Ling Yun looked at Sikong Shu.

He really didn't know Sikong Shu.

"presumptuous."

"Ling Yun, Mr. Sikong is a truly senior figure, but you are so rude to him."

Others shouted angrily.

The reason why they could still remain calm despite Ling Yun showing such great strength was because Sikong Shu was still there.

"Mr. Sikong?"

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Ling Yun, Mr. Sikong, is the founder of Gu Yue Mountain and has lived for more than three thousand years."

Zhao Qiushan snorted coldly, "You juniors, when you see Mr. Sikong, why don't you just kneel down and bow down?"

More than three thousand years?

Old gentleman?

There was only indifference in Ling Yun's eyes.

When he died, it was already thousands of years ago.

A warrior who is only over 3,000 years old is nothing in front of him.

"Then this old Mr. Sikong, Lingyun came today to destroy the Sword God Mountain base, so I would like to ask the old man to leave this place temporarily."
Chapter completed!