"Yes, people are good at being bullied and horses are good at being ridden. If they didn't cheat people too much, how could they end up like this?" As expected, lingjiyu is also a world of looking at the face. Immediately, someone called out injustice for Lorne.

"But even so, I can't lay such a heavy hand. At least I want to leave some face for others." The former argued.

"Hum, if you don't have such heavy hands, can you honestly let them break their hands and feet and remove their eyes?" The latter snorted.

Everyone, you say a word, I argue a word.

"It turns out that they have such strength." In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a little white hair on his temples looked at Lorne, ye colorless and Bai pangzi from a distance, and also sighed in a low voice.

"You know why I didn't let you do it last time." Said another gloomy old man.

This old man is white haired and full of wind and frost. Although he has some bearing, his clothes are very simple. It seems that he is no different from the patriarchal clan elder who leads his disciples to go out for training. But if an envoy of LINGJI region is present, he will be recognized as luocang, the eldest grandson of luocang, one of the six envoys of Tianji region.

When he said this, his eyes were obviously a little surprised and a little lucky.

He didn't expect that he met Gu Fenghua and others in Yunjin city. What's more, he didn't expect that the cultivation of Luo en'en, ye colorless and Bai Pang improved so fast that they reached the sixth grade of emperor saint! Since they have all reached the sixth grade of the emperor, Gu Fenghua is certainly not weak. Fortunately, he retreated when he was in Guzhou city last time. Otherwise, he would be more or less unlucky, and would be ruined by them.

The middle-aged man was silent. Last time I saw Gu Fenghua and others, he wanted to kill them to vent his anger for the master. After being stopped by the master, he was still unwilling. At this time, he realized how lucky he was that he didn't do it.

Although his strength has reached the sixth grade of emperor saint, and his actual combat experience is better than those of Sima batian, he was not very clear about Gu Fenghua's strength at that time, so it was inevitable that he was careless and despised the enemy. If he made a rash move, let alone Gu Fenghua, Luo en'en, ye colorless and Bai pangzi could make him die miserably.

Seeing that he no longer spoke, the eldest sun luocang knew that he had completely put away his contempt for Gu Fenghua and others. According to reason, a master should be glad that his disciples have put away their arrogance. But at this time, he can't be happy.

Who is his eldest grandson luocang? He is one of the eighteen princes and envoys of Wuji holy heaven, and he is one of the oldest and oldest princes and envoys. His eldest grandson luocang's disciples, even if they are arrogant, have the qualification to be arrogant. How can they be as cautious as ordinary people?

In the past, when he saw his disciples so frustrated, he probably slapped them in the face. But now, even he has to give up on Gu Fenghua and others. How can he blame his disciples.

"Let's go." The more he thought about it, the more he felt ashamed. He turned to leave with a depressed face.

"Wait a minute." The other disciples saw that master was in a bad mood and did not dare to say anything more. They were all ready to leave, but the middle-aged man stood still.

The eldest sun turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Master, Sima batian hasn't started yet. It's just our chance." Said the middle-aged man.