Hearing Han Chunqiu's words, the white-haired old man was immediately stunned.
Killed the Confucian genius and the powerful man who aspired to the throne?
He didn't know this at all.
It has nothing to do with myself at all.
It must have been done by the real owner of Fuyun Mountain.
But now.
The white-haired old man pretended to be the owner of Fuyun Mountain, but the shit basin suddenly fell on his head.
Damn it!
No wonder there is no one on Fuyun Mountain.
The relationship caused a big disaster and ran away early.
As a result, I happened to come.
Taking the blame for the owner of Fuyun Mountain.
The white-haired old man knew something was wrong.
He doesn't want to take the blame for anyone.
"Well, actually"
The white-haired old man was just about to explain.
But at this moment.
His stomach felt uncomfortable for a while.
Something seems to be moving.
The white-haired old man knew something was wrong.
Why is this time coming?
Immediately afterwards.
Puff puff puff puff puff!!!!
The white-haired old man farted several times one after another.
The sound is loud.
Like thunder.
resounded in the sky above Fuyun Mountain.
This time.
It confused all the nine powerful people who aspired to the title.
Farted?
Did this old guy fart just now?
What does it mean?
Are you despising them?
So you fart on purpose to humiliate me?
Han Chunqiu's face looked extremely ugly.
He had just been questioning the white-haired old man about killing his Confucian people.
As a result, the white-haired old man didn't answer at all. Instead, he farted loudly several times.
This is obviously contempt for them.
Deliberately humiliating them.
"Sir, were you farting just now?"
Han Chunqiu asked with a gloomy face.
The white-haired old man looked embarrassed.
I don't know how to answer at all.
at this time.
Puff puff!!!
He farted again.
The sound was louder than before.
The white-haired old man looked at ease.
Let the anger out of my stomach.
But Han Chunqiu and others were furious to death.
You old guy is farting all the time, right?
Even if you are a powerful semi-saint, there is no need to look down on others so much, right?
Farting is too much!
"You Ultraman, how dare you humiliate us!"
Han Chunqiu shouted angrily.
"Even if you are a semi-saint, we still want to see you today!"
The words have not yet fallen.
Han Chunqiu took the lead in attacking.
The whole person rushed directly towards the white-haired old man.
As soon as he took action, the other two powerful Confucianists immediately followed Han Chunqiu and took action.
Taoist Mu Kun and the girls from the Mo family didn't even look at him.
Nine people took action together.
The white-haired old man complained endlessly.
I didn't do this on purpose.
I really can't hold this fart in at all.
I don't want to let it go either.
It's too late to say anything now.
Everyone called me directly.
The white-haired old man could only take action.
boom!!!
The two sides immediately fought together.
The nine stabilizing experts took action with anger, and each one was as powerful as a rainbow.
The three schools of Confucianism, Taoism, and Mohism used their magical powers in succession.
The white-haired old man accepted the challenge as a half-saint cultivator, but he did not fall behind in the situation.
But the white-haired old man didn't want to fight at all.
His injuries have not yet recovered.
If you fight too fiercely with these nine great masters, your injuries will occur.
The experience of frantically pulling blood on that isolated island was like a nightmare to the white-haired old man.
Still vivid in my mind.
He didn't want to experience something like that again.
To be continued...