Xie Feiyu did not seem to care about the crowd's comments. Instead, he looked at mu Caiwei and the others arrogantly and rudely.
The king of Shepherd's expression darkened. He took a step forward and said,""Young master Xie, your Huayin school is a seventh-grade superior sect. Are you here to show off your power to our Shepherd king's castle?"
He protected mu Caiwei behind him. This was the most primitive behavior of a father.
As soon as he finished speaking, a thin old man stepped out from behind Xie Feiyu, and then his aura was completely exposed.
"Boom ..."
The aura of a martial arts Grandmaster landed on the king Shepherd.
"Pfft ..."
The shepherd king only felt a terrifying pressure as if a mountain was pressing down on him. He retreated a few steps on the spot and spat out blood.
"Old master ..." Jiu 'er hurriedly supported him.
