The white-haired man's silver pupils were cold as ice. Whenever he was swept by his eyes, there would always be a trembling trembling. His gloomy eyes kept scanning Gao Feng and An Guotai, and he asked with a neutral voice like ice:

"Who made us kneel down and beg for mercy?"

In a very ordinary sentence, I asked about the surging blood energy of the mountain of corpses. This blood energy seemed to condense the mountain of corpses of millions of people, which made the former genius split the mountain feel heartbroken.

"I said it, what do you have to say?"

After all, An Guotai, who had fought for the invincible mountain of Rifting, was not scared by this younger generation of Rifting Mountain. He took a step forward like a rock shattering, shouting loudly, as if the sun was brightly gaze competing with the other party.

"I said who it is? It turns out that it is the outdated Rise Mountain. An Guotai? Uncle An, you haven't used a hand pull in many years? You've got awkwardly...."

The male and female appearance of Lishan Gala is really as feminine as a woman. Even if he speaks sharply, his words can make him half-excited, making An Guotai furious and he must come forward to try his skills.

"The Leili family is in a state of decline and is about to fail. Uncle An is known as the first person under the Bengyun. He has never thought that good birds can choose trees to live on?"

When An Guotai's identity was recognized, the Xuefa boy's eyes became more burning, and his ambition was as if the flames were burning, and he actually recruited the other party.

"Hmph, it's just a reputation. When he became famous, I was less than ten years old. If I were also Rishan Gala back then, how could he have his place? Why not compete now and make the number one under Bengyun deserve it?"

The cold and rebellious young man challenged An Guotai with his unceremonious arrogance. His fighting spirit soared into the sky like a thousand-meter long sword, soaring straight into the sky, they were both half-step Bengyun's ranks. His age was really unspeakable. What a monster talent he had reached before he was thirty years old that others could never reach in his lifetime. What is rare is that his foundation is extremely solid, no worse than An Guotai.

Gao Feng kept watching coldly. In his opinion, these young people were all among the people. Any one had the qualifications to stir the world. What was even more rare is that everyone had extraordinary knowledge. In the cultural heritage, there were few underground people who could speak idioms. Now, they were not just fighting fiercely.

"An Guotai, since there are juniors who challenge you, then you should consider it carefully, so that some people will not know how to respect their seniors..."

Gao Feng said this and gently patted An Guotai's shoulder. In the moment, several crystal silks quietly penetrated into An Guotai's body. An Guotai's face changed slightly and he instantly returned to normal. He felt a cold and burning strange energy injected into his body. In the blink of an eye, he captured some of the things accumulated in his body. As Gao Feng put down his arm, the crystal silk attached with the sticky substance also quietly shook off the toxins and retracted them to the crystal arm armor.

Gao Feng's movements were quick and hidden. In less than a few seconds, in just a few seconds, An Guotai's ten-year burden was eliminated, making him feel suddenly relaxed, as if he could float up at any time. He couldn't help but a long and long roar, telling the depression that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart. His whole body instantly became full of energy, as if he was ten years younger.

Hearing this high roar, everyone in the Rishan Gala present changed color. In the blink of an eye, An Guotai's breath was three layers out of thin air, only one piece of paper away from the threshold of the Holy Lord of Bengyun. It is possible to go further at any time. Perhaps this step is like thousands of miles, but for other Rishan Galas, even if they reach this point, it will be a long and desperate process. After all, An Guotai has already led them too much.

An Guotai flew up happily, and the chronic disease that had been suppressed for more than ten years dissipated, allowing the sealed road to the top to be reopened. Nothing is more precious than this. If there were no outsiders present, he would kneel down and cry. Only those who truly yearn for the position of Bengyun would be so persistent.

"Fake it? Uncle An has always pretended to be low-key?"

The young man with a boy and a girl was stunned. How can he fight in this fight? The opponent has accumulated more than ten years of accumulation and just waited for the opportunity to break through. His aura and physical fitness are at its peak. Even if the three of them go together, they may not be opponents, let alone how rich the opponent's combat experience is? It is a reputation that has been won by hundreds of duels. These young kids who have just entered the world can bully old ghosts, but they dare not fight against peerless strong men.

"We have another mission here, and we will face you next time..."

The tone of the abolition of young man also softened. After explaining a few words on the scene, he stopped talking. The white-browed boy admired An Guotai more and said persistently:

"I am Bilong, the first heir to the Jade Family. The Red Silk Scarf is Xue Wuya, the new generation boss of the Blood Prison Family. Like a woman, Qingcheng Feixue, Qingcheng Family's heart and soul treasure, the uncle can join any of our three major families. We provide the top family's supplies for a year as a meeting gift, and will help An family obtain more territory and resources in the future..."

It has to be said that Bilong is a person who does big things. He proposed that An Guotai freely choose three families to join, and also give a large amount of materials and huge benefits to exchange for the other party's favor. You must know that An Guotai is not Beng Yunjialuo, and even if there is only one last step left, he may never be able to overcome it. This not only shows the other party's mind, but also indirectly shows their sincerity.

"You advise me to join you, but I want to advise you to follow the adults. Maybe one day, you will also have the opportunity to be promoted to Bengyungala..."

An Guotai doesn't need to consider the other party's proposal at all. If there is no peak, even if the other party gives him supplies for a hundred years to the top family, he will not be able to resolve the toxins that have been deposited in his body. After the toxin is cleaned up, it will take some time to heal the hidden wounds. Then you will be more confident in promoting Bengyun.

Besides, the things from top families are not so easy to get. If he cannot be promoted to Bengyun, he will have to vomit as much as he eats. It is better to follow Gaofeng. Even Benyun Jialuo cannot be Gaofeng's opponent. That terrifying disaster beast is no joke.

Several young people felt An Guotai was joking, so they turned their attention to Gao Feng. In an instant, the three of them were moved at the same time. The eyes of Gao Feng looked like they saw a ghost. After all, they were young people. They were not as scheming as the old fox who had lived for decades. They quickly put their expression on their faces.

Gao Feng shocked them, and naturally they were immune to perception. These prides of heaven with eyes on their heads would not easily use perception, so they didn't know about Gao Feng's abnormality. When they discovered it, they were shocked.

"What is your purpose in coming? How did the Xuanye family's airship fall into your hands?"

After watching a performance by several teenagers, Gao Feng finally spoke. At first, the three teenagers just regarded Gao Feng as An Guotai's juniors, but now they put Gao Feng at a higher position than An Guotai because An Guotai personally admitted that he was the master.
Chapter completed!