The other two people were silent after hearing Han Donghai's words, and then nodded.
Then the three men rose to the altitude and disappeared.
In the small world, the old man struggled desperately after being thrown into the small world by Huangfu Zhantian. However, with Huangfu Zhantian's strength at this time, he resisted in the small world of Huangfu Zhantian but was fruitless. After a long time of resistance, he
He stopped resisting, and he found that the energy in his body had been limited to a certain extent, and he had no power to self-destruct. In desperation, he had to stop resisting and then quietly waited for Huangfu Zhantian and the others.
Huangfu Zhantian and Hua Yu entered the small world and appeared in front of the old man.
Seeing Huangfu Zhantian and the others appear, the old man was unwilling to say, "Who are you? What kind of hatred do you have with our Shengfeng Mountain?" After saying that, the old man looked at Huangfu Zhantian and Huayu in front of him with scarlet eyes.
He was indeed unwilling to give up. He was a sword saint, but he didn't expect that today he would not even have the power to self-destruct. It was so sad.
After hearing the old man's words, Huangfu Zhantian pulled the cloth covered on his face, then smiled brightly and said, "Look at me well, you should be familiar with it." After that, Huangfu Zhantian looked at the old man again
He took a step closer, fearing that he would not be able to see him clearly. Hua Yu also pulled the cloth on his face and then showed a relaxed smile on his face.
At first glance, the old man was indeed scared by Huangfu Zhantian and Hua Yu, because he never dreamed that he had lost to two young men who seemed less than twenty, such a young swordsman.
And both of these two people are stronger than their own strength, which is too much of a blow to people.
However, the old man looked familiar with Huangfu Zhantian, and when he heard Huangfu Zhantian's reminder, his sense of familiarity became stronger, but he never remembered where the person in front of him was.
Pass.
Looking at the old man's expression, Huangfu Zhantian pulled a smile on his lips and said, "Does it look familiar? Don't think about it anymore. My name is Huangfu Zhantian, I believe you will definitely know it."
After hearing Huangfu Zhantian's words, the old man showed a shocked look on his face. He had indeed heard of Huangfu Zhantian. It is said that a portrait was brought by the headquarters a while ago, and the person on the portrait was Huangfu Zhan.
God, no wonder I really seem familiar. And after receiving the notice from the headquarters, I looked disapproving and didn't take Huangfu Zhantian to heart. No matter how powerful a golden fighter is, he is a powerful swordsman.
Of course, he has no psychological burden to deal with a gold-level fighter.
But what he didn't expect was that before he found him, he found him first, and then he was two sword saints, not only ruining all the foundations he had worked hard to manage, but now
Even he fell into the hands of others. Until now, he didn't understand why the organization had to deal with Huangfu Zhantian. Before that, Huangfu Zhantian was just a golden fighter, but it didn't take long for him to receive the portrait, so he just said that
He has been promoted to the Sword Saint, and he is not an ordinary Sword Saint. You have seen an ordinary Sword Saint step on his old Sword Saint under his feet, and there is no resistance at all.