"If you come with me, they will survive!" The old man pointed at Lu Yue and the others: "Otherwise, you and them will both die!"
"Fuck! Are you people from Dongyuan Kingdom the same idiots?" Zhuihun cursed.
call out!
Before Zhuihun could finish his words, a wisp of finger wind shot out from the old man's hand, making a subtle sound of breaking wind.
"Chasing the soul, be careful!" Lu Yue said in a deep voice, took two steps forward, flipped his wrist at the same time, and held the sword horizontally in front of his chest.
Bang!
A seemingly random wisp of wind hit Lu Yue's sword like a high-pressure air wave, making a crisp sound.
Lu Yue immediately stepped back a dozen steps, leaving a series of deep footprints on the hard mountain ground, and the aura on his body was slightly disordered.
A random wisp of wind could push Lu Yue back so far. The skill of the person who came here is self-evident!
"This is just a warning. If you can't control your mouth anymore, you will die!" The old man then looked at Zhuihun and said coldly.
"Tai, you are riding a horse..." Zhuihun naturally would not be intimidated by him and continued to speak.
"Chasing the soul!" Ling Hao stopped, his face slightly solemn.
He can sense the opponent's cultivation level, and he has the strength to step into the fourth-grade supreme realm with half a foot!
He didn't expect that Dongyuan Kingdom would send all old monsters of this level to Kunlun Mountain.
"How about it, King Xi, do you want to come with me or die here with them?" The old man looked at Ling Hao with sharp eyes and continued to speak.
"I advise you not to take any chances and hope that someone will come to save you!"
"Today, there are not more than a thousand but hundreds of strong men lurking in Kunlun Mountain. Those old guys in your capital are busy dealing with other people and have no time to care about your life or death!"
"Haha, is that right?" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and continued: "You seem to be very confident in yourself?"
"Killing you is enough!" the old man replied with four words.
"Let's not talk about whether you can kill me!" Ling Hao said calmly: "Aren't you worried because your actions today will make your country pay a heavy price?"
"Then it's not something you have to worry about." The old man stood up from the stone as he spoke: "Moreover, what you should worry about is not our Dongyuan Kingdom, but your Daxia Kingdom itself."
Having said this, he glanced at Lu Yue and others: "If your guess is correct, the commanders-in-chief of the four borders of Daxia, the southeast, northwest, and except for the northern border, are all here, right?"
Judging from what he meant, it was obvious that Bai Hu had not yet known that Bai Hu had been promoted to the post of Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Territory.
"Wrong guess!" Ling Hao smiled: "Not the three realms, but the commanders of the four realms are here!"
"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment and then continued: "Haha, you seem to be very relieved about your border army. I quite admire your courage!"
"What you will admire is yet to come!" Ling Hao smiled again: "With your skills, you should have some status in Dongyuan Country. Sign up for it!"
"It's okay to tell you!" The old man responded in a deep voice: "Dongyuan Kingdom, Cui Zhisheng!"
"Huh?" Before Ling Hao could respond, Lu Yue frowned slightly: "Dongyuan Country is really capable. They sent an old guy like you here!"
"Have you heard of him?" Ling Hao looked at Lu Yue and asked, "Who is he?"
"The brother of the leader of Dongyuan Kingdom!" Lu Yue nodded in response: "It is said that he is also the strongest martial artist in Dongyuan Kingdom!"
"Oh?" Ling Hao raised his eyebrows.
"Brother, are you sure?" Qinglong asked after being stunned.
A look of solemnity also appeared on the faces of Lu Yue and others.
Although they couldn't sense each other's cultivation level, since the other party was the most powerful person in Dongyuan Kingdom, they naturally wouldn't be any worse.
Moreover, it can be seen from the move he just used to repel Lu Yue with just a wisp of wind from his finger.
