Chapter 3080

Yesterday, duanyuezong sent people with limited strength. They were more or less careful, so they didn't expose their identities. Today, the two elders appeared at the same time, obviously putting all their eggs in one basket. Anyway, they will kill him in the middle of the road.

They have this confidence and confidence in their cultivation of the holy realm of the emperor. They don't have to worry about divulging information.

"Fenghua, you'd better go. This time I really can't trouble you any more." Later, Liang Yunshi gathered Qi to deliver sound and said to Gu Fenghua.

Taking advantage of the fact that he Hong and his disciples are worried about their injuries and have no time to take care of others, it is a great opportunity for Gu Fenghua and others to get away. It is also the only chance. If they wait for them to take action, it will be too late to leave.

"Mr. Liang, do you think they will let us go?" Gu Fenghua did not start, just said calmly.

"If you want to stay alive, you'd better not act rashly, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." Sure enough, as soon as they finished, he Hong and his wife turned their heads at the same time and said with a gloomy face. They also faintly sent out a cold killing machine.

Emperor saint is emperor saint. Even if Gu Fenghua and Liang allow them to gather Qi to transmit sound, they can also feel the fluctuation of Qi. It's not hard to guess what they are saying and how they can give Gu Fenghua and others a chance to get away.

Gu Fenghua had never thought of leaving, and Wen Yan was too lazy to start.

Seeing that Gu Fenghua didn't dare to act rashly, he was probably shocked by the momentum of his empire. He said that he was complacent and didn't say any more. He turned around and pulled out the golden needle between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were at a loss. Although he only had a sleepy night, he seemed to have been sleeping for thousands of years. When he opened his eyes, he felt as if he was separated from the rest of the world.

"Master... Master?" After watching it for a long time, he slowly recalled who he was, but he felt so far away and strange.

"Zheng Fang, how are you? Do you want to be healthy?" After all, he was a disciple with a big hand. Seeing his blank eyes, he Yandao felt a pain in his heart and asked anxiously.

"Shifu... Wu..." the middle-aged man finally returned to his heart and soul, and gave out a cry.

"Zheng Fang, what's the matter with you? Are you hurt?" He Yandao was in a hurry and asked anxiously.

"Wu, Wu..." the middle-aged man didn't answer, but he cried even more.

"Zheng Fang, what's the matter?" Hong Yuan an also worries of ask a way.

"Wow..." he asked, the middle-aged man holding he Yandao was a burst of snot, a burst of tears, crying more sad.

Soon, he Fangdao's robe on his chest was soaked with tears. That cry, is really heartbroken, cry to hear sad, see tears.

A good old man, the master of the top nine products of heaven, even cried like this. Let alone other people, even Gu Fenghua and others felt numb and cold.

"What's the matter with him?" He Yandao was even more anxious when he looked at the disciple who was out of breath and sobbed on his shoulder.

"It's probably poisonous hair again, but yesterday it broke out laughing. How did it turn into crying today?" Yang is guessing that subconsciously back two steps, away from the younger martial brother is likely to be poisoned again.