Xie Zun prefers Concubine Leng Ao

Chapter 186 The Arrogant Old Man

Feng Juechen's blue eyes followed Seattle's gaze to the sky, calmly, and then looked down at Jun Qianluo.

"Any injuries?"

Outsiders only know that he is cold and unapproachable, except for Jun Qianluo. Only in front of Jun Qianluo can he restrain all his indifference and alienation, and show a gentle side that outsiders cannot see.

"No, you haven't come back for so long, I thought you were hurt."

Jun Qianluo smiled back, and just her words made Feng Juechen smile slightly, "Can I understand that you care about me?"

"Nonsense." Jun Qianluo rolled his eyes, he was still in the mood to joke about what time it was.

Feng Juechen lowered his head and approached her ear, "There are still strong enemies not coming, otherwise Seattle would have fled long ago, and Bing Ziyu and Bing Ziyu will find the ice crystal dragon scale beast in a while, and leave the rest to me."

"Okay, be careful." Jun Qianluo glanced at Seattle on the cliff.

Yifeng and others are besieging and killing him. If he is not in a hurry to escape, the enemies behind must be very strong.

"It seems that I am late."

A deep bass came, and an old man in white robes appeared out of thin air in front of Seattle.

"Senior, you're finally here. That spirit snake is right there. It's cultivated well now, and she even killed the third elder just now." Seeing the old man's eyes light up, Seattle said respectfully.

"Oh? Hahaha... that would be great. The higher her cultivation level, the greater the effect. Today, let's capture her alive and enjoy it slowly." The white-robed old man looked up to the sky and laughed, his old eyes Looking at Jun Qianluo like an eagle.

When he saw Feng Juechen standing in front of Jun Qianluo clearly, he stopped laughing.

"You are the Feng Juechen that everyone in the Cangxuan Continent praises? You are just a boy with a good appearance, how can people talk about it?" The old man looked at Feng Juechen with disdain, which was different from what he imagined. Similarly, he thought that the Lord God of War had superhuman powers, but he was just a young man with good cultivation.

Bing Ziyu was happy, "Which one is your Excellency? How dare you speak wild words?"

"I don't deserve to know the name of this seat." The old man was so arrogant that he didn't even look at Bing Ziyu.

"Whoosh!"

A silver needle pierced through the air and pierced the white robe on the old man's shoulder. If he hadn't sensed the danger and suddenly turned sideways, the silver needle would definitely have pierced his shoulder.

Feng Juechen withdrew his hand, his pupils filled with murderous intent like a storm, "Everything that comes out of your mouth is an insult to this king. At this moment, you will definitely die!"

When Jun Qianluo handed the silver needle to Feng Juechen, he and Bing Ziyu backed away quickly, because the murderous aura around Feng Juechen was as sharp as a blade, and the overwhelming palm wind hit the old man in white robe on the cliff. .

"God!" Seeing this violent palm wind, Seattle ran away in fright.

"It seems that there is still some ability." The old man raised his hand and quickly gathered his profound strength.

"boom!"

The two palms faced each other and exploded in the air.

Two figures, one black and one white, flashed too fast, and the two landed on the top of the mountain to fight.

Seattle saw the right time and rushed towards Jun Qianluo, "You belong to my highness." Black smoke leaked out of his hand, trying to poison Jun Qianluo unconscious.

Before Jun Qianluo could make a move, the aurora fell directly behind Seattle like a meteor, and he slapped hard with his little paws, so fast that Seattle had no time to dodge.

"Young master will leave for a while, you dare to bully my Mama, you are courting death."

"what!"

Jun Qianluo and Bing Ziyu closed their eyes.

"It must hurt!"

"Pfft!" Seattle spurted a mouthful of blood, and slapped Aurora with a poisonous palm, but "bang" he slapped the ground with all his strength, and the earth shook, setting off rubble and bones three meters high. anger.

(End of this chapter)