Chapter 3639

"The one behind with his face covered should be his own disciple. How about his strength?" A young man asked curiously.

"I don't know. It was more than 200 years ago that I went to lingjiyu last time. I just met the emperor killing envoy by chance. His disciple should be young, and he was not born at that time. How could I know so much?" The Lord shook his head and said.

"Although I don't know his identity and strength, I'm afraid that he can be killed by the emperor, and his income can be compared with other people. Shen Yuxuan and others have good strength. I'm afraid they won't get any benefits if they meet him." Next to a patriarch worried said.

"Is Chengyun Valley going to fall into the hands of outsiders like this?" Another patriarch also said with a worried face.

No matter how they fight, the meat is always rotten in the pot, and no one is willing to let outsiders take advantage of it.

But with the appearance of Nie Jitian, things have been out of the control of the five monarchs in Xuanji region. Meat can't be rotten in the pot if they want to. Not only one master of Shengzong, but also several envoys on the stage became more serious.

Although the young disciples of each sect didn't ask for an answer, they only looked at the solemn and dignified faces of the Lord and the envoys. They could also guess the horror of Nie Jitian. Looking at the young man with black scarf and face, they were all worried and didn't dare to ask any more questions. The atmosphere of the scene became depressed.

Gu Fenghua didn't take charge of Nie zatian. He looked at the masked man in doubt. The more he looked at his back, the more he felt familiar. Where did he see it?

Seems to feel Gu Fenghua's eyes, the man suddenly turned his head. Four eyes, such as sharp swords, meet in the air. Gu Fenghua feels the unforgettable hatred again. The other person's eyes become bloody red, as if there is a raging fire.

Fire! Gu Fenghua suddenly thought of something.

"Is it him?" Subconsciously, Gu Fenghua blurted out.

"What is he, Fenghua? What are you talking about?" Lorne didn't understand what she was saying. He asked doubtfully.

"It's nothing. I suddenly think about something." Gu Fenghua shook his head and said.

In my mind, a twisted and ferocious face looms up. Even though it has been several years, when I think of it again, I still remember it vividly.

However, it's time for him to turn to ashes and die without a burial place. How can he live to the present, and how can he come to Wuji holy heaven and worship Nie zatian? It's impossible, impossible!

"Let's go up, too." Just as Gu Fenghua thought in secret, Luo en said again.

Looking up, I found that the masked man had already climbed the stage with Nie Jitian and stood straight behind him.

Shiyanying monk kangran and others are walking towards the stage. Although the envoy of Chengyun is not there, it is not surprising that their three sword masters will not give up Chengyun Valley and send their disciples to participate in the competition.

But later, when Gu Fenghua and others appeared, there was a sound of surprise in the crowd.

"Who are they, so bold, that they dare to take advantage of cloud Valley?" A young disciple said in surprise.