"If I remember correctly, you should be the leader of Shengyuan sect?" Duan Qingyun said.
There are not many people who know the identity of the master of shengyuanzong in yuandaoling. However, it is not a big secret for such an envoy as him.
"Not bad." Yuan Daoling did not feel strange, nodded and said.
"When I visited Qianfeng Valley in the past, I talked with your founder for three days. In the face of your grandmaster, I'm not in a dilemma with you. You can go. " Duan Qingyun seems to recall something, waved his hand and said to yuan Daoling.
Hearing Duan Qingyun's words, everyone was relieved for yuan Daoling. This is a strong man of emperor eight, no one wants to see him fall.
"I understand your kindness, but if you are entrusted to be loyal, please forgive me for not obeying your orders." To everyone's surprise, yuan Daoling stopped in the same place and did not move. He just arched his hand and said to Duan Qingyun.
"For the sake of your grandmaster, I want to spare your life. You are so ignorant!" Duan Qingyun's face was cold.
"Your Excellency, I beg your pardon." Yuan Daoling said calmly and slowly pulled out the sword.
The Holy Spirit poured into the long sword. The ancient and beautiful sword body gave out a pleasant buzz, and eight golden beads sparkled.
"Well, well, it's just the eighth grade emperor saint. Do you really think I can't kill you? Do you really think I can't kill your shengyuanzong and qingyangzong?" Duan Qingyun was angry and laughed back. He didn't draw his sword and went straight to yuan Daoling.
Although there is only one person, but the face is a crowd, but at this time Duan Qingyun is like a leisurely walk, indifferent eyes, as if standing opposite is just a group of ants.
Weng Yuanming, Yu boqian and others have gathered at the side of yuandaoling. Although they were ready to fight to die for their ancestors when many of the three great saints fought, their hands holding the sword still trembled slightly.
There is no way. The gap is too big. In the face of Kang he'an and others, they still have a chance to catch a dead man, but in the face of Qingyun Junshi, they don't even have a chance to catch a dead man. Even if there is a strong emperor of eight products, there is no exception.
I do not know when, the sky overcast, dark clouds pressure almost breathless.
"I'll see what you can do to destroy Qingyang sect!" Just then, Qingyue's female voice rang out. A cloud crossing boat passes through the dark clouds. The door of the boat opens. A beautiful girl floats down with frost on her face, followed by several young men and women.
"Lord!" Yu boqian exclaimed.
"Gu Fenghua!" Duan Qingyun stopped and his face changed slightly.
The master of Qingyang sect was Gu Fenghua. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling.
The disciples and onlookers of the three great saints were also surprised. It turned out that the master of Qingyang sect was not Yu boqian, but Gu Fenghua.
After the surprise, they were a little confused. Gu Fenghua was so young that he didn't know how to convince the public. Not to mention the strong emperor Daoling, but the strong emperor Yuanming and other emperor Wupin, I'm afraid ordinary people can't control them.
"Weng Yuanming, Yao wengshan, Zeng Ningan and Fang Yunsong, my subordinates, meet the Lord." Just as they were secretly wondering, Weng Yuanming and others had already come to Gu Fenghua and bowed to him.
"I'd like to meet the Lord of yuan Daoling." Yuan Daoling also saluted respectfully.