"I don't go and ask what Senior Brother Wei is, and I dare to speak wildly in front of Senior Brother Wei!" Hearing Pu Jiaojiao's words, the young man's face darkened, but before he could speak, there were a group of people beside him.
The young saint started to curse.
Gu Fenghua looked at these people in confusion. When his cultivation reached the Emperor Saint, he was enough to be called a strong man in Wuji Holy Heaven. These people were promoted to the Emperor Saint with a young age, even if they were placed in the major holy sects, they would not be able to do so.
One is not a genius, but he is usually arrogant and arrogant. But looking at the situation in front of him, he obviously tried to please the young man named Wei. Who is this guy from?
Pu Jiaojiao is not Luo Enen. She is neither as sharp-tongued as her nor her confidence. Facing dozens of powerful men in the realm of Emperor Saints, she was already a little timid in her heart, and she was then
The other party cursed all the time, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't even curse a word.
Seeing that she was powerless to fight back, Liu Sanjue sighed in his heart: Luo Enen is still powerful. If she speaks and fights against all the heroes alone, she will be able to curse the other party without the power to speak back.
Since Pu Jiaojiao showed her timidity, the old charlatan had to take action himself. Liu Sanjue stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The charlatan is the charlatan. At this time, Liu Sanjue was carrying his hands, his temperament was calm and arrogant, and his expression was not arrogant, and he was in a great style.
"Tianqing Sect, Wei Qiuyun!" Seeing the old man's extraordinary demeanor, the young saints on the other side stopped and the young man in charge spoke.
"Ziyang Sect, Mu Chengjie."
"Liuli Sword Sect, Tan Lun."
"Zhenwu Sect..." The other young people also revealed their identities, and their voices became much smaller. They obviously did not want to steal Wei Qiuyun's limelight.
Gu Fenghua and others were even more confused. Tianqing Sect, Ziyang Sect, Liuli Sect, Zhenwu Sect... The sects where these young people are located are all one of the eighteen Holy Sects of the Lingji Realm, but they are not as good as each other.
The following are the differences, why are they all so complimented and pleased Wei Qiuyun?
"This place has been the location of my Yuding Sect since ancient times. When did it become a forbidden place?" Liu Sanjue continued to ask.
"You don't need to ask so much about this. In short, just know that this is a forbidden place." Wei Qiuyun said impatiently.
When he heard his words, let alone Liu Sanjue and Pu Jiaojiao, even Gu Fenghua and others were a little indignant.
Other people's good sects have become forbidden areas for no reason. They are not allowed to enter, and they don't even have any reason. This is too bullying.
"No need to talk nonsense, let's go!" Too lazy to talk to them, Gu Fenghua raised his legs and walked towards the valley.
"Those who trespass into the forbidden area will be killed without mercy!" Wei Qiuyun's face darkened and he shouted sternly.
He still killed Wuxuan, and we were really scared. Gu Fenghua didn't even raise his eyelids and continued to walk forward.
"Kill..." Wei Qiuyun did what he said, unsheathed his sword and slashed Gu Fenghua's shoulder without hesitation.
Two golden holy beads flashing between his eyebrows. The second-grade Emperor Saint is very strong, and this sword is full of momentum. But unfortunately, among the people he faces, the weakest ones are at the seventh-grade Emperor Saint, the strongest ones
Even reaching the ninth rank of Emperor Saint, there is no chance for him to show off his might.
"Bang..." Before the sword could fall in front of Gu Fenghua, a loud slap had already fallen on his face.
It was not Gu Fenghua who took action, but Luo Enen. Miss Luo would not miss this opportunity to slap in the face.
It feels so comfortable, the slap in the face, it’s so comfortable! This is the feeling in Miss Luo’s heart.