After hearing Gu Fenghua's words, those students of Yunchuan clan, who had been dejected, were inspired, but soon they were puzzled: Lu Linfeng fell into Lu Zhengqiao's hands. With his strength, he had no power to save himself. Unless he was dead or alive, no one could do anything about Teng Hongtu, Lu Hansong and Lu Zhengqiao. But why is Gu Fenghua so confident?

"Gu Fenghua, I admit that you do have strength, scheming and means, but you are still bluffing at this time. You look down on us too much." Teng Hongtu finally got up from the ground and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, disdaining to Gu Fenghua.

Lu Linfeng has already fallen into his own hands, and I don't know where Gu Fenghua has the confidence to say that. If it wasn't for Gu Fenghua who was so angry with him that he vomited blood three times after he was seriously injured, he would have laughed three times with his neck up.

"Let's go!" Instead of talking to Gu Fenghua, Teng Hongtu turned to look at Lu Zhengqiao and Lu Hansong and gave them a look.

Lu Zhengqiao nodded knowingly, but Lu Hansong looked at Lu Linshan. It seemed that he couldn't bear it, but finally he turned his head and nodded to Teng Hongtu.

Seeing his father turning his head mercilessly, Lu Linshan had a bitter and sad face, but he didn't say anything more. At the moment when he knew the truth, his heart was dead. What could he say?

On the other side, Lu Lin Feng was angry and anxious, but he couldn't speak. Finally, he burst out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Teng Hongtu and his disciples are more determined. They don't believe that Gu Fenghua and Yunchuan's disciples can really ignore Lu Linfeng's life and death.

Seeing that the three were about to leave, all the disciples of Yunchuan sect grasped the sword handle subconsciously. Although they all feel guilty for Lu Linfeng, if they just let them go, they are still unwilling.

The sword light is cold, and the field is full of killing, but Teng Hongtu has a faint sneer. Even if he was seriously injured, he didn't pay attention to these Yunchuan disciples. The only thing he was afraid of was Gu Fenghua.

Eyes staring at Gu Fenghua, all the mind, also fell on Gu Fenghua.

Lu Hansong and Lu Zhengqiao are also staring at Gu Fenghua. Now several elders are seriously injured, and they can't open the great battle to protect the clan. With these two and three generations of disciples and the mediocre Lu family, who can stop them? The only one who can keep them is Gu Fenghua.

However, Gu Fenghua and Lu Linfeng's sister and brother are well matched. Today's affairs are all for him. As long as Lu Linfeng is still in hand, they don't believe Gu Fenghua dare to act rashly.

Of course, Gu Fenghua is not alone. In addition to her, there are Liu Sanjue and other younger generations. But Gu Fenghua, a genius of Tianzong, who had reached the seventh grade of emperor Saint at a young age, couldn't find a few in the ten thousand year history of Wuji saint. They didn't believe that lornen had such strength.

Obviously, they underestimated Lorne, Bai pangzi and ye colorless, and even underestimated Ye Yunji.

"Why don't you always believe me?" Gu Fenghua sighed helplessly and looked at several people with sympathetic eyes.

Teng Hongtu, Lu Hansong and Lu Zhengqiao were all on guard against Gu Fenghua. When they heard that she seemed helpless, but in fact she sighed with confidence, their hearts were slightly tight, and they were more absorbed in Gu Fenghua's every move.