Mu Hanyan looked at the person coming, but her pupils shrank suddenly, it was him!
As one of the five god-blessing priests of the temple, he has been famous in the land of gods many years ago. In the eyes of many people, he is even the kind of legendary master, but after coming to the holy land, his strength was suppressed. , Even the strength of the ninth-level sword master dare not be easily exposed, for fear of arousing the vigilance of the holy court and being ruthlessly killed, it can be said that it is difficult.
Today, I finally found an opportunity to show off my might, so how could I let him go because of a word from the other party.
Although the opponent's age and strength surprised him a lot, he also has absolute confidence in himself. How can he say that his real strength is also a sword master, with rich actual combat experience, and it is by no means comparable to a young man in his early twenties .
Anyway, Yan Yuchu was in his hands, and he wasn't worried about Mu Hanyan and others escaping. With a twist of his wrist, the long sword stabbed at the young man opposite him.
"Be careful!" Mu Hanyan and others exclaimed in unison.
This sword seems to be not powerful, but it is as startling as a flying bird, and it is wonderfully crafted, and it contains thousands of changes. Even Zirong's monster eyes couldn't see where the sword was going.
Gu Huangji's face showed a look of complacency. This sword skill is his famous sword skill - Sword Dao Wuhen. Back then, with this sword, he defeated many competitors and became one of the five great priests of God's Blessing.
Apart from the high and transcendent god-like temple master, and several other god-blessing priests, in the entire continent of gods, there are probably few people who can dispel his ingenious sword.
The phantom-like sword glow was almost in front of the former man in the blink of an eye, it seemed to stab at his heart, and it seemed to stab at the sea of qi. Under this sword, his whole body seemed to be full of blood. flaw.
Gu Huangji smiled slightly, this is the subtlety of Wuhen Sword Dao, there are thousands of mysteries in the sword, it is unpredictable, but the sword intention is from the heart. At this moment, even he himself didn't know exactly where the sword was stabbing, but as long as he moved his mind, he could unite the sword with the human, and the sword was like a finger. Ask yourself, if he is the one facing this sword, he will definitely not be able to find a way to break it.
What Wei Wei surprised Gu Huangji was that, facing his life's unique skills, the young man's expression remained unchanged, his hand was still holding the hilt of his sword, and he didn't even move to draw the sword. Could it be that she was frightened and stupid, but there didn't seem to be any panic in her eyes
When the sword came out, it was like an arrow on the string and had to be fired. Gu Huangji didn't think much about it, and with a thought, the long sword stabbed towards the opponent's heart.
In an instant, the sword moved freely, and the human sword merged into one, and his whole body seemed to melt into the sword, turning into a stream of light.
There was also a murderous sneer in his eyes. As one of the five priests of God's Blessing, he will definitely not have the slightest bit of benevolence for women. Back then, countless famous geniuses fell like meteors under his sword. No exception.
The icy sword tip flashed like lightning with a strong sense of death, getting closer to the opponent's heart, and the cold smile in Gu Huangji's eyes became stronger and stronger.
But suddenly, his sneer froze in his eyes. The opponent finally drew his sword. That sword was so simple, so direct, yet so accurate, without a slight difference.
"Choke!" With a soft sound, Gu Huangji was shocked back a few steps again.
"Impossible, impossible." Looking at the long sword in the other party's hand that seemed to be swung at random, Gu Huangji had an unbelievable expression on his face.
Even the other god-blessing priests would never be able to resolve his Wuhen of Sword Dao so easily. How did the young man in front of him do it? Who is he
"Let's go, I don't intend to be your enemy." The young man still didn't answer his question, and said softly.
"Who the hell are you? Could it be that you are also a member of the temple?" Gu Huangji asked suspiciously, putting away his previous contempt. Unless he knows his Heavenly Dao Wuhen well, otherwise, even the twelve saints of the Holy Court will never be able to defuse him so easily. His lore sword, then, there is only one possibility, the other party is also a member of the temple!
"Fen Qianji!" The young man was silent for a while, then said proudly.
That's right, it was none other than Fen Qianji who rescued Mu Hanyan and the others at the critical moment.
"It's you! It turns out that you are Fen Qianji!" Gu Huangji first showed surprise, and then said through gritted teeth, looking as if he wanted to tear Fen Qianji to pieces.
Mu Hanyan was a little strange before. He is also a member of the temple, and Fen Qianji is one of the twelve priests of divine language with a transcendent status. If he wants to prevent Gu Huangji from revealing his identity directly, why does he keep hiding it? It was only after seeing the hatred on Gu Huangji's face that he faintly understood that there was some entanglement between the two of them, it was fine if Fen Qianji didn't reveal his identity, but it would be even more troublesome once he revealed his identity.
"I heard that my only disciple died at your hands?" Gu Huangji stared at Fen Qianji fiercely and asked.
"That's right." Fen Qianji didn't deny it, nor did he explain it.
"Good, good, good!" Gu Huangji said a few good words, but the flames of hatred were burning in his eyes.
Eighteen years ago, he was ordered to sneak into the Holy Court to hunt down Hua Guanyu, another priest of God's Blessing, and his descendants. By the way, he also killed the descendants of the Guardian of God to eliminate future troubles for the temple, but his only disciple remained in the temple. Just five years ago, he received the news that his only disciple was beheaded by a junior named Fen Qianji, and he almost lost his temper due to anger and hatred. Unfortunately, he couldn't find Hua Guanyu's descendant, and he couldn't Returning to the temple without authorization, he had no choice but to suppress this hatred in his heart.
Unexpectedly, today Fen Qianji delivered it to his door by himself!
"Fen Qianji, if my guess is correct, you killed my ineffective disciple, and you should have become a priest of divine language by now, right?" Gu Huangji suddenly changed the subject and asked.
"Not bad." Fen Qianji still did not deny it.
"As a priest of the language of God, you should know your responsibilities. The people in front of you are all descendants of God's Guardian. Once you let them succeed in cultivation, they will definitely become the enemy of my temple. You should have tried your best to kill them one by one. Execution, but instead of making a move, you still prevented me from doing so, what is the reason?" Gu Huangji asked with a sneer, but his tone became more and more severe.
"They are my friends." Fen Qianji said with such a calm expression.
"Friend? Hahahaha, the majestic priest of divine language has become friends with the guardian of the holy court god. Fen Qianji, do you want to learn from Hua Guanyu to betray the temple and become an enemy of the entire continent of gods?" Gu Huangji sneered sarcastically.
Mu Hanyan frowned slightly. Judging by the tone, Fen Qianji's identity as a priest of the divine language seemed to be unable to suppress Gu Huangji. This should be one of the reasons why he was unwilling to reveal his identity before.