Wan Qiyou's face was gloomy. He stared at Gu Yunchu with his eyes, wishing to poke a hole in her body. Although he looked gloomy on the outside, there was already a storm in his heart. In just over a year, she turned out to be a
Luo Tianshangxian?
"Hmph! So what if you are now the Immortal Luo Tian?
I am Daluo Jinxian, you and I are two different realms apart, you will not be my opponent!"
A faint smile spread across Gu Yunchu's lips, "Although I am not your opponent, there is someone who will be your opponent."
"Yan Lao."
The woman's cold and frosty voice fell, and a green figure suddenly appeared in the air. He was slightly thin and tall, like a proud green bamboo, and the momentum around him could not be ignored.
Wan Qiyou's expression changed drastically when he saw the person in front of him, and his face changed instantly. He clearly felt from the other person that his strength was also that of Daluo Jinxian! How is this possible! In addition to the three holy masters on Tiansheng Mountain,
How could there be anyone with the strength of Daluo Jinxian?
By the way, did she just call him Yan Lao?
The only person with such great strength and the surname Yan is Yan Tianjie.
Is the other party a member of the Yan clan in the Yantian world?
However, the background strength of the Yan clan is not lower than that of the Wanqi clan, or even higher. How could they be willing to listen to the arrangements of a little girl?
But no matter how shocked and horrified he was, the facts were before his eyes and he had to believe it.
However, the Yan clan's highest strength in recent years is only Jiutian Xuanxian, and there is no Daluo Jinxian at all! He raised his head and looked at Yan Chitian opposite with cold eyes, and sneered: "The dignified Daluo Jinxian of the Yan clan actually listened to a yellow-haired girl.
The order is so ridiculous."
Yan Chitian put his hands behind his back, looking like an immortal, "You, the majestic Daluo Jinxian, are ungrateful and repay kindness with hatred, which is even more shameful! If Venerable Wuchen knew about it, he would definitely kill you with his own hands.
The strength will completely reduce you to a mortal!"
His words caused Wan Qiyou's face to darken instantly, and his face became extremely ugly.
Yan Chitian saw his expression of deep hatred and sneered disdainfully, "Look at you, you look like someone poked you in a sore spot, as if someone owes you money."
Wan Qiyou's eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, but he had a look of reluctance as he acted as the final lobbyist, "You and I are both Da Luo Jinxian. Even if we fight for days and nights, it's hard to tell the winner. In the meantime, both sides may suffer. In this case,
Is it really worth sacrificing your tens of thousands of years of practice?"
Yan Chitian smiled and shook his head, looking relaxed and indifferent, "You made a mistake. It was you who was injured and damaged your practice, not mine."
Wan Qiyou smiled coldly, "You and I are equally powerful, and we still don't know who will win."
Yan Chitian's expression was as indifferent as water, relaxed and at ease. The corners of his lips curled up with a hint of victory. He turned to look at Gu Yunchu and said, "Master, can I borrow your Luotian artifact?"
Gu Yunchu raised his hand and threw it, and the Luotian artifact automatically fell into Yan Chitian's hands.
Yan Chitian looked at the Luotian artifact in his hand and smiled slowly.
Wan Qiyou's face changed drastically, and he instantly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
If he thought he had a 40% chance of winning just now, then it is only 20% now! He broke an arm and it has not been repaired. He also lost a lot of spiritual power and energy in the battle just now. Now he is facing a man of the same level.
The opponent, and he holds Luo Tian, his winning rate is less than 20% in an instant! This damn Yan clan!