Obviously, like Teng Hongtu, they underestimated Ye Yunji. But fortunately, they are not Ye Yunji's enemies, even if they underestimate him, it doesn't matter. Of course, Teng Hongtu is not so lucky.
Seeing Teng Hongtu's murderous palm, Ye Yunji just smiled lightly, and slapped it casually.
I don't know how to live or die, other people Gu Fenghua is just showing off in front of me, what right do you have to put on airs in front of me, Teng Hongtu? Seeing Ye Yunji's slap so lightly, Teng Hongtu almost didn't curse out loud, and his strike was even more merciless.
The vague shadow of the palm had completely enveloped Ye Yunji. He seemed to have seen the tragic scene of this young man who did not know the heights of the sky and the earth turned into a puddle of mud and died on the spot, as if he had heard
"Ah" Well, not as if, he did hear a scream, but the scream didn't come from the young man in front of him, but from himself.
Teng Hongtu's figure, which was flying forward with all its strength, suddenly paused, and then turned horizontally in the air, as if being hit hard by a flying horizontal peak, and flew back helplessly, in midair, another mouthful of black blood spurted wildly out.
"How is it possible, how could he have such strength!" Teng Hongtu's mind was in chaos, until now, he couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was so powerful.
Regardless of the consequences, he blew up his holy soul, and he has raised his strength to the peak. Even in the face of his fellow Gu Fenghua, he still has the capital to fight to the death, but in front of this young man, he is completely powerless to fight back!
"Bang" fell to the ground again, Teng Hongtu vomited black blood one after another, half-supported his body with difficulty, looked at the slender and tall figure in front of him, his eyes were full of fear.
"Emperor Holy Ninth Grade, he is Emperor Holy Ninth Grade!" He finally saw the nine dazzling golden holy beads between Ye Yunji's eyebrows.
Yunchuanzong was stunned up and down, his mouth was open, but he couldn't make a sound.
Emperor Saint Ninth Rank, this is an extremely strong person who can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with the emperor's envoy. Originally thought that Gu Fenghua's strength was strong enough, but it turned out that this young man who always had a smile on his face, as if he was separated from the crowd, was the strongest among the group. By the way, that's not called dissociation, that's called detachment, detached from all living beings, and above all living beings.
Sure enough, strength determines temperament. If the strength is not enough, it is called free, and if the strength is enough, it is called detachment.
"After all I still underestimated you." Teng Hongtu said to Ye Yunji with a miserable expression while vomiting blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness.
I originally thought that if I tried my best to blew my holy soul, I would be able to save my life under Gu Fenghua's sword. As long as I don't die today, there will always be a chance for revenge sooner or later, but I didn't expect that besides Gu Fenghua, the seventh-rank emperor, there would be another emperor on the other side. The top powerhouse of the Holy Ninth Rank. Could it be that, after all his life, he is really going to die in a mere Yunchuan sect today?
If I had known this before, I might as well have directly attacked Yunchuanzong. Why waste the past twenty years, why bother with Lu Hansong and Lu Zhengqiao? After so many years of painstaking planning, but finally waiting for such a result, he is not reconciled, not reconciled.
"I'll give you one last chance to tell me what your purpose is in plotting to become the suzerain of Yunchuan Zongzong, and I'll keep your whole body." Gu Fenghua didn't rush to make a move, but stopped and said to Teng Hongtu said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com