After a burst of sound, the light of Fu Wenxia on the Qingyang soul chasing fan became more and more dim. After a while, it fell in the air.

"Poof!" Yu boqian spewed out a mouthful of blood.

All his mind and spirit are tied to the Qingyang soul fan. Now that the magic weapon is damaged, his mind and spirit will inevitably be damaged.

"Well, do you think you are the only one who knows how to refine weapons? In the name of chenhuo, our chenhuozong also bases itself on the limitless heaven by the way of refining utensils. The nine spirits and Youming banners are not under your Qingyang fan, are they He qiantai put away the nine banners and said contemptuously.

"You..." Yu boqian also heard that Chen huozong also passed down the world with the skill of refining utensils, but he didn't expect that he qiantai, the nine spirits' Youming banner, was so powerful that when he opened his mouth, it was another mouthful of blood.

He qiantai's followers became more confident when they saw that their master had the upper hand and even the Zhenzong treasure of Qingyang sect had been knocked down by the master's magic weapon. He qiantai's followers soared up again and chopped at the plaque of Qingyang sect's door with his sword.

Yu boqian wanted to stop him, but he was blocked by he qiantai again. He was not the opponent of he qiantai. Now his magic weapon was damaged, and he was hurt a lot, so he was even more invincible. After a few palms, he was shocked upside down and came out. He watched the men chop to the zongmen plaque. He was angry and anxious, and he spat out blood again.

The disciples of Qingyang sect all around him came forward one after another to stop them, but their accomplishments were too weak. As soon as they started, they were injured several times.

Looking at he qiantai and others, qingyangzong is solemn and stirring, desolate.

Although it's just a plaque, it represents the dignity and honor of Qingyang sect. If they are destroyed in this way, what else will Qingyang sect stand for in Wuji holy heaven. Even if they are hermits, they can't pass their own level.

"Go away!" Seeing that the door plaque was about to be destroyed by the other side's sword, there was a pleasant and cold clear sound in the ear.

A sword fell in the air, and the disciples of chenhuozong, who were cutting to the plaque with their swords, were surprised and subconsciously waved their swords to resist. The next moment, see a few people body in the air a horizontal, such as being hit by a boulder, heavy fly out.

Then, a graceful figure floated down, and the beautiful face seemed so cool.

There was silence all around, and everyone was shocked.

Although he qiantai's disciples of chenhuozong are not very strong, one Xuansheng nine, two Xuansheng eight, and one Xuansheng seven are not what ordinary people can deal with. The beautiful girl in front of her is only in her twenties, and she can split all of them with one sword!

It was not until they saw the Purple Pearl between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows that they suddenly realized that it was a strong man in the holy land of heaven. However, with her age, how could she have such a strong cultivation?

As soon as Gu Fenghua arrived at Qingyang sect, he was invited into the main hall of the sect by Yu boqian, so most of the present disciples of Qingyang sect didn't know her origin, but those who had met all showed a sudden look. No wonder the Lord himself went out to meet them, and he respected them so much. It turned out that Gu Fenghua had such accomplishments even though he was young.

"Who are you?" He qiantai was faster than others. Looking at Gu Fenghua's young and beautiful face, he asked in a deep voice.

Gu Fenghua ignored him and asked Yu boqian a few steps. He took out a holy pill and asked, "elder martial brother Yu, is the injury all right?"