"This is the person I am here for!" King Yanwu pondered for a moment and asked solemnly: "Old drunkard, were you responsible for those assassins?"
Before the white-haired old man could turn around, he shook his head in denial. With the strength of the old drunkard, how could he be allowed to escape if he took action? Then who would do it...
"I didn't expect that this kid is so famous that he could catch your eye!" The white-haired old man said in surprise, and then said disdainfully: "I have heard about the assassin, but what does that have to do with me? You don't have any.
Take action, how could I take action!"
King Yan Wu nodded and said in deep thought: "This son's identity has huge implications. No matter what your purpose is in taking him away, I advise you to keep him!"
"What is his identity?" The white-haired old man looked back at Li Ziyun in surprise, then opened his eyes and said angrily: "Old Ghost Yan, are you threatening me?"
"You can think so!" King Yanwu said calmly.
"This is really unreasonable! Do you think that after practicing the Purple Flame Divine Art, you will be truly invincible?" The white-haired old man blew his beard angrily and glared.
King Yanwu rolled up his sleeves and said unceremoniously: "Although I dare not admit that I am invincible, I am more than enough to deal with you!"
"Okay! If I don't treat you well -" the white-haired old man was so angry that he wanted to slap him!
"I would like to see who is repairing whom?" King Yanwu also got angry——
The two people refused to give in to each other, their eyes met each other, their eyes shining brightly.
The surrounding air seemed to be turbulent. A flying pigeon flew in from the outside and rashly broke into the space between the two people. After fluttering its wings, it seemed to be frozen for an instant. The whole body became stiff, and then fell to the feet and melted.
For a piece of dust.
A fluctuating air wave that seemed visible to the naked eye spread around the two people. The house under their feet collapsed in the wave and turned into a pile of fragmented ruins. The smoke and dust in the sky swirled around the two people's bodies, like a big whirlpool.
Like...
The two people in the center of the ruins were spotless, still standing there in bright clothes, still maintaining a tit-for-tat attitude...
"Hahahaha——" The two hostile people suddenly looked at each other and laughed...
"Old ghost Yan, compared to me, you are still a bit young!" the white-haired old man laughed.
King Yan Wu said tit for tat: "Old drunkard, you are already old!"
"I am young and strong, and I am still waiting for you to sing and drink after you are buried -" the white-haired old man said with a smile.
King Yanwu smiled and said: "You are old when you are old. This is no longer the era you are in. I advise you to find a place to bury yourself, so that your descendants can pay their respects to you, so as not to lose your life in the future!"
But he suddenly remembered something Li Ziyun said, and he just happened to borrow it now.
"I am very confident. At least in your lifetime, you can never surpass me. Don't think that you are truly invincible after practicing the Purple Flame Magic!" the white-haired old man countered.
"That's what I think!" King Yan Wu replied firmly, then his eyes moved slightly, and he pointed at Li Ziyun and said: "Old drunkard, I remind you for the last time, leave him here, you go! Either,
Both of them stay—"
The white-haired old man glared at King Yanwu angrily, but suddenly he smiled, raised Li Ziyun with both hands, threw it to King Yanwu, and said with a smile: "Here you go!"
