"Well, that's what you want." Duan Qingyun made a quick decision and pulled out his sword. His face once again showed the publicity and domineering spirit of the monarch.

At this time, Duan Qingyun would never think of how stupid his decision was. When he reacts, he has no time to regret.

"One sword, cut the flood!" Just when Duan Qingyun sneers in secret, Gu Fenghua has cut it out with one sword.

Although Duan Qingyun was tortured to death in Chengyun Valley last time, and finally forced him to flee, Gu Fenghua knows very well that if Duan Qingyun had not been suppressed by the holy dragon blood of night cloud silence, the winner might not be known.

Therefore, even if her cultivation has been promoted to the middle of the ninth grade of emperor Sheng, she still does not dare to be careless. As soon as she makes a move, she will do it with all her strength to improve the Holy Spirit to the extreme.

Nine golden pearls appear between the eyebrows.

"The ninth grade of emperor, she is the ninth grade of emperor!" In the crowd, there was an uncontrollable cry of surprise, and even the disciples of the three great saints were wide eyed.

A little unknown Qingyang sect, not only has a second grade emperor saint, three fifth grade emperor saint, and one eighth grade emperor saint, but also has reached the ninth grade emperor saint. More importantly, the patriarch is still so young!

Not to mention outsiders, even Yu boqian and Weng Yuanming and others were stunned, and almost dropped their chin to the ground. They had long known that their master's qualification was against heaven and could not be measured by common sense. However, they did not expect that Gu Fenghua's cultivation reached such a level when they met again.

Sure enough, there is no wrong person. If there is such a patriarch, why worry that the patriarchal clan is not happy! After this war, the burning heaven sect must be famous all over the world, and he will also be famous in the history as the founder elder! Weng Yuanming, Yao Wenshan and Zeng Ningan were even more excited, and they couldn't stop shaking.

Seeing the nine golden pearls between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows, Duan Qingyun was also surprised, and his heart suddenly gave birth to an ominous premonition.

It's a pity that he didn't return his bow. It's too late for him to stop now. Besides, he can't stop even in full view of the public, unless he doesn't even want the face of your envoy.

"Hum..." without hesitation, Duan Qingyun took out his long sword.

However, it's just the middle stage of the ninth grade of the emperor's saint. His true cultivation has surpassed the peak of the ninth grade of the emperor's saint. Are you afraid that she won't succeed! Duan Qingyun's mind quickly sweeps over the people behind Gu Fenghua. He still doesn't find the existence of night cloud silence, and he soon puts down his heart.

The holy Qi runs and pours into the sword. Nine dazzling golden pearls appear between Duan Qingyun's eyebrows. Suddenly, a mysterious and majestic Qi emerges from heaven and earth. The Qi is suppressed on him, but his momentum is rising rapidly.

"What's going on?" It's very strange that Mingming's momentum is rising rapidly, but it is suppressed by heaven and earth's Qi. Many people are puzzled.

"Heaven and earth prohibition, your cultivation has broken through the top limit of the emperor's nine grades, so it triggered heaven and earth prohibition!" A bifengzong elder said in surprise.

Others are at a loss. As an elder of Shengzong, he is well-informed and can see what's going on at a glance.

Beside him, the other elders of Shengzong were also happy.

The LORD was seriously injured and forced to bow to Qingyang sect, which is undoubtedly a great shame to their three saints. I thought that with the help of Qingyun Junshi, I would be able to destroy Qingyang sect. I was ashamed of their three saints. Who knows, the leader of Qingyang sect was the strong one at the top of the ninth grade of emperor Sheng.