However, what they faced this time was not the two useless people, Liang Ruolan and Zhong Wanying, but one of the eighteen envoys of Changsun Luocang Wuji Holy Heaven, who were the oldest and most experienced. Although these eighteen envoys
It is difficult for outsiders to judge the strength of the King of the King, but based on his age and qualifications, he will never be much worse.
Seeing this sword that Gu Fenghua and others had thought to themselves, Changsun Luocang just smiled contemptuously and slapped him with another palm.
This palm seemed so light, as if she was waving her clothes, but a series of qi rays rolled out, and the sound of thunder in the sky suddenly became quiet. The sword that gathered the mind was also overshadowed and filled it with it.
The holy energy quickly melted between heaven and earth.
Lord, this is the strength of Lord!
Gu Fenghua and his men's hearts had already sunk into the ice valley. It was so strong that even Ye Yunji arrived, he would probably not be able to resist such a palm.
"At such an old age, do you feel embarrassed to bully a few younger generations?" At this moment, an old voice full of sarcasm sounded.
Then, a clear and energetic figure appeared in front of several people out of thin air, and also swung out one palm and slapped at Changsun Luocang.
"Boom!" The two palms met, and a loud noise like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked in my ears.
The air flow was shot out, and a mud pit of half a meter deep and five meters in diameter was blasted out on the ground, and the splashing soil and gravel covered the sky and the sun!
Gu Fenghua and his friends were also shocked to fly backwards again, but fortunately, when the old man appeared, they had condensed the holy energy shield again, but were not injured.
After a few breaths, Changsun Luocang and the old man waved their sleeves at the same time, and the soil and gravel in the air dissipated with the wind.
Gu Fenghua and his friends saw Changsun Luocang's old and proud face again, but at this time, his face no longer had the previous pride, but was filled with surprise and solemnity.
"It's you, you are not dead yet, and you have such cultivation!" He looked at the other party calmly, and after a while of silence, his eyes slightly condensed and said in a deep voice.
"You shouldn't have let me leave alive back then." The old man with a clear body said indifferently on the opposite side.
Unfortunately, standing behind him, Gu Fenghua and his friends could only see his background, not see his expression, nor did they know who the person who rescued him at this critical moment.
"Yes, if you knew you could live to this day, you shouldn't have let you leave." Changsun Luocang said with emotion.
"Maybe, there is still a chance today." The old man with a clear body smiled contemptuously and raised his palm again.
However, Changsun Luocang did not take action, but stared at him for a long time.
"Let's go!" Suddenly, Changsun Luocang turned around, lifted up and was seriously injured. Liang Ruolan and Zhong Wanying, who were still bleeding from the corners of their mouths, flew away.
After escaping, the dignified envoy actually fled! Gu Fenghua and the others were startled at first, and then, looking at Changsun Luocang's seemingly staggering figure, subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.
But soon, they let go of their fingers again. Even if Changsun Luocang was injured and fled, they were still not comparable to them. The senior who had rescued him in front of them did not pursue him. Wouldn't they die if they chased him?
Thinking of this, the few people looked at the old man with anticipation and confusion. Listening to his conversation with Changsun Luocang, the two of them should have had a long grudge, so how could they let him go so easily?
Just as he was confused, he saw the old man watching Changsun Luocang leave far away. His body suddenly shook a few times, and then he fell down.
"Senior!" Gu Fenghua immediately stepped forward to support him, and then suddenly realized that the old man had been injured before, but just like they fought against Mu Chenxi and Duan Yixing in the last major competition, he just bluffed and forced himself to do so.
It's just below.
"I'm fine." The old man turned slowly.
"Old Feng!" Gu Fenghua and his friends exclaimed, and then they realized that it was Feng Zigu, the first hall master of Xinghua Temple, who came to save him!