"You took my knife, and I lost this match. Let's let it go for today's battle." Yun Wutian said briskly, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the Emperor Xuming Soul Umbrella.
In mid-air, that devil face and one after another demon war spirit bowed to Gu Fenghua, saluted, and then quietly disappeared.
Helian Xiongba and others were defeated by Gu Fenghua one after another, and they were also thinking about the return of the descendants of the royal family. Of course, they had no objection to Yun Wutian's decision. Nine-tailed Sky Fox and other clans are the leaders, of course there will be no objection.
Seeing that Yun Wutian and others kept their promise so much, Lin Yujing and others breathed a sigh of relief, completely relieved.
Gu Fenghua looked at an old man behind Yun Wutian with some doubts. She was blocked by Yun Wutian and Helian Xiongba's tall stature before, so she didn't pay much attention to this person.
Only then did I realize that this old man, Bai Xuhao, had a clear face and a detached appearance. His demeanor was by no means inferior to Yun Wutian and Dongfang Yahan, and he was much stronger than Helian Batian and Dongfang Wange. .
However, several other people have already shot one after another, but the old man was missed. Yun Wutian stopped at this point, and he didn't even ask his opinion, which makes people feel strange.
Of course, she is just weird. In the previous few battles, she said that she had won, but in the final analysis, it was just that others insisted on their own status and did not want to bully the small, especially Dongfang Yahan, who was fighting against her, and clearly did not hesitate to hurt herself to fight for her. Pulse washing marrow, if it is really a life and death struggle, she probably has died countless times.
One more thing is worse than one less thing. It is best for the old man not to do anything.
His eyes just swept across the old man quickly, and Gu Fenghua quickly looked away.
"Hehe, do you still want to fight me?" The old man noticed Gu Fenghua's fleeting gaze and asked with a smile.
"Senior misunderstood, Fenghua has no such intention." Gu Fenghua quickly denied.
"If possible, I would also like to test your strength, but unfortunately, I can't fight with you." The old man said with a smile.
"Oh?" Not only Gu Fenghua, but Ning Yu'er and the others were also puzzled and looked at the old man curiously.
"Old Fu Luo said a few words." The old man saw their doubts, but did not give an answer. He just reported his name, then bowed down, and saluted Gu Fenghua respectfully.
A phantom of an ancient tree appeared in front of his chest, and it grew rapidly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Almost in the blink of an eye, it grew into a towering ancient tree, like the swaying branches and leaves of a canopy, casting a strange light .
In the rear, a famous clansman also bowed and saluted, and behind him appeared the true form of Shenmu.
Following the phantoms of the sacred trees appearing in mid-air, in Gu Fenghua's heart, the tree spirit of the sacred tree also stretched out its graceful branches, and the leaves rustled lightly, as if singing joyously.
Fusang Shenmu, it turns out that they are the mother's tribe, that is, their own tribe! Gu Fenghua covered his heart with tears in his eyes.
Looking at Luo Jidao, crystal tears appeared in his eyes, but the smile on his face was so warm and kind.
There were outsiders present, Luo Jidao did not dare to recognize Gu Fenghua, he just saluted, then turned around and walked back with a smile on his face.
Looking at his thin and detached figure, Gu Fenghua couldn't calm down no matter what
In the distance, seeing this scene, Qin Nanxian and the others also found it difficult to calm down. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com