Strength of Yun Luofeng (1)

Before the mountain gate, the girl's white robe fluttering in the fierce wind, her lips showing a wicked curve, she looked right into the eyes of the old man.

"Okay!"

She replied to the old man's provocation with only one word. Compared with the old man's aggressiveness, she looked quite graceful.

"How arrogant she is!"

Flying into a rage, the elders of the Tian Family were all eager to give this arrogant girl a lesson. However, when they just pulled out their weapons, the old man's cold voice rang.

"Back off, all of you!" The old man slightly narrowed his eyes and ordered harshly.

Hearing his order, though they didn't want to, they still slowly retreated behind the old man.

"I'll deal with this little girl by myself."

The old man looked at the girl who was releasing a wicked yet lazy aura, his eyes shining with a grim light. He was so confident that he even didn't pull out his weapon before he dashed at Yun Luofeng.