After saying this, he walked out.
Huo Wu and the others were curious as well. They wanted to see who it was that made a great emperor wait so long and still be so calm.
Following behind him, they left the hall and stopped in the courtyard.
Shua!
With a flash of golden light, Xiao ran descended from the sky with Ya Fei and appeared in front of them.
He let go of Ya Fei.
He swept his gaze across them."Is it settled?"
"Yes." "Yes," sword 12 replied calmly.
Without waiting for Huo Cheng and the others to ask, the 12th sword had already spoken,"his name is Yang Ping 'an, and he is your master."
The gazes of Huo Wu and the others fell on Xiao ran.
She sized him up from head to toe, trying to see through him.
Although their cultivation was profound, Xiao ran's aura had been restrained. Unless he actively circulated his martial arts, they would not be able to see through him with the turtle breathing Divine Art.
