"Useless things!" Seeing that his subordinates were so useless, he qiantai scolded him in a low voice. He moved his feet and stood in front of Yu boqian. He clapped his hand face to face.

Of course, Yu boqian did not show weakness and raised his hand.

"Boom!" With a dull sound, Yu boqian was shocked to step back several steps, and his face changed slightly.

"Heaven's holy second grade!" All around the crowd exclaimed.

Two purple pearls appear on he qiantai's forehead. It turns out that he is the strong one of Tiansheng two products.

"Yu boqian, now you know, I dare to bully you Qingyang sect. I have the confidence to bully you Qingyang sect. Ha ha ha." He qiantai burst out laughing. Laugh not absolute, again toward Yu boqian attack, in the mouth also unbridled roar a way, "start, tear down their ancestral archway, who if dare to move to stop again, give me a hard hit, if don't beat them pain, they won't know my Chen huozong's fierce, future trouble is endless!"

Hearing he qiantai's clamor, Yu boqian was so angry that his eyes began to crack, and then rushed forward. Unfortunately, not everyone has the ability to overcome the enemy. For the vast majority of saints in the world, the gap between the first and second products of heavenly saints is an insurmountable gap!

"Boom..." palm force intersection, gas awn rising, in front of the valley a piece of sand. In the dust, Yu boqian's figure kept retreating.

Although he was extremely angry, he had tried his best to make no reservation, but he could not cross the gap between the first and second products of Tiansheng. While he was staggering back, his mouth was also bleeding.

Even if a fool can see that he is no match for he qiantai, he certainly knows better. As soon as he gritted his teeth, Yu boqian took out a magic weapon and threw it into the air.

I saw a flash of red light, a folding fan opened in the air, and every fan bone flashed with runes, giving out a pleasant hum.

"Qingyang soul fan!" All the disciples of Qingyang sect cheered excitedly. This is the treasure of their Qingyang clan and the treasure of their Zhenzong clan!

Qingyang clan is good at refining weapons, which can be regarded as the treasure of Zhenzong by them. Of course, it is not unusual. However, the Qingyang soul fan is too precious. Most of the disciples of Qingyang sect only heard its name and saw it for the first time today.

"He qiantai, you chenhuozong are aggressive. Don't blame me for being ruthless." Obviously, Yu boqian didn't want to use this Qingyang soul fan easily. He hoped that the other side would retreat in the face of difficulties. At the same time, he couldn't help shouting.

"It's just a broken fan. It's a good idea to offer a treasure!" Unfortunately, he qiantai did not pay attention to the treasure of qingyangzong. With a wave of his right hand, a long line of banners stood in front of him.

The flag has nine sides, each of which is shrouded in black fog. It's chilly, and it's obviously not an ordinary magic weapon.

Seeing this, Yu boqian made up his mind to make a handprint. With a violent shock of the Qingyang soul fan, the fan bones and the flames were burning, shooting at he qiantai.

He qiantai was not afraid, but also made a handprint at the same time. Immediately, I saw the banners fluttering in the wind, making a shrill sound, like the shrill roar of nine wronged souls. A black spear, also with that bone chilling, flew out of the flag.

"Boom, boom, boom..." it's like the flame burning fan bone virtual shadow bumping into the black spear, violently exploding, turning into a streamer, while the black Spear's remaining strength is not reduced, mercilessly stabbing the suspended Qingyang soul fan.