In a short time, the huge cloud in the sky, when it contracted, had become quite small.

Slowly, the strange cloud fell to the ground. Suddenly, this cloud turned into a person. This man has gray hair, a handsome form, and a childish face. Between the eyebrows, a sinister aura was revealed. He has a strong breath and a variety of pins and needles that resemble cones. These needles, like arrows shot outward, were nailed to the beam.

Terrifyingly, the beams seemed to burn and glow brightly.

Looking carefully at the white-haired old man, you can see that he looks like a star in the North Pole, and can easily blind anyone's eyes.

The aura around his body is also extraordinary. This kind of aura is completely oppressive, and ordinary human beings can't bear it at all. It can be so simple to think that the mountain village man, Qiao Lang on the side of the road, and the old man dressed as a Taoist in front of him, killed them without much effort.

It can be seen how invincible the aura around him is.

These disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect who whipped Li Feng couldn't help but feel a little entangled in their hearts when they saw this tall old man. What's even more indescribable is that their entanglement slowly becomes tense, and their hearts continue to tense.

One of them, who seemed to be quite intelligent, saw the gray-haired old man appear before them, and for a moment he became respectful. His appearance seems to be cunning, and it also shows that in the immortal mountain, whenever he encounters a more powerful person. That is, the kind of characters who are masters of the immortal family on the surface, or those Taoists who can kill many people in seconds by running spells, they are very respected.

It can be seen that in the Wind Resistance Sect, a character like the old man is very rare.

Perhaps, in the entire immortal world, the powerful are highly respected. However, the weak will always be the fate of others hooking up, insulting, and blowing.

The smarter kid was trembling, looking like he had done his best to die. Bending down, he walked in front of the elder of the Wind Resisting Sect in an instant. He bowed deeply to her and said respectfully, "Hello, uncle." What are you doing here at this moment?"

Momiji Thirteen looked at the person who was tied to the iron pillar by the Wind Resisting Sect, who was already in a state of suspended animation. That is, right now, his breath is already extremely weak, if he is not treated in time, this person will inevitably die in a short time.

"What are you doing here, why are you whipping this kid with a spelled whip?"

A boy who is relatively chubby saw Uncle Shi's current expression. At the same time, after carefully analyzing his uncle's words, he could easily determine that his uncle was quite unhappy.

This cunning fat man is sincere in his words, and every word is full of humility. Moreover, this little fat man of the Wind Guardian faction is quite good at slapping horses.

His mouth was sweet, as if he had eaten honey. Therefore, any person who listens to his words will feel happy. Amuse others, and others will naturally put all their dissatisfaction behind.

The little fat man pursed his mouth, because he said: "Where did Uncle Shi say, our family, how did we talk about the two families." The hairy boy in front of him is not familiar with us. And it is only natural that he broke the flowers in the yard, and a few of us went up and whipped him a few times. Could it be that this offends Uncle Shi?"

This group of disciples of the Imperial Wind Sect all looked at the little fat man in front of them dumbfounded. Getting the excuse of the fat man, their nervous hearts, relaxed a little. To the astonishment of the other disciples, this fat senior brother's performance at this moment was enough to make people admire.

At the moment, his rhetoric seems to be reasonable. From any point of view, he can accurately restrain his uncle, so that his uncle will not be angry. If Uncle Shi punishes himself casually, it will of course be a dead end.

However, no matter how this fat brother can speak, he will be round when he says it, and he will be flat when he says it.

His whimsical words are able to speak from heaven to earth. Their uncle didn't care about it, and he insisted on punishing them, but they didn't dare to do anything? This is the disparity in strength, the difference between the strong and the weak.

Momiji 13 looked at the person who was tied to the stone pillar with cold eyes again, and when he turned around, what was incomprehensible was that his anger suddenly increased. And, at this moment, the skin of the red leaves has become quite red. He looked like he had been sunburned.

It can be accurately judged that the Red Leaf Thirteen is already angry, and the drop in the bucket cannot calm the heart of this person called the Red Leaf Thirteen.

"What? Outsiders, family. I tell you, he I rescued from that faraway land of water. ”

Several other disciples of the Wind Resisting Sect here were stunned. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say. It can be thought that if this kid was rescued by his uncle from the distant land of water. Then, everything can be imagined, the inner disciples of the Yufeng Sect, or the outer disciples, are not very decent, and most of them may be selected by the uncle.

In this way, singing with Uncle Shi with a red face seems to be a bit contrary to Zude. Others are so good that they save you, but you anger others, I am afraid that you really have no conscience.

Of course, after hearing this, it is only time to shirk responsibility.

Now, these disciples of the Imperial Wind Sect are blaming each other one by one, insulting each other, and they are eager to put all the blame on each other. But is this really possible?

If you shift your responsibility to others, then what should others do? Are others the ones who set you up to blame? No one is the king of the black cauldron.

Of course, anyone will oppose it.

They are accusing each other, looking at each other. Momiji Thirteen's face turned completely blue, and he shook his head helplessly.

Since its establishment, the Yufeng School has adhered to a purpose, which is to cultivate responsible and responsible disciples. However, these disciples in front of him are all nodding their heads, groveling, and cowardly. What's even more hateful is that none of them are responsible, and they will only seek their own interests and find a way.

He really didn't know how to educate these disciples.

Momiji Thirteen almost fainted when he saw them. His voice was like thunder, rippling and rippling. yelled: "Why are you doing this, make things clear." Otherwise, you're dead, you know?"

Boom! Boom!!

There was a thunderclap like it was going to rain. In short, the breath swirls in the sky, and the air ripples, trembles, and fluctuates back and forth. This voice, slightly in the ear, can be used to prevent the soul from possessing the body.

These disciples of the Wind Resisting Sect saw the anger on the faces of the Red Leaf Thirteen at this moment, coupled with the thunder god in the sky. Again, they looked scared, and some of them almost passed out with fright.

What made Momiji Thirteen feel the great shame was that one by one they knelt on the ground one after another, and shouted loudly, "Uncle spare, Uncle spare..."

"If so, when I come back and see you leaving, I will hand you over to my brother. When the time comes, see if you die?"

In a few steps, Hongye Thirteen walked to the side of the stone pillar, and when he stretched out his hand, he tore off the leather rope that bound Li Feng. With a big hand stretching out, he hugged Li Feng into his arms.

Momiji Thirteen waved his sleeves and stretched out his right hand to the front. A fairy wind rose invisibly on the ground, and the rise of this fairy wind made the red leaves thirteen and one instantly become much lighter.

He pointed to the ground with his hand and took Li Feng and flew away!

No one knows, where did Momiji Thirteen go?