"Fenghua, if we want to leave, we will leave long ago, so why wait until now?" Chen Muyun said with a smile, but his expression became even more decisive. Yang Liangcheng and several other masters of the Artifacts beside him also had the same expression.
Duan Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, these old guys really don’t cry until they see the coffin!
It would be fine if Chen Muyun and others were just alone. At worst, they would be injured and might not be able to deal with them. But the problem is that there are the president of the Wuji Chamber of Commerce and several elders next to them. Don’t look at these people being seriously injured, they really have to fight. If your life comes, you won’t get much benefit when you are injured.
The joint sword between Gu Fenghua and his others was still fresh in his memory. If it weren't for what Xinyan saw, who could have imagined that the joint forces of several heavenly saints could actually cut out the sword comparable to the Emperor's saint. And Gu Fenghua's demon wood cauldron also made him deeply afraid. When it comes to power, the demon wood cauldron is probably not under the famous artifact of Shen Muyun and others.
If he fought with Shen Muyun, Song Yunan and others, he might not have been able to defeat both sides, and he might not have been able to defeat the power of the magic weapon of the Demon Wood Ding and Gu Fenghua and others. A dignified king envoy, if the ship capsizes in the gutter, he will die in a few juniors. In his hands, he was afraid that he would not be willing to accept it when he was in the dark.
Before leaving, Duan Qingyun never dreamed that for Gu Fenghua, Chen Muyun and others would be so decisive. For a moment, they were in a dilemma: if they stop, where would they put the face of his dignified emperor? But if you don’t give up, the other party will clearly fight to the death and you may not be able to gain a advantage!
Alas, if I had not been hurt by the reluctance of Emperor Donghuang last time, how could I be so restrained? When Duan Qingyun was struggling, he would inevitably be secretly upset.
At this moment, a figure flew over from a distance. The man obviously had a very high cultivation level, and just a few ups and downs, he reached within a hundred feet.
I saw this man tall and majestic, with white beards and white heads, and his every move was full of arrogance.
Who is this? Duan Qingyun frowned slightly, while Chen Muyun and others showed doubts.
"Master, help me!" At this moment, Gu Fenghua looked at the old man, but his eyes turned a few times. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and then he shouted out in surprise.
Master! When he heard Gu Fenghua's joyful shouting, Chen Muyun and others were all happy.
They have been curious about what kind of paradise can cultivate such a demon as Gu Fenghua. Although they didn't ask or Gu Fenghua said, anyone could think that her master was definitely not an ordinary strong person. It is comparable to the old man who came here, it turned out to be Gu Fenghua's master. His seniority is one generation higher than her master. Do you still have to doubt your strength?
In fact, the old man who came towards him was majestic and majestic, and the arrogant aura emitted from his every move was also in line with the image of a strong man in their minds.
Although their cultivation level is far inferior to Duan Qingyun, they have all the artifacts of fame, so they can still fight. In addition, Gu Fenghua, a master, may not have no chance to repel Duan Qingyun!
Of course, Duan Qingyun also thought of this and his face became even more gloomy. He was already struggling to stop or fight with Chen Muyun and others to the death. Now that Gu Fenghua's master has arrived, he will definitely be even more interested in getting rid of the other party. It's hard. But he's really unwilling to stop just like this.
Master? Hearing Gu Fenghua's cheers, Qin Qiuyuan was slightly stunned, and at the same time, he also found that the situation in front of him seemed to be something wrong.