Although the voice of these words was flat, it was clearly transmitted in everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but look sideways when they heard it, but they saw a white-haired old man in a navy blue shirt walking out of it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the wind has not changed, and it seems that he is not interested in that person, but only in his heart does he understand what will happen next. The two people who were fighting fiercely in the martial arts arena also listened to each other, glanced at each other, returned their swords and retreated out of the circle, and looked at the old man together. Beads of sweat had already condensed from the sideburns of Mi Zhiyan, his breathing was a little short, the slender long sword pointed to the ground, the sword body shook slightly, showing that a lot of internal force had been consumed, and complex emotions appeared in the eyes of the old man. Dugu Mei's face was crimson, and a layer of crystal sweat on her cheeks was delicate, but she was as delicate as the water hibiscus, and at some point, she had put the short sword into her waist, and her face was as charming as usual.

Under the attention of everyone, the man strode into the martial arts arena, did not look at the two of them, turned to face the onlookers, and was expressionless.

"Eh, why is this person still wearing a black veil?" Someone saw the black veil wrapped around the old man's arm at a glance, and asked in surprise, but others were also confused, how could they answer for him! In addition to the wind in the crowd, that is, Li Yuanying's heart was quite open, but he looked at the head of the house quietly, so it was naturally inconvenient to talk more.

"Can Master Yixuan recognize this person?" Feng Buvain pretended to be confused.

"The poor monk is lonely and unheard, and he also asks the head of the wind to give advice!" Yi Xuan saw that the person's fairy wind and temperament were extraordinary, although he didn't know it, he didn't dare to despise it.

"Since the master doesn't know, how can Feng know!Lao Li, go over and ask!" Feng commanded in vain.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's noble name?" Li Yuanying took the order and made a scene.

"Ask me my name, you are not worthy!" said the old man contemptuously.

"The senior's arm is wrapped in black yarn, who can be said to be a memorial?" Li Yuanying was stunned, hesitating and not knowing how to answer, and the voice of the wind sounded in his ears.

"The people of Howling Sword Villa!" the old man replied calmly without evasion.

"What? He said it was for the Howling Sword Villa? Is he a relative or an enemy?" "If it is to mourn the ancestors, why doesn't there be a trace of pathos on his face?" The old man's answer was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and the people who were originally whispering suddenly erupted into a commotion, some confused, and some doubtful.

"Then why are you here today?" Feng asked without paying attention to the crowd.

"For the position of the leader of the Howling Sword Alliance!" "To the ears of others, the old man was speechless, and there was a noise in the crowd: "Is this old man crazy, is it a joke when the leader of the Howling Sword Alliance says it?"

"Win the master, Zhao Zhangmen, this senior is the person of Qin Jian and Xiao Jian?" Feng Bu turned his head and asked the two people in the seat.

"No!" "I haven't seen it!" Ying Zhongye frowned, and Zhao Guangzhen looked disgusted.

"What about the head of Mi and the head of Dugu?" Feng asked the two people in the martial arts arena again.

"You don't need to ask, since you bring a black veil to Xiaojian Villa, you are naturally a person in the village!" the old man interrupted him stiffly, revealing his identity.

"Isn't the Howling Sword Villa all destroyed? Why did an old man pop up again?" "I watched some of the dramas now, and it was really worth the trip! Haha!" The noise in the crowd was higher and higher, lest there be many people who were not in chaos in the world.