Lin Yang could improve, but the system's credit at that time had nothing to do with Lin Yang. He couldn't teach Nanfeng even if he wanted to.

What's more, Lin Yang didn't believe Nanfeng's lies. If he really mastered the ability to transform soldiers, Lin Yang would definitely be the first to silence him.

Nanfeng stared at Lin Yang quietly, gradually showing an impatient look.

"Your Majesty Lin Yang, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you willing to save this demon-suppressing continent from water and fire?"

Lin Yang said in his heart: "I'll go, this height has made you rise. Aren't I attacking the Demon Sect now to save the Demon Suppression Continent?"

At that moment, Lin Yang said: "Ancestor Nanfeng, it's not that I don't want to hand it over, it's that only I can master this secret technique, and it will have no effect if others take it."

After Lin Yang finished speaking, he looked up at Nanfeng.

"Hmph!" Nanfeng heard Lin Yang's answer and showed an expression that looked like you were lying to a fool.

"In that case, why don't Your Majesty Lin Yang go to our southern country for now? I want to see if there is anything that Your Majesty Lin Yang can learn that I can't."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the venue immediately became tense.

The old Nanfeng thief will fall out when he says he will.

The Seven Meishan Monsters had already taken out their weapons and surrounded Nanfeng.

However, Nanfeng just looked at everyone with contempt, as if looking at a swarm of ants.

The next moment, Nanfeng disappeared in a flash, and the mosquito Taoist also disappeared at the same time.

Then the two of them appeared in front of Lin Yang at the same time.

As soon as Taoist Mosquito appeared, he thrust out his sword. There was a flash of silver light, as thin as the roar of a mosquito, but it was so fast that even the space faintly trembled.

But Nanfeng only had a flash of admiration in his eyes, and then waved his hand, and the figure of Taoist Mosquito quickly retreated, but was still swept by the wind of his palm and flew back.

There is no way, the level gap is too big, the chance to make a move is already a very talented mosquito Taoist.

The Seven Meishan Monsters shouted violently and took out their weapons one after another.

But Lin Yang was calm and calm, with a slight smile on his lips, and then he said to the sky: "Boss, please help me."

As soon as these words came out, Nanfeng, who was about to reach out to Lin Yang, was startled at first, and then retreated violently.

In Nanfeng's perception just now, there is absolutely no Xuantian realm master around Lin Yang. If according to what Lin Yang said, there is one beside him but Nanfeng cannot sense it, it means that the strength of that person is definitely far superior to Nanfeng.

Therefore, the south wind had to retreat.

Waiting for Nanfeng to fly backwards for a hundred meters, he looked at Lin Yang.

At this time, Lin Yang was also confused and stood there awkwardly.

I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air...

No one showed up at all.

Nanfeng was furious, thinking that he, a dignified master of the Xuantian Realm, the leading combat power in the Demon-Suppressing Continent, was actually fooled around by a kid in his twenties, Lin Yang, and was so frightened that he retreated. This was going to spread to Xuantian. The level of combat power will become the laughing stock of the entire Demon Suppressing Continent.

Thinking of Nanfeng's feet, he used force and flew towards Lin Tian, ​​vowing to catch him.

But Nanfeng never expected that a voice would really come from the field again.

"Nan Feng, how dare you!"

This sound is mixed with a trace of extremely pure dark law. It is impossible for a master of the Xuantian Realm to control the power of the law into the sound with such precision.

Nanfeng had no choice but to retreat towards the rear again.

Lin Yang looked in the direction of the sound and was speechless for a while.

The person who came was Old Man Zheng, the cook of Lin Yang's Imperial Guard. He usually cooked good food and was not rewarded by Young Master Lin Yang, but at this moment, his identity was revealed. This contrast made Lin Yang Lei's appearance burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Old man Zheng was seen holding up his pants and looking at Lin Yang with a sneer on his face.

"Hey, I just went there for a convenience. I didn't expect it to be so lively here."

Lin Yang: ...

south wind:......