"..." Yu Honglin opened his mouth to say a few more words, but then thought about it and closed his mouth again.
Bang!
After a while, there was a muffled sound from the stairs, and then Zhuihun rolled down the stairs, collapsed on the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Huh?!" Ling Hao's pupils shrank slightly.
Xuan Pang cursed and rushed over: "Boss Soul Chaser, are you okay?"
"It's okay!" After Zhuihun got up from the ground, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked towards the direction of the stairs.
Then, only seven or eight men and women were seen walking out of the stairs, all dressed in Taoist robes.
The leader was a gray-robed man of about thirty-five years old, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a majestic weapon, and no expression on his face.
Following him was a man in white robes in his thirties, with handsome features, fair skin, slightly raised corners of his mouth, and a feminine aura exuding from his whole body.
"A mere governor of the Shadow Sect dares to come here to show off his power. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!" The man in white robe looked at Zhuihun and sneered.
"Tai, let me teach you how to write the word "death"!" Xuan Pang said solemnly, took two steps forward, and swept away with the wind of his palm.
"Xuan Pang, be careful, he is at the Emperor level!" Zhuihun shouted.
"Seeking death!" The man in white robe coldly snorted and also blasted out a strong wind.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
A loud noise was heard, and Xuan Pang and the other party were knocked back seven or eight steps at the same time, and all the tiles under their feet were shattered.
"Huh?!" The man in gray robe on the other side said in surprise.
"You have some three-legged cat kung fu!" The man in the white robe shook his sore arm, looked at Xuan Pang and said: "Where did you come from, fat man? I think you are impatient with life, right?"
"Idiot!" Xuan Pang replied coldly: "You want to die so much, I will help you!"
While speaking, the aura of the newly formed Emperor Realm burst out, and he raised his hand to attack again.
"Xuan Pang, chase the soul, come back!" Ling Hao said.
"Copy that!" Xuan and Fatty responded, then turned and walked back to Ling Hao.
"Master Li!" Yu Liyun, the eldest lady of the Yu family, walked quickly towards the man in gray robe.
Yu Honglin also followed suit and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Li, I'm really sorry for disturbing your meal!"
"Are you okay?" The gray-robed man named Li Zeheng glanced at the eldest lady of the Yu family.
"Thank you Mr. Li for your concern, I'm fine!" Yu Liyun shook her head in response.
"It's okay!" Li Zeheng said calmly, and then walked towards Ling Hao's direction.
"If your guess is correct, this should be the famous Xiwang Lingshuai, right?" After a while, he walked to the center of the hall and looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"What's your name?" Ling Hao ignored Li Zeheng and looked at the man in white robes and asked.
"Huh?!" Li Zeheng saw that Ling Hao was ignoring him, and a cold feeling spread from him.
Given his status and status, this is the first time he has experienced something like this!
"I, He Yixiang, have met the Western King Ling Shuai!" The man in white robe looked at Ling Hao with a half-smile and said.
"So it's you?" Upon hearing the other party's name, Xuan Pang smacked his lips and said.
