"Useless things!" Seeing that his subordinates were so useless, He Gantai cursed in a low voice, moved his feet, stood in front of Yu Boqian, and slapped him in the face.
Of course Yu Boqian would not show weakness, he also raised his palm.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Yu Boqian was so shocked that he took several steps back, and his expression changed slightly.
"Tiansheng second grade!" The people around exclaimed.
Two purple holy beads appeared on He Qiantai's forehead. It turned out that he was actually a strong man of the second rank of Tiansheng.
"Yu Boqian, now you know, I dare to bully your Qingyang Sect, and I have the confidence to bully your Qingyang Sect, hahahaha." He Gantai laughed loudly. The laughter continued, and he attacked Yu Boqian again, roaring unscrupulously, "Do it, tear down their sect's archway, and anyone who dares to stop me will beat me hard, if you don't kill them If it hurts, they won't know how powerful my Chen Huo Sect is, and there will be endless troubles in the future!"
Hearing He Gantai's clamor, Yu Boqian was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart, and he pounced on him again. Unfortunately, not everyone has the ability to overcome the enemy. The gap between the two grades is an insurmountable gap!
"Boom" The palms intersected, and the air rose, and there was flying sand and rocks in front of the valley. While the dust was flying, Yu Boqian's figure kept retreating.
Even though he was extremely angry, he had tried his best without reservation, but he couldn't cross the gap between the first-rank Tiansheng and the second-rank Tiansheng. While staggering back, blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.
Even a fool can see that he is definitely not He Gantai's opponent, of course he himself knows it better. Gritting his teeth, Yu Boqian took out a magic weapon and threw it into the air.
There was a flash of red light, and a folding fan was opened in the air, and each fan bone had runes flashing, making a pleasant humming.
"Qingyang Soul Chasing Fan!" The surrounding disciples of Qingyang Sect cheered excitedly. This is the ancestral treasure of their Qingyang Sect, and it is also the treasure of the Zhenzong!
The Qingyang Sect was originally good at forging weapons, and it is certainly not unusual for them to regard a magical weapon as the treasure of the sect. But this Qingyang Soul Chasing Fan is too precious, most of the Qingyang Sect disciples only heard of its name, and saw it for the first time today.
"He Gantai, you Chenhuozong is aggressive, so don't blame me for being ruthless." Yu Boqian obviously didn't want to use this Qingyang Soul-chasing Fan lightly, hoping that the other party would retreat in spite of difficulties. Shout out.
"It's just a broken fan, so I'm ashamed to take it out as a treasure!" Unfortunately, He Gantai didn't pay attention to the treasure of the Qingyang Sect at all. With a wave of his right hand, a row of long flags stood upright in front of him.
The long streamer has nine sides in total, and each side is shrouded in black mist, making people shudder. It is obviously not an ordinary magic weapon.
Seeing this, Yu Boqian made up his mind and made a handprint. Qingyang's soul-chasing fan shook violently, and the phantom shadows of the fan bones burned in flames, flying towards He Qiantai like a celestial girl scattering flowers.
However, He Gantai showed no fear, and made a handprint at the same time. Immediately, I saw those long flags fluttering in the wind, making a shriek, like nine innocent souls roaring unwillingly. The pitch-black spears also flew out of the streamers with that bone-chilling chill.
"Boom, boom, boom" The flame-like phantom of the fan bone collided with the black spear, exploded violently, and turned into a stream of light, but the black spears remained undiminished, stabbing fiercely. The Qingyang Soul Chasing Fan suspended in mid-air. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com