"It's ...... them"

Xuannu Gate Elder Han Xingyu looked at the two men who appeared on the stone platform from a distance, one tall and one short, and muttered to himself, with a shocked expression.

"Elder Han, do you recognize those two people?"

Zhuge Lian, who was standing beside Han Xingyu, asked curiously.

Han Xingyu's face was solemn, and he nodded: "They are the two deacons of the Wind Valley, and I heard that they are still a pair of brothers. Well, the tall one is called He Yushu, who is the elder brother, and the short one is called He Linfeng. Five years ago, the Master and I went to the Valley of the Winds to attend the wedding of their Lord's son, and we met the two of them. ”

Zhuge Lian went out of the mountain for the first time, and he didn't know what kind of sect the Wind Valley was, looking at the two men on the stage, one tall and one short, with a great contrast in appearance, he couldn't help but laugh "sneering" and said, "Yushu...... Linfeng ...... I really admire the two of them, they look so ugly, and they actually have the courage to give themselves a name like Yushu Linfeng......!

"Little mercy, Mo Hu said!"

Han Xingyu's frightened face turned pale, glared at Zhuge Lian, and then reprimanded him with the method of condensing and transmitting sound: "The most taboo thing about their two brothers is that some people say they are ugly. If they hear this, it will be miserable!"

Zhuge Pian said disapprerovingly: "Aren't the two of them just deacons, and they can't beat Elder Han!"

She also used the method of condensing the line to transmit the sound in this sentence, so as not to be heard by others.

Han Xingyu smiled bitterly: "I'm just an elder of the third-grade sect, and they are the deacons of the second-grade sect. You say, can they beat me?"

"It turns out that the Wind Valley is a second-grade sect ......"

Zhuge Lian stuck out his tongue, and his little face changed color slightly.

Zhuge Lian heard from the high-level of the sect that the deacon of the second-grade sect had the strength of the Celestial-level junior level, far superior to Han Xingyu, a Hong-level middle-level powerhouse, no wonder Elder Han was so nervous.

"We have three second-grade sects in Weixiang Country, and Wind Valley is one of them. Although He Yushu and He Linfeng were only deacons in the Valley of the Wind, their cultivation had reached the beginning of the Zeo level. Even if the master of our Xuannu Sect sees the two of them, he has to be honored as a senior. ”

Han Xingyu continued.

Zhuge Pian let out an "oh" and said, "No wonder that Zu Tiangang behaved respectfully in front of the two of them...... By the way, Elder Han, Zu Tiangang seems to be very familiar with He Yushu and He Linfeng! Do you think they will deal with Brother Fang with Zu Tiangang?"

Zhuge Lian raised his eyes and looked at Zu Tiangang, He Yushu, and He Linfeng who were confronting Fang Bai on the stone platform, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Although Fang Bai defeated the fourteen Purple Flame Sect powerhouses such as Zu Tiangang and showed great strength, He Yushu and He Linfeng were both Celestial-level beginner-level powerhouses, and when the two joined forces, their strength was also far superior to that of the fourteen Purple Flame Sect powerhouses such as Zu Tiangang, so it was still unknown whether Fang Bai could compete with the two of them.

Listening to the tone of the conversation between Nazu Tiangang and He Yushu and He Linfeng, there is a great relationship between them. If Fang Bai wanted to kill Zu Tiangang, He Yushu and He Linfeng should be able to protect it! In this way, the conflict between them would be inevitable!"

Zhuge Lian's brows furrowed tightly, and he said hurriedly: "Brother Fang is a Celestial-level primary-level powerhouse, He Yushu and He Linfeng are also Celeor-level entry-level powerhouses, if the two fight one, wouldn't Fang Dabai be very dangerous?" Elder Han, what should I do?"

"What should I do?

Han Xingyu shook his head and sighed, expressing helplessness, but then said: "Don't worry too much, that Fang Bai is full of mystery, like a vast ocean, people can't see the depth, maybe he has some powerful killer tricks that he hasn't used." Moreover, he has already performed one miracle after another before, and who dares to say that miracles will not befall him again?"

Zhuge Lian's spirits perked up, and he nodded thoughtfully: "Yes! Yes! Brother Fang is strong when he is strong." The opponents he meets are stronger than the other, but he will become stronger than his opponents...... I don't think anyone can beat Brother Fang!"

Han Xingyu thought much deeper than Zhuge Lian, and said: "If Fang Bai has a conflict with He Yushu and He Linfeng, it will be equivalent to a grudge with the Wind Valley. The Swift Wind Valley is a second-grade powerhouse with many celestial-level powerhouses, and the Purple Flame Sect is like an ant in front of it! Fang Bai has offended the Swift Wind Valley, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the True Martial Realm!"

Han Xingyu's words were not alarmist, even if Fang Bai could defeat He Yushu and He Linfeng in front of him, but above the two, there were four elders in Blastwind Valley who had Celestial-level mid-level strength, two deputy valley masters with Celestial-level high-level strength, and Valley Lord Feng Lingtian who had Celestial-level consummation strength.

Not to mention that there are thousands of Hong-level powerhouses and Hehuang-level powerhouses in the Wind Valley, and the overall strength is terrifying.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he has offended the Valley of the Wind, the ends of the earth, and there is nowhere to hide.

Han Xingyu felt sorry for Fang Bai.

Originally, Fang Bai had already defeated Zu Tiangang and other powerhouses of the Purple Flame Sect, and victory was in sight, but the two deacons of the Wind Valley suddenly appeared and were ready to intervene in this matter, and the matter evolved into a conflict between Fang Bai and the disciples of the Wind Valley.

In Han Xingyu's opinion, even if Fang Bai plus the entire Bitao Martial Academy, plus dozens of sects of the entire Thousand Lakes Country, large and small, would not have the slightest chance of winning against the Mighty Wind Valley.

Offending Fang Bai in the Valley of the Storm seems to be doomed.

Of course, there are no ways to escape.

The first is that Fang Bai found a sect that was as powerful as the Wind Valley, or even more powerful, as a backer, so that the Wind Valley would be a rat trap.

The second was that Fang Bai himself was strong enough to be able to compete with the Wind Valley.

Of these two points, the former one is feasible, while the latter one is not realistic.

Because once Fang Bai and the Wind Valley had a grudge, he would face the endless pursuit of the Wind Valley, and it would be difficult to have time to cultivate with peace of mind, so the strength would naturally improve very slowly, maybe before he had the strength to compete with the Wind Valley, he would have been found by the disciples of the Wind Valley.

And the result of being found, it is naturally difficult to escape the bad luck of falling.

"What can I do about this......

Zhuge Lian looked at Fang Bai on the stone platform anxiously, a pair of pink fists clenched tightly, secretly annoying that his strength was too weak to help Fang Bai.

According to Han Xingyu, if Fang Bai is defeated by He Yushu and He Linfeng, he will fall on the spot, and if Fang Bai defeats He Yushu and He Linfeng, he will face the pursuit of the Wind Valley, no matter what, it seems that it will end in tragedy in the end.

The conversation between the two was carried out in the form of condensing line transmission, even the disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy, who were not far from them, did not hear it, otherwise they should be depressed and anxious.

On the stone platform, Fang Bai, He Yushu, and He Linfeng looked at each other a few times, and from each other's eyes, they all saw conceit, pride, contempt, and disdain, as if they didn't take each other seriously at all.

(End of chapter)