Elder Hongyan looked at Fang Yu with a hint of shock and confusion in his eyes.
But anger still dominates.
No matter what, what Fang Yu is doing now is trampling on the dignity and reputation of their Eight Divine Sects!
"Stop wasting time, call out your sons of God, and we can settle the matter in person," Fang Yu said.
"You..." Elder Hongyan still wanted to speak.
"Shut up." Fang Yu grabbed Yang Wu's neck with his right hand and lifted him up.
At this time, Yang Wu was close to losing consciousness, and blood was still spitting from his mouth.
Elder Hongyan above could no longer maintain his composure, his expression became ferocious, and his face was twitching.
"Damn it, are you threatening our entire Eight Divine Sects!?" Elder Hongyan asked through gritted teeth.
"That's right, I'm threatening you. I'm counting on three seconds now. If you continue to talk nonsense in front of me and don't call out the Son of God, I will break his neck in front of you."
Fang Yu said expressionlessly.
Elder Hongyan's chest was full of anger.
He doesn’t want to be threatened! He doesn’t want to be threatened!
Who in the Southern Territory dares to be so arrogant in front of the gate of their Eight-Feng Shen Sect!?
He couldn't swallow this breath!
Elder Hongyan's eyes were red and he stared at Fang Yu with murderous intent.
"three two……"
But Fang Yu didn't pay attention to this look at all, but kept counting on his own.
"one."
Soon, the count came to one.
"ah……"
Elder Hongyan's expression was extremely ugly, he roared in the sky, gritted his teeth, turned around and flew towards the Eight Feng Shen Sect.
"Haha, it would have been better if I had done this earlier." Fang Yu sneered, threw the Yang Wu in his hand to the ground, and let him go for the time being.
At this moment, the whole place was silent and no one made a sound.
In the air, Elder Tongye and the two hundred elite disciples behind him looked at Fang Yu, gritting their teeth, clenching their fists tightly, and anger burning in their chests.
It’s so frustrating!
It’s so frustrating!
Even if their Eight-Feng Shen Sect is not the top sect in the Southern Territory, it is at least a first-class sect. How have they ever been stepped on in the face and provoked like this!?
And the person who provoked their entire sect was an unknown man from the Honghe clan!
If today's incident is not properly resolved and word spreads... it will have an extremely negative impact on their Eight Feng Shen Sect!
On the ground, Fang Yu looked up at the sky in boredom, looking like he was wandering outside.
The elders and disciples in the Yaochi Holy Land team were speechless at this moment.
The development of things has already exceeded their expectations.
What will happen next, they don't know.
All they knew was that judging from the current situation... Fang Yu seemed to have the upper hand in the confrontation with the Eight Divine Sects.
The saint turned to look at Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes flashing with various complex lights, including anger, horror, and a hint of appreciation?
"this person……"
The saint has gradually calmed down.
Although the Fang Yu in front of him did something outrageous, he was the one chosen by the Supreme Elder after all.
She may not trust Fang Yu, but she absolutely trusts the Supreme Elder.
"Hey, are you really... not scared at all?" The saint thought for a while, then used her spiritual consciousness to send a message to Fang Yu and asked.
"Afraid? Why should I be afraid?" Fang Yu turned to look at the saint and asked with a frown.
"If you force the Son of God out, he may not hand over the marriage contract. Do you really want to go to war with the entire Eight Sealed Divine Sect? Not to mention whether you can win by doing so, even if you win, taking away the marriage contract by force... will also be harmful to our Yaochi.
The reputation of the Holy Land will have a huge negative impact." The Saint frowned.
"What does the reputation of your Yaochi Holy Land have to do with me?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.
"You..." The saint's expression changed.
"Anyway, I only promise your Supreme Elder to protect your safety and terminate the engagement. I don't care about other things." Fang Yu said.
"How can you be so irresponsible!?" The Saint bit her lower lip and said, "We could have accomplished these two things in other ways..."
"Stop your wishful thinking, there is no other way." Fang Yu said lightly, "The way I handle it now is the best way."
After hearing this, the saint wanted to refute, but for some reason, she thought of something and her face changed slightly.
"By the way, what's your name?" Fang Yu asked.
"Mu Qingran." The saint replied.
"Oh." Fang Yu nodded.
"I heard from the Supreme Elder that you come from a far away place?" Mu Qingran asked.
"Yes." Fang Yu replied.
"Where is that?" Mu Qingran asked.
Fang Yu glanced at Mu Qingran and was about to speak.
"Whoosh..."
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air from ahead.
A breath of Lingran came from far to near.
Next to Elder Hongyan was a handsome-looking man wearing black attire.
This man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with sharp edges and corners, and his pupils are slightly dark red, giving people a sense of oppression.
Seeing this person, the expressions of everyone in Yaochi Holy Land changed.
Especially Mu Qingran's face immediately changed, and her eyebrows furrowed.
This is the Eight-Feng Shen Sect, the only true disciple of the Grand Elder Tianluo of the main divine peak, and the divine son of the Eight-Feng Shen Sect, Mo Tu.
The Son of God...really appeared!
At the Yaochi Holy Land, everyone's expressions changed.
This time they came to the Eight Feng Shen Sect with the goal of breaking off the engagement between Mo Tu and Mu Qingran.
Now, both protagonists are here.
"Qingran, long time no see." Mo Tu slowly descended from the air, ignoring Fang Yu and Yang Wu who fell in front of Fang Yu, and came directly to Mu Qingran with a soft smile on his face.
, said.
Mu Qingran's eyes were indifferent and she replied: "Please call me by my full name."
Mo Tu was not angry, but smiled and said: "I know the purpose of your trip, but there is no need to be so anxious... You want to terminate the engagement, I respect your idea, but before that... please
Give me a chance, maybe I can change your mind."
Mu Qingran shook his head and said, "I will not change my mind."
"Why push yourself so hard? You should leave yourself some room." Mo Tu said softly, "I know that the main reason for the dissolution of the engagement is the pressure from your sect..."
Mo Tu's tone was very gentle, and coupled with his handsome appearance, it was difficult to offend anyone.
Fang Yu watched from the side and thought that Mo Tu and Mu Qingran were a good match.
However, after all, he had promised Elder Lun Tian, even if Fang Yu had to break them up by force.
Of course, judging from Mu Qingran's look and actions, it was obvious that she didn't like Mo Tu in front of her either.
"I hope you can hand over the marriage contract, and we will dissolve the engagement and have nothing to do with each other in the future," Mu Qingran said.
"Don't worry, let me take you around the sect first." Mo Tu said with a smile.
Seeing that Mo Tu insisted on this, Mu Qingran bit her red lips and turned to look at Fang Yu.
Until now, she indeed regards Fang Yu as the backbone of the team.