It is said that a loving mother often loses children, but it seems that it is equally good to say that a loving father often loses daughters. Pu Jiaojiao became what she is today because his father got used to it.
"Gu Fenghua, for the sake of this old friend, you each cut off your own arm, and I will let you live!" Pu Duanyang put all his thoughts on the life and death of his precious daughter, of course he did not notice Gu Fenghua The sigh in the eyes of others. "Finally" snatched the long sword from Pu Jiaojiao's hand and threw it to the disciple, turned around, supported the tripod with one hand, and threw it behind his back with the other, and said to Gu Fenghua and the others with a proud face.
If Pu Jiaojiao was willing to calm down, this matter would be easy to handle, but she cried so much that she even wanted to die, how could he give up. Besides, my precious daughter has been bullied like this, if a father like him can't get justice for her, will Pu Duanyang still have the face to be a man if word spreads?
"No, absolutely not." Seeing that Pu Duanduan clearly intended to give up, but was forced by his precious daughter to be unable to get off the stage, Liu Sanjue was so anxious that he wanted to jump.
"You don't need to say more, if you dare to bully the descendants of my Pu family, it's useless to ask for mercy." Pu Duanyang said with a straight face.
Now that he has made up his mind to seek justice for his daughter, he doesn't need to give Liu San any more face. In fact, he didn't reveal his identity in public just now, not only because he didn't want to embarrass himself, but also to give him enough face.
"I'm not trying to intercede for them, but I just don't want to watch you destroy this artifact." Liu Sanjue said with a wry smile.
Of course he also knew that Pu Duanyang had already given him enough face, but the problem was that what he wanted was not to intercede for Gu Fenghua at all, but for Pu Duanyang and Qiankun Fengleiding.
"What did you say!" Pu Duanyang was slightly taken aback, and looked at Liu Sanjue puzzled.
Zhu Sifang and others also wondered secretly, how could Pu Duanyang destroy this artifact? Could it be that Liu Sanjue meant that even with this artifact in hand, Pu Duanyang was still no match for Gu Fenghua, and would even destroy the artifact in his hand? The authorities are fascinated by the bystanders, but they reacted faster than Pu Duanyang.
But how is this possible? As the seventh elder of the Jade Cauldron Sect, Pu Duanyang's strength must not be inferior to Ke Yuanhua's, and with the help of divine weapons, he is not something ordinary strong people can contend with. Even if Gu Fenghua beat him, it's impossible to destroy this artifact, right?
"I don't want to see this artifact destroyed in their hands." Although outsiders thought it was impossible, this happened to be what Liu Sanjue really thought. Seeing that Pu Duanyang hadn't reacted yet, he could only helplessly explain.
Saying this is actually a bit embarrassing, but as a former disciple of the Jade Cauldron Sect, he would never want to see the treasure of Zhenzong destroyed before his eyes.
No one knows better than him how terrible Gu Fenghua and others are. They are all powerhouses of the sixth and seventh ranks of Emperor Saints. Together with a sword, they are even comparable to the ninth rank of Emperor Saints. Although the Qiankun Jade Cauldron Sect is a genuine artifact, it was too damaged in the past. Even if the Jade Cauldron Sect has been repaired with all its strength, there are still fatal flaws, and it may be difficult to block their sword power.
"Hahahaha, just relying on them, they also want to destroy the treasure of my Jade Cauldron Sect. You think highly of them and underestimate this Qiankun Fenglei Cauldron too much. Have you really forgotten the origin of this Qiankun Fenglei Cauldron?" Pu Duanyang finally understood what Liu Sanjue meant, and burst out laughing. Looking at it like that, he didn't laugh out of anger, but was really amused by Liu Sanjue's words. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com