Looking at the cold face of night cloud silence, Gu Fenghua's eyes become more gentle.

No matter what happens in the future, I will always be with you, life and death! Gu Fenghua said firmly with his own voice.

Yue Yanlin's sword holding hand began to tremble slightly, and the fierce killing intention in his eyes gradually disappeared. In the face of the night cloud silence, which was as powerful as the majestic peak and unshakable strength, and in the face of the scornful eyes, his fighting spirit was rapidly collapsing. Unwilling to take a look at Su Liangyong and Gu Fenghua, he suddenly withdrew his sword.

Too strong, the strength of the young man opposite is too strong. Although Su Liangyong and Gu Fenghua are in front of their eyes, as long as the sword is cut down, they will be killed on the spot, but Yue Yanlin is very clear that there is night cloud silence, and his sword will never be cut down! Now, he still has hope to save his life. If he's a little late, he can't even leave.

Unfortunately, hope is always beautiful, and reality is always so cruel.

If Yue Yanlin doesn't fight Gu Fenghua, ye Yunji may not intervene, but since he has a heart to kill Gu Fenghua, how can ye Yunji let him go? At the moment when Yue Yanlin turned around, yeyunji's hand stretched out and patted him on the chest.

This palm, is so elegant, so free and easy, but for Yue Yanlin, the power contained in it, is like a flying Hengfeng, people can not resist.

"Bang!" In the dull noise, Yue Yanlin flew high and hit the wall heavily. Blood flowed along the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale suddenly.

In the quiet room, there was a dead silence, and everyone was shocked by the strength of night cloud silence.

Although Yue Yanlin has not been promoted to be a real strong man, the cultivation of the top nine grades of Tiansheng is by no means a weak man. Even if the ordinary emperor and Saint, at that critical moment, it is impossible to block his sword with one finger. In the end, the palm seems to be understated, but the power contained in it shocked everyone.

This young man named Ye Yunji, what kind of realm has he reached.

"Thank you for your help." For a long time, Su Liangyong said in a hoarse voice.

"Suzongzhu is polite." The night cloud stillness not humble not high said.

In terms of his age, it is arrogant to treat Su Liangyong with such an attitude. You should know that Su Liangyong is not only the leader of shangzong, but also has a very high seniority. Even if he is the same leader of shangzong, many people will respect him as a senior, not to mention young people like yeyunji.

But at this time, no one felt wrong, let alone angry. This is not only because ye Yunji saved Su Liangyong's life, but also because of his powerful strength!

With his powerful strength, he has won the respect of all people, and he has enough qualifications to make friends with Su Liangyong's peers. This kind of humble attitude is actually a kind of respect for Su Liangyong.

Notice the people's look, not only Gu Fenghua, even white fat, ye colorless and lornen a few people, are deeply proud.

Su Liangyong showed some appreciation in his eyes. He nodded with a smile and turned his head to look at Yue Yanlin. His eyes suddenly became sharp.

"It's you." Su Liangyong said sadly.

"You already know?" Yue Yanlin wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and wanted to stand up. He struggled a few times, but he fell down powerlessly.