This moment.

Ouyang Haoyu couldn't calm down completely.

Especially when he thought about the tone and attitude he had just spoken.

If this makes it extremely unhappy.

Slap it over with a slap.

Then he will be dead!

The great elder of the Cold Cave Sect can't save him!

after all.

In the late stage of the Mahayana state, you can't stop half a step of passing the tribulation!

"Big... Great Elder, what... what should we do?"

Ouyang Haocheng turned his head and looked at the great elder of the Handong Sect, and asked with a pale face.

Although he knew that even the great elder of the Handong Sect was not as good as the Eight-Armed Yan Luo, the only thing he could rely on now was the great elder.

"Don't be afraid, let me negotiate. Our Handong Sect still has some thin side in the cultivation world!"

The great elder of the Handong Sect waved his hand, then took a deep breath, walked forward, looked at the Eight-Armed Yan Luo, and asked in a very polite tone: "Dare you dare to respect your surname and name for this senior?"

In fact, according to age, he is not a few years apart from the Eight-Armed Hell, and he is even bigger than the Eight-Armed Hell.

But in the world of cultivation, strength is the most respected.

The eight-armed Yan Luo is stronger than him, so he can only honestly call him senior!

"Eight-armed Hell!"

Eight-armed Yama said lightly.

"Eight-Armed Yan Luo, are you...you are the elders of Xuanming Pavilion?"

The face of the Great Elder of the Handong Sect changed instantly, and his face was filled with shock.

"Yes, have you heard of me?"

Eight-armed Yan Luo nodded, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I heard...I've heard..."

The great elder of the Handong Sect wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with an embarrassment.

He originally wanted to negotiate with the Eight-Armed Yan Luo with the status of the Handong Sect in the cultivation world to see if he could hand over Zhang Xiaobei to himself.

After all, no matter what, the Handong Sect still has a certain weight in the cultivation world.

Even a strong man who has passed the tribulation in half a step will give him some thin face.

But now it seems.

This is completely whimsical!

The eight-armed Yan Luo is the elder of Xuanming Pavilion.

That's a real super power.

The Handong Sect has a lot of face in front of it.

"Since you have heard of me, you should know that the meat in my mouth has never been given up. If you really want to grab it..."

Having said that.

A chill flashed in the Eight-Armed Yan Luo's eyes and he said coldly: "Then I have to send you on the way first!"

Hearing this.

Even the great elder of the Handong Sect, a late-stage powerful man in the Mahayana realm, couldn't help but tremble all over.

after all.

I really have to do it.

Not to mention himself.

Even if there are two more, they are not the opponent of the powerful man who has passed the tribulation in half!

A strong man who has reached this level.

It is definitely not something that the powerful in the Mahayana realm can compete with!

The elder of the Handong Sect quickly waved his hand and said with a smirk: "Senior Yan Luo, I think you misunderstood. We don't want to steal Zhang Xiaobei from you. Since Zhang Xiaobei is your enemy, we naturally have to leave it to you for the treatment. We definitely don't dare to interfere at all!"

"Yeah?"

The corners of the Eight-Armed Yan Luo curled his lips slightly, turned his head to look at Ouyang Haoyu, and sneered: "But this little baby just now didn't mean that. He also said that he would clean up us and Zhang Xiaobei together!"

Hearing words.

Ouyang Haoyu's legs were so scared that his legs became weak.

Just a "thump".

He knelt in front of the Eight-Armed Yan Luo on the spot, kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Sir Yan Luo, I was a little girl just now, and I accidentally offended you. What I just said is all farts, all nonsense. Please don't remember the villain's past, forgive me, the young one, no one dares to do it again, the young one kowtows you!"

After saying that.

Ouyang Haoyu quickly kowtowed to the eight-armed Yan Luo.

At this moment, he no longer dared to be arrogant and arrogant, and even ignored his face and dignity.

After all, in front of a super power elder, in front of a powerful half-step tribulation powerhouse.

These are all things outside of the body.

What he is thinking now is how to save his life!

As long as you can survive, you will be so shameless!

He would be willing to let him go and eat shit right now!

In a short while.

Ouyang Haoyu broke his scalp and blood flowed down his forehead.

However.

But he didn't dare to stop at all, and he still tried very hard one after another.

I was afraid that I would not knock loud enough, which would make the Eight-Armed Hell dissatisfied.

"Okay!"

Eight-armed Yama waved his hand.

"Mr. Yan Luo, just let me knock. Only by knocking a thousand can I express my respect for you!"

Ouyang Haoyu said with a flattering look on his face.

"I still have some serious things to do. If you want to survive, get out of here and don't waste my time!"

Eight-armed Yama said impatiently.

"Okay, I don't dare to delay Lord Yan Luo. Thank you for not killing Lord Yan Luo!"

Ouyang Haoyu immediately said with a smile on his face.

Then he quickly got up, bowed deeply to the Eight-Armed Yan Luo, and walked to the side happily.

That look like a terrifying leg.

He is completely different from the arrogant and arrogant person before.

See this.

Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

This Ouyang Haoyu is really a talented person!

You should know when I was in Baibaoshan before.

How pretentious he is, thinking that he is noble and pretentious.

No matter who he talks to, he always looks upright and wishes his nostrils are facing the sky.

But what about now?

Being well-behaved and flattering like a dog.

If I give him another tail.

Maybe he shook his tail at the Eight-Armed Yan Luo on the spot!

It's ridiculous and pitiful!

However.

Zhang Xiaobei's smile.
To be continued...