Chapter: 8167

"Everyone has the love of beauty." Zhang Han sighed lightly: "My daughter is very beautiful, so it's true that many people chase after her."

"I said, this is a deal." Venerable Shanghe repeated: "If you don't want to, we are enemies."

"Enemy?" Zhang Han chuckled.

It seems that Venerable Shanghe is a little too indifferent.

I saw Venerable Shanghe, carrying his hands on his back, his expression was as calm as water, his aura was supernatural, and he had a fairy air:

"My Dao name, Shanghe, is the upper reaches of the Qingming Youhe River. I come from the central galaxy..."

"What are you pretending to be here?"

Yue Wuwei couldn't stand it anymore, and was even a little angry.

He likes fairy spirit very much, and he likes to be supernatural, the premise is himself, he hates the enemy like this in front of him.

Shanghe Venerable, at the fourth level of Crossing Tribulation, Zhang Han may not be the opponent. After thinking about it, Yue Wuwei didn't intend to watch the excitement, mainly because he didn't want to watch the opponent pretend to be aggressive.

"You little bastard, why are you dancing in front of this old man?" Yue Wuwei said coldly.

"Huh? What are you? How dare you bark in front of this deity?" Venerable Shanghe's expression changed, "I tell you, if you promised me before, there is still a way to survive."

brush!

With his right hand, Yue Wuwei shot out a series of yellow flying leaves.

There are a total of seven leaves, which are constantly twinkling, like seven stars in a row, floating forward.

At a certain distance, Yue Wuwei's figure flashed.

Transfiguration.

Swish Swish Swish!

In a blink of an eye, Yue Wuwei quickly approached and broke the energy layer cast by Venerable Shanghe.

When he came close, Yue Wuwei punched out with a punch.

boom!

Venerable Shanghe just flew upside down.

"What the hell?"

Yue Wuwei snorted coldly: "Dare to bully Lai Lai in front of this old man, how can you pretend to be a fairy?"

hiss!

There was a dead silence.

Venerable Shanghe was punched flying, and before he could even use his defensive moves, he just vomited blood and was seriously injured and dying.

"Still pretending?"

Yue Wuwei's face was cold, even his white beard was trembling.

Generally speaking, if you ask this question, you should always give the other person a chance to speak.