Although Duan Yixing is strong, no matter how strong he is, he cannot go against the will of heaven. Gu Fenghua is now a strong man in the realm of Heavenly Saint, and he has condensed a holy soul bead, which is completely different from those who have forced promotion. Naturally, there is no need to be afraid of Duan Yixing.
Of course, most people who think so do not know Duan Yixing’s true identity.
"Are you a disciple of Yiyuan Academy?" Following the eyes of everyone, Duan Yixing looked at Gu Fenghua, and his cold eyes were full of hatred, which was the hatred that the Duan family had accumulated for thousands of years.
"Not bad!" Gu Fenghua looked directly at Duan Yixing without fear and flew directly onto the stage.
When the man turned Duan Yixing's spearhead at Yiyuan Academy, she knew that this battle was inevitable. Instead of letting Duan Yixing humiliate Yiyuan Academy and then respond to the battle, it would be better to take the initiative to fight.
In fact, if she hadn't been to the Holy Tomb to repair the formation base in three days and was unwilling to create some troubles at this time, she would have taken action long ago.
"Okay, okay, you're a little brave. If I had changed my daily life, I might have left you with some face. But unfortunately, who made you a disciple of Yiyuan Academy?" Duan Yixing said with a gloomy face.
Seeing Gu Fenghua's beautiful face clearly, his heart moved slightly, but when he thought of the shame that the Duan family had suffered for thousands of years, he would not have any sympathy for the sake of the fragrance and jade.
"I believe that your ancestor said this sentence back then?" Gu Fenghua smiled faintly.
Although Duan Yixing was quite calm, it was not difficult for Gu Fenghua to see the hatred in his heart from his gloomy eyes.
Although this guy seems to be as arrogant as Hua Mingyu on the surface, when it comes to scheming, Duan Yixing doesn't know how much better than him. Gu Fenghua never believes that he chooses to give in and let him wash away the shame of his family.
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A person lives a face and a tree lives a skin. The stronger his cultivation level, the more he cares about his face. This is even more true for those saint masters who have been passed down for a long time. Gu Fenghua believes that if he doesn't go to the holy war stage, Duan Yixing may still choose to endure
, but since he has come to power, he will never have a relationship with his subordinates.
If that's the case, why should she be slandered and angered him? It's actually more beneficial to herself.
"What's your name?" Gu Fenghua was not worried. When he heard this, Duan Yixing's expression suddenly sank again, and he almost gritted his teeth.
"Yiyuan Academy, Gu Fenghua." Gu Fenghua said calmly.
"Gu Fenghua, right? You will soon know what disaster comes from your mouth. Today, I will make you defeat me and kneel down to beg for mercy from Duan Yixing." Duan Yixing licked his lips. Because of his extremely depressed anger, his eyes were a little
Redness.
"Just like what your ancestors of the Duan family did?" Gu Fenghua raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously, "I believe he must have said this sentence back then, but he definitely did not expect that this sentence would fall into himself.
The body."
"Looking for death!" Although Gu Fenghua didn't say much, he seemed to stab the pain in Duan Yixing's heart with sharp swords. This was also the pain that the Duan family had not recovered for thousands of years. He finally became energetic
anger.
The disciples of the school in the audience looked at Gu Fenghua in surprise, and then they realized that although this evil classmate Gu looked weak and beautiful on the surface, he was as simple and gentle as a little white flower, he was really going to fight.
Poisonous tongue.
Knowing that he could not get any advantage with Gu Fenghua, Duan Yixing didn't say much. With that roar, the long sword stabbed in front of him.