And the old woman was seriously injured by Qin Qiuyuan's palm, which aroused their hatred of the same enemy, so they didn't bother to worry so much. Anyway, with so many high-ranking sects present, no matter how strong Qin Qiuyuan is, can he still destroy them all?
"Bold!" Qin Qiuyuan was really angry when he saw that his cruel words had reached this point, and the other party wanted to protect Gu Fenghua, so he flew towards Wu Tianheng and the others.
Wu Tianheng also knew that if he did this, he would definitely anger Qin Qiuyuan completely, so he was already prepared. As soon as Qin Qiuyuan left, several people rushed forward at the same time.
In an instant, the wind was surging, and palm shadows were overwhelmingly falling towards Qin Qiuyuan.
As emperors and saints, Wu Tianheng and the others are of course not weak in strength, but Qin Qiuyuan is stronger. I saw his figure flicker, and disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, that tall figure appeared strangely in front of Wu Tianheng and the others. With a wave of his palms, the shadows of his palms were shot on Wu Tianheng like a volcanic eruption. Chests of several people.
"Pfft!" The blood mist sprayed, and several people followed in the footsteps of the old woman and flew far away.
It's too strong, Qin Qiuyuan's strength is too strong, he is the same emperor, several people join forces, they are completely powerless in front of him, even his palm can't withstand it!
"Elder Wu!" Gu Fenghua was taken aback, and flew to catch Wu Tianheng, and took out the holy pill as fast as he could and swallowed it for him.
Fortunately, although Wu Tianheng and the others could not compete with Qin Qiuyuan together, they also scattered a lot of his palm power, and the injury was not serious.
Several other old men were also caught by others, and they took the holy pill to stop their injuries.
"Whoever dares to stand up for her, these people will end up." Qin Qiuyuan said with his hands behind his back, with a proud face.
The other elders of the Shangzong all showed grief and indignation. Although they had made up their minds to protect Gu Fenghua, they all knew one thing, even if they risked their lives, it would be very difficult to save Gu Fenghua today.
Forget it, this life was originally saved by Gu Fenghua, so let's give it back to her. Thinking of this, several old men were about to step forward.
"Amitabha! When is the time to repay the grievances? Why should the donor be so hard to force?" At this moment, Master Yijie proclaimed the Buddha's name and stood up.
"Who are you?" Qin Qiuyuan frowned and asked.
Looking at Wuji Shengtian, there are not many sects that practice Buddhism. No matter how he thinks, he can't think of the origin of Master Yijie. But seeing the fat monk's demeanor calm and introverted, he didn't dare to be careless. It has to be said that this old guy is arrogant and overbearing, but he is not completely arrogant and arrogant. He also knows that there are still some powerful beings in this world that he can't even provoke.
"The poor monk's dharma name is Yijie, and he is the suzerain of Wuxiang Sect." Master Yijie clasped his hands together and said with his head down. Although his tone was calm and his expression was indifferent, he also had the aura of an eminent monk who jumped out of three times and was not in the five elements.
"Wuxiangzong, I haven't heard of it, what kind of sect is it?" Qin Qiuyuan thought about it again, but still had no impression, so he asked directly.
"This sect has been passed down in one line since ancient times. At its peak, there were only a few people. It is normal that the benefactor has never heard of it. As for the grade, my Buddhist disciples are dedicated to the Buddha and have nothing to do with the world. Of course, there is no grade." Master Yijie Said lightly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com