Wu Po Jiuxiao

The person who spoke was not known by Ye Fantian, and Tian Zhiyu had never introduced this guy. Difficult to notice each other.

"It turned out to be him?"

Sky Feather said in a low voice.

When Lan Jiuyou appeared, Tian Zhiyu didn't show such an expression, but after the man appeared, Ye Fantian found that the other's face began to change.

"Do you know this person?"

Ye Fantian said softly, his eyes had already started to look towards the other party during the questioning.

The opponent's appearance looks about 27 or [-] years old, and he is relatively immature in appearance among these martial king-level powerhouses, except for Ye Fantian.

Although he looked extraordinarily young on the outside, when this person spoke, Ye Fantian found that many Martial Kings had begun to change their faces like Tian Zhiyu, obviously he was quite afraid of this person.

While speaking, this person had already walked over. Those eyes with a golden gleam were as sharp as the eyes of an eagle, and his posture was very frightening.

This young King Wu doesn't look scary, even the faint smile on his face is extraordinarily sunny, as harmonious as a spring breeze, but Ye Fantian quickly aimed at the opponent's face from the opponent's face. Two bare arms.

It's not that Ye Fantian has any special hobbies, it's entirely because the other party's skin is too mysterious, golden skin, completely golden, that posture seems to have been poured with pure golden water.

"Chi Huang, the youngest elder in the Chi Huang Sect, is godless!"

"Chihuang Wushen?"

Hearing this name, Ye Fantian felt a terrifying aura attacking him head-on. What is godless, it means that in his heart, he only exists in himself, alone!

There is no god and no other, there is only one person in the world!

Terrible name, lonely name!

"The Chihuang Sect is not inferior to the Naba Tianzong, and it is still stronger. If it is not because of its relatively low profile, I am afraid it will not be so little known."

For some reason, Ye Fantian always felt a hint of fear in Tian Zhiyu's tone.

"Is this person scary?"

Asked softly, Ye Fantian's eyes had moved away from the opponent's body.

"horrible?!"

A wry smile appeared on Tian Zhiyu's face and said:

"It's not only scary, it's really scary. Do you know how old this guy is? Two hundred years old, only two hundred years old... A guy who is two hundred years old already has the same strength and status as us. How can it be described by the word terrible. It is simply a pervert."

Of course, Sky Feather soon felt that something was wrong with his words, that Chihuang Wushen was a pervert, and what was Ye Fantian?A 17-year-old boy has achieved the level of Martial King, so what is he?Perverted his ancestors?