Why did it feel like Gu Xingyun wasn't really serious the whole time? He wanted to give some advice but didn't know where to start.

Gu Xingyun held onto Zhuiyue and took a step forward with his right foot, quickly closing the distance between them. "Master, it's just like me. It doesn't dare to attack you. It doesn't want you to get hurt."

The originally quiet hall was suddenly filled with coughs and deliberately raised discussions.

Yan Huailiu tightened the chain and pulled it hard, and their breathing collided with each other.

He warned in a low voice: "Hit me if you dare. Don't embarrass yourself in this kind of situation."

He tapped Zhuiyue with his finger: "You too!"

He didn't plan to take action in front of so many people at first, but since he had done it, he had to let everyone see his strength and Gu Xingyun's strength.

We must let them know that no matter how many years have passed, no matter what the current situation is, their Yuxu Sect is still not something that anyone can covet.

Seeing that he was really angry, Gu Xingyun put away his smile.

After the second fight, the people who were originally watching nearby immediately moved their tables away, and a group of people simultaneously set up a protective barrier.

Even with a timely reaction, those barriers still couldn't hold out even once.

Those affected covered their chests, and those with weaker cultivation vomited blood.

After observing the situation of the people around him, Yan Huailiu withdrew his hand in a second and took Gu Xingyun's wrist: "That's enough."

Gu Xingyun felt a burning pain all over his body, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. He was afraid of being discovered, so he could only lower his head to calm himself down.

Yan Huailiu coughed and raised his voice: "Jingming, get to work."

Chang Sui was holding his small medicine box, his mouth wide open: "I'm coming! I'm coming! My fellow masters, I'll help you heal your wounds right away!"

Taking advantage of the chaos on the field, Yan Huailiu grabbed Gu Xingyun's wrist and said, "Let's go."

As soon as he went out, he felt the overly cool night breeze. Gu Xingyun looked up at the moon covered by clouds, and suddenly held Yan Huailiu's hand tightly.

"Master, can you go somewhere with me?"