"Gu Fenghua seriously injured Duan Qingyun, and even damaged his cultivation. Is this reason enough?" Tianji Saint Lord said coldly, but there was a little more anger in his voice.
In the past tens of thousands of years, he has rarely taken action, and once he takes action, he doesn’t need any reason. But today, he just wants to get rid of Gu Fenghua, but someone dares to stop him and question him, but the six major players in the world are blocking him. The leader of the Grand Master of Art, he still has to give him a reason.
Frustrated, the saint of Tianji, who has been known as a peerless talent since the day he embarked on the path of cultivation, has never been so frustrated.
"What, she, she actually seriously injured Duan Qingyun!" Everyone in the audience was shocked when they heard the words of the Saint Lord Tianji.
Looking at Gu Fenghua's beautiful but young, with a faint sense of weakness and extremely pity, no one could believe that she had such strength.
"Fenghua, did you really hurt Duan Qingyun?" Even Chen Muyun looked at Gu Fenghua in disbelief.
"Not bad." Gu Fenghua nodded.
This matter is not a secret, and she is the one who takes it, so of course there is no need to hide it.
Seeing Gu Fenghua admit it openly, there was another burst of exclamation in the valley.
The three Zhuang Taiping brothers looked at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes, and they also had deep gratitude.
It turned out that Gu Fenghua not only had great alchemy and magical skills, but also had such powerful strength. Even Duan Qingyun, one of the Eighteen Envoys, was injured in her hands.
Fortunately, they didn't attack them rashly in the Netherworld Temple, otherwise even if the temple had no restrictions, they would definitely not be able to escape death.
Fortunately, the more people thought about it, the more they became more and more scared, and even their backs were soaked in cold sweat.
The Holy Lord Tianji looked at Gu Fenghua condescendingly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: Since she admitted that she seriously injured Duan Qingyun with her own hands, then the matter would be easier.
Chen Muyun was secretly anxious: I don’t know what Gu Fenghua thought? The Tianji Holy Lord obviously came from bad things. Even if you really hurt Duan Qingyun, you can’t admit it so easily. As long as you don’t admit it, he A dignified envoy, can you still fight with you?
But he didn't know that Gu Fenghua actually had his own ideas.
Others don’t know why the Saint Lord of Heaven came to her, don’t she know? It’s fake to preside over justice for Duan Qingyun, and it’s true to avenge Changsun Luocang. Or maybe it’s because she failed to ask her in the abyss of heaven. Little life, this old man felt that he was blind and could not pass his own level, so he must be killed no matter what.
Even if she gets through the test today, the Holy Lord of Heaven will never give up.
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. Instead of being worried and panic all day long, it is better to just tear your face off. Both sides completely tear your face off. Unless the Tianji Holy Lord takes her life today, It would be difficult for her to attack her again in the future. She would even be very concerned about her actions in private, for fear that she would accidentally ruin his reputation as a holy king.
Of course she also knew that Chen Muyun was devoted to herself, so she could not make things difficult for him.
"But I seriously injured Duan Qingyun, not for no reason. It was because of the three holy sects of Bifeng Sect, Changqing Sect, and Cangyun Sect that were too damned." As soon as the topic changed, Gu Fenghua continued.
"Oh? I wonder how these three holy sects bully you?" Chen Muyun was anxious. Hearing Gu Fenghua said this, he immediately asked with the opportunity.