Han Fengwu wiped away her sweat while helping Han Huangsheng, and said with a smile: "How many people in this world can be your sister's attendant? You ask him, he is voluntary."
Han Huangsheng and Long Jiao both looked like they didn't believe it when they were beaten to death.
Han Yu smiled and said, "I am voluntary."
Han Yu not only changed his appearance, but also changed his breath and voice, which Longjiao didn't recognize. Seeing his daughter and son sparring with each other, but with deep feelings, Han Yu was very happy and relieved.
Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng became even more suspicious, and Han Huangsheng whispered to Han Yu: "Are you afraid that my sister will teach you a lesson?"
Han Yu voiced: "Why do you say that?"
Han Huangsheng said: "Who in the world doesn't know that Miss Han is a very unreasonable little witch, people walk around when they see it, how could you volunteer to be her follower. But don't be afraid, my mother knows righteousness, go back I beg your mother to let you go."
Han Yu said, "I really volunteered."
Han Huangsheng looked at Han Yu curiously, and gradually, his eyes became somewhat vigilant.
Obviously, he didn't believe that Han Yu would be Han Fengwu's sidekick for no reason. Han Huangsheng secretly sent a voice transmission to the Horned Dragon, and the Horned Dragon looked at Han Yu and became fierce.
They were very concerned about Han Fengwu, afraid that Han Yu would have ulterior motives for approaching Han Fengwu.
"Huh!" At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared not far away, as if it appeared out of thin air, attracting everyone's attention.
The horned dragon stood up suddenly, full of vigilance.
"The first level of Star Transformation in the early stage of Martial Saint." Han Yu thought.
The man glanced at Beijie Mountain, and glanced at Han Yu and the others at will. When he saw the sword in Han Huangsheng's hand, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "What are you guys doing here?"
With an aloof appearance, the majesty of the saint is undoubtedly revealed.
Han Huangsheng and Long Jiao quietly approached Han Fengwu, staring at each other. Han Fengwu was very relaxed and smiled: "Come here to play."
The man said indifferently: "What's interesting here, show the sword in your hand to this saint."
The latter sentence was addressed to Han Huangsheng.
Han Huangsheng quietly put away the sword and said, "There's nothing to see."
The man snorted coldly: "Boy, what do you mean? Do you think this sage is going to rob you? Will this sage look at your ants' things?"
Han Huangsheng clenched his fists with an angry look on his face, but he could only endure the bad breath secretly.
Han Fengwu said angrily: "Since you look down on us so much, why do you still look at my brother's sword?"
The man said coldly, "How dare you question this saint?"
Han Fengwu said, "I'm not questioning you, I'm just telling the truth."
A cold light flashed quietly in the man's eyes, and he said, "The little girl is very articulate, do you know what it will cost to blaspheme the majesty of a saint? Obediently give that sword to this saint, and this saint can forgive your sins of disrespect!"
Han Fengwu said angrily: "Do you know who this young lady is, dare to threaten this young lady, and covet my brother's sword, you are tired of living!"
The man said angrily: "It's really courting death, no matter what your origins are, in the eyes of this saint, you are an ant!"
"boom!"
From the man, a powerful sage breath gushed out, instantly changing the color of the sun and the moon.
Not to mention Han Huangsheng and Han Fengwu, even Longjiao would definitely not be able to withstand such a powerful pressure.
"A group of ants, kneel down for this saint!" the man shouted, looking down at several people.
Both Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng tensed their nerves, while Han Fengwu clasped his hands with a relaxed expression on his face. The powerful saint's breath, before reaching a few people ten feet, seemed to hit the southern wall and could no longer move forward. Instead, he was knocked back and bounced back. He stepped back and stepped back, smashing the void with every step.
Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng both widened their eyes.
"Is it my mother, or is it my grandparents?" Han Huangsheng was secretly delighted.
"Who is it?" The man looked around and asked in a panic. He didn't realize it at all, it was Han Yu who was standing behind Han Fengwu.
When the man saw that there was no one, he couldn't calm down.
"Do you think that a saint can be domineering and snatch my brother's sword? You take yourself too seriously!" Han Fengwu pouted in disdain.
The man looked suspicious and shouted: "Who is it, don't hide your head and show your tail, let this saint come out!"
No one answered.
The man looked at Han Fengwu and asked, "What's your name?"
Han Fengwu said: "I can't change my name, I can't change my surname, I'm called Han Fengwu. Han Yu is my father, and Fenghuang is my mother."
The man's face changed drastically, revealing a look of panic, pointing at Han Huangsheng and said, "Then who is this?"
Han Fengwu said proudly: "This young lady's younger brother, Han Huangsheng. By the way, the sword you want is my grandfather's magic weapon. Brother, give it to him!"
"Don't, don't..." The man hurriedly reached out his hand to stop it, and said slightly pleadingly: "Miss Han, Young Master Han, it was all a misunderstanding just now, don't take it to heart."
"How could it be a misunderstanding, how dare we ants go against your saint's wishes. Brother, give grandpa's Qiankun sword to this saint." Han Fengwu said lightly.
Han Huangsheng did not hesitate and took out the Qiankun Sword.
"Young Master Han, don't. What happened today is my fault. He will definitely come to apologize in the future, and there will be a period later!" The man hurriedly turned and left.
Han Fengwu smiled and winked proudly at Han Yu.
"In front of the two children, he doesn't want to start a killing spree, let me do it!"
In the distance, Feng Yi smiled slightly and left quietly.
Han Yu had long known that Feng Yi was secretly protecting the three children, but he didn't say it.
"Are the saints now so timid?" Han Fengwu showed a helpless expression.
Han Yu shook his head, this precious daughter is a weird elf who not only inherited the domineering of Phoenix, but also learned Shui Linger. But it's fine, he likes it.
"Let's go, go to Zhongling." Han Fengwu suddenly said.
"What are you going to do in Zhongling?" Han Huangsheng asked suspiciously.
"Of course I went to Li Chen to settle the account!" Han Fengwu said domineeringly.
"Are you going to fight to win? I'm going to go to you, but I won't go." Han Huangsheng shook his head like a rattle.
"Is it still necessary for Miss Ben to take action now? The little follower can abuse him a thousand times at will!" Han Feng danced sternly.
Long Jiao and Han Huangsheng glanced at Han Yu strangely, both of them shook their heads and didn't want to go.
"If you don't want to go, you have to go, come with me!" Han Fengwu grabbed Han Huangsheng's ear and left, so anxious that Han Huangsheng shouted. Long Jiao shivered involuntarily, glanced at Han Yu, and followed behind the two of them unhurriedly.