Several people turned to look together and saw two more people in front of them. They were dressed in white and looked somewhat similar.
One of them is an old acquaintance, the former Feng Wuhen.
The other one looked older, and his aura was so powerful that he was a strong man in the Mahayana stage. He was the one who killed the two-headed lion just now.
In terms of appearance, this man is somewhat handsome, but his face is full of frivolity. At this moment, he is looking at Nalan Yujia and the others with a look of amazement on his face.
"She is pure and pure, charming and enchanting, and has a heroic appearance. She is really fat and thin, each with her own strengths!"
He kept looking at Lu Xueman and the others, and a look of surprise flashed across their faces every time he looked at them.
Jiang Fangzhou suddenly became unhappy. This was his sister-in-law, so no one could judge her at will.
"Hey, who are you? Who asked you to come here and make irresponsible remarks?
Leave quickly, you are not welcome here."
Although the other party helped a little bit just now, he didn't take it seriously, after all, two seventh-level monsters are nothing, and anyone here can deal with them."
The man ignored Jiang Fangzhou, but looked at Hu Yaoyao and others and cupped their hands, acting like a humble gentleman.
"My amorous swordsman Feng Boli has met all of you."
On the contrary, Feng Wuhen behind him glared at Jiang Fangzhou: "Boy, please be more polite. Do you know who this is? This is my second uncle, a strong man in the middle stage of Mahayana!"
He looked arrogant as he spoke. The reason why he did not form a team with the people from Kamikaze Valley this time was because his second uncle had extremely strong cultivation and had reached the middle stage of Mahayana, crushing other strong men in their sect.
In the middle stage of Mahayana, whether in their Nine-Star Sect or in Kunlun Continent, they are respected wherever they are.
And he also knows the strength of Ye Bufan and others, the strongest is Dongxu Peak.
I felt that exposing my second uncle’s cultivation level would make these people tremble with fear, which would help me save my face from my previous failure.
But the fact was completely opposite to what he thought. Jiang Fangzhou glanced disdainfully and said, "Isn't it the middle stage of Mahayana? What's so great about it? My eldest brother just killed two of them."
Feng Wuhen was immediately furious. He didn't know that Jiang Fangzhou was telling the truth and thought that the other party was talking nonsense.
"Boy, you are not ashamed of your words. Who do you think you are in the middle stage of Mahayana? A fly? Just slap him to death!"
"Wuhen, don't argue with this kind of thing, why should you take it seriously if you just say it happily?"
Feng Boli obviously didn't take Jiang Fangzhou's words to heart. He pretended to be generous and said something. Then he put on a posture that he thought was very handsome and looked at Nalan Yujia and the others.
"There are some pretty girls, how about we make friends?"
Hu Yaoyao showed a charming smile and said, "I said, uncle, don't you need to go home to see your grandson? Isn't it inappropriate for you to go out and flirt with girls at your age?"
"Well……"
Feng Boli's expression was stagnant. In terms of actual age, he is already over eighty this year, but as a cultivator, it is not obvious from his appearance. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is around thirty years old at most.
He usually prides himself on being handsome and handsome, but he didn't expect that he would be singled out in public now.
"Girl, what you said is wrong. Although I am a little older, I am only a little older."
Feng Boli was also an old man, and he quickly regained his composure.
"Besides, being older also has its advantages. With my cultivation and strength, I can take several girls directly to the seventh floor, no, even to the eighth floor."
He knew very well what was most attractive to female monks, the first was cultivation resources, and the second was reputation.
If you could take these women in front of you to the eighth floor of the Ten-Story Babel Tower, it would definitely be an irresistible temptation for them.
Ye Bufan couldn't help but laugh after hearing what he said. It seemed that this place was similar to the one on earth, and the routines for flirting with girls were basically the same.
When he heard someone laughing at him, Feng Boli's expression darkened: "Boy, what are you laughing at?"
Ye Bufan smiled and said: "I laughed at you for being too reserved. Since you are bragging, why not brag a little louder? Isn't it a good idea to go directly to the tenth floor? Anyway, you are bragging and there is no need to live up to it."
Feng Boli was furious: "Boy, are you laughing at me?"
Ye Bufan smiled jokingly: "Why, isn't it? Do you want us to make a bet? If you can't reach the eighth floor, you can cut it yourself and go into the palace to serve the emperor. Do you dare to bet?"
"you……"
Feng Boli's face turned red, but he didn't dare to say anything.
How can this guy have the confidence to go to the eighth floor? He was just bragging about it to pick up girls.
Since the opening of the Tenth-Story Babel Tower, only one person has been up there. He doesn't think he can be the second person, let alone make this bet in public.
"What, are you scared? Since you don't have the ability, don't run out and embarrass yourself."
After speaking, Ye Bufan waved to everyone, "Okay, let's go."
After saying that, he led Leng Qingqiu and his group to continue walking forward, looking for the entrance to the fifth floor.
"Damn boy!"
Feng Boli gritted his teeth in hatred. If it wasn't for the sake of maintaining his image in front of these women, he would have wanted to go up and slap him to death.
"Second uncle, with your cultivation level, there is no need to be angry with that boy."
Feng Wuhen stepped forward and said, "If you have taken a fancy to those women, it's actually very simple. Just show your strength and they will naturally know which one is higher and which one is lower.
Although the boy named Ye claims to be very good at martial arts, his cultivation level is at the middle stage of Dongxu at best. Even if he has some special methods to advance to the early stage of Mahayana, he is still incomparable with his second uncle."
Although he had seen Ye Bufan's strength in the ring, he always felt that the opponent was only at the Dongxu stage and could not reach the Mahayana stage.
The reason why he is so powerful must be that he used some kind of secret method like Baili Hongjun and gained the power of the early Mahayana in a short period of time.
But this thing can only be used temporarily, and it costs a lot, and it definitely cannot be regarded as one's own cultivation.
"That makes sense. In the world of cultivation, strength always determines everything."
Feng Boli nodded. The reason why he was called the Passionate Swordsman was because he couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman.
Unlike the romantic double swords, he doesn't like to use force, but prefers to conquer the opponent with his own charm.
"In this case, we will go to the front and remove all obstacles for them. Then these women will naturally see how powerful I am."
After saying this, Feng Boli strode forward and chased after Ye Bufan and others.
Feng Wuhen followed closely behind. The reason why he flirted with Feng Boli was partly to please his second uncle, but partly also to make Ye Bufan look good.
At this moment, he secretly sneered in his heart, although I am not your opponent, I can let others take your woman away, and then it will be up to you where you will put your face!
