At the same time, on the other side of the airport, Feilong, who had invited Luo Chen, also came, accompanied by an old man and a young man.
The young one looked elegant, well-groomed, and had an aloof feeling.
The most eye-catching thing was the old man. The old man had silver-white hair and was wearing an ancient Taoist robe. There was also a long sword on the Taoist robe.
At this moment, the old man put his hands on his back, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. His aura was like the vast river and sea. Even from a long distance, you could feel the compelling aura on the old man's body.
It's as if there is a dragon hidden in the old man's body!
Many people at the airport looked sideways, but did not dare to get close. After all, the old man's clothes were really strange.
The Feilong experience was the most vivid, and I always felt like I was being squeezed and out of breath along the way.
After all, the impact of the battle between Luo Chen and Martial Saint Zhou Qiankun was too great, especially since Qinhuangdao was now a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, and Luo Chen would never win.
So two experts were called in, firstly to persuade Luo Chen, and secondly to protect Luo Chen's safety.
What Su Lingchu said just now was actually just to delay Luo Chen. The person they arranged had actually arrived long ago.
And the master arranged this time definitely has a big background.
People from Kunlun Sword Palace!
Kunlun is so big that all kinds of Taoism are hidden in it. Very few people are born, but once they are born, they will definitely be the top figures who dominate the world.
For example, the old man in front of me is shocking!
It is said that he has mastered the art of flying swords and can use flying swords to take off people's heads from thousands of miles away!
Even the young man next to him named Bo Jun is said to be a psychic.
That young man looked to be in his early thirties, but he was already a psychic, which showed how terrifying he was.
Feilong was not surprised that the higher-ups were able to invite people from Kunlun, but he was still a little surprised that the people from Kunlun Sword Palace were invited.
Kunlun Sword Palace may not be familiar to the world, but if you mention Shushan Sword Immortal, everyone will have heard of it.
And it is said that Shushan Sword Immortal is only the outer gate of Kunlun Sword Palace.
With such a comparison, Feilong can clearly see how powerful Kunlun Sword Palace is.
"Two seniors, I saw him. I'll go over to say hello and ask the two seniors to wait a moment." Feilong had already found Luo Chen at the airport, so he turned around and respectfully spoke to Xu Jingtian.
After all, a person like this could kill him with just one look, so Feilong naturally didn't dare to neglect him.
The expression on Xu Jingtian's face, or rather, had a sense of coldness and arrogance from beginning to end.
On the other hand, Bo Jun nodded, but his attitude was also very arrogant.
After all, they come from the Kunlun Sword Palace. Regardless of their status or status, they have the right to look down on others.
After Feilong left, Bo Jun put away his cold pride and looked at Xu Jingtian respectfully.
"Uncle Master, why do we need to protect a secular person?" Bo Jun said this with a hint of coldness and arrogance.
In his opinion, secular people are just ants. Even the so-called martial saints, he doesn't take them seriously. After all, they are from Kunlun Sword Palace!
"This is a favor owed before. Of course, just a favor is not enough for our Sword Palace to take action. Now the future has changed greatly, and we will be born sooner or later. Although we don't care much about worldly things, some things can still be used.
." Xu Jingtian said calmly.
"Uncle, wait for us?" Bo Jun asked from the side, while looking at Luo Chen in the distance.
Luo Chen and Fei Long seemed to be talking.
"He's not bad. Judging from his aura, he should be a spiritual master, but he's still far behind compared to a martial saint like Zhou Qiankun." Xu Jingtian also looked at Luo Chen.
"How do you compare with me?" Bo Jun looked at Xu Jingtian. After all, everyone is young, so naturally Bo Jun will have a comparison mentality.
"Compared with you?" Xu Jingtian sneered.
"Bo Jun, when did you become so unsure of yourself?" Xu Jingtian shook his head and looked at Luo Chen with disdain in his eyes.
"Don't talk about anything else. Just because you are from our Sword Palace, he can't compare to you."
"What if those practitioners in this world have the opportunity to successfully enter the realm of spiritual connection?"
"If you don't have an orthodox cultivation method, you're still a waste?" Xu Jingtian said calmly.
This is actually a good saying. After all, in this world, most practitioners are wild or have acquired incomplete cultivation methods.
Compared with orthodox practitioners like Kunlun Sword Palace, there is really a huge difference.
"Hehe, I just said it casually. If you really want to compare, I am confident that I can crush him with one finger." Bo Jun looked at Luo Chen with the same contempt in his eyes.
"Forget it, don't wait any longer, just go over and tell him that he can't win, take him back." Xu Jingtian looked at Feilong over there who was still trying to persuade Luo Chen, and said impatiently.
You're just a psychic, are you going to challenge the Martial Saint?
Moreover, all the martial saints from the Armed Tribunal came, and even the goddess of death from abroad, the kind of international giant.
Isn't this a brain disease?
It’s simply ridiculous!
"Mr. Luo, you don't understand. This battle is far from as simple as you think. Even a big shot from Korea came to watch the battle."
"It can be said that Qinhuangdao is already very dangerous." Feilong was still trying to persuade him.
The above meaning is to stop this battle no matter what. After all, Luo Chen's status is special and there can be no accidents.
But Luo Chen had no intention of listening.
Who in this world would Luo Wuji be afraid of?
Even if he is someone from the fairy world, he dares to fight!
What does he have to fear from a few martial saints and some goddess of death?
"Feilong, I appreciate your kindness, but I still don't take them seriously, and I may not lose this battle." Luo Chen spoke while sipping a bottle of milkshake, without saying a word.
There was no tense and serious atmosphere like before the war.
"Humph, what a loud tone, it's just nonsense!" Suddenly a cold scolding voice came over.
When Feilong turned around, he saw Xu Jingtian and Bo Jun walking over.
It was Bo Jun who spoke.
"Young man, if I'm not mistaken, you are just a psychic, right?" Xu Jingtian also spoke, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
And before Luo Chen could say anything, Xu Jingtian spoke again.
"What can you, a mere psychic, do to fight against the Martial Saint?"
Xu Jingtian asked proudly, with an extremely arrogant posture. Although the Martial Saint is still a warrior, logically speaking, he cannot be the opponent of the cultivator.
But Wu Sheng is different!
It needs to be discussed separately!
After all, he was a Martial Saint, a figure who could defeat an army of 100,000 men by himself!
How can a person who is a general who knows the spirit be the opponent of a martial saint?
"Listen to my advice. If you don't want to die here, just go back with me!"