Mu Hanyan looked at the visitor, but his pupils shrank sharply, it was him!

As one of the five great gods and priests of the temple, he has been famous in the land of gods many years ago. In many people's eyes, he is even the kind of master with very different legends, but his strength is suppressed after coming to the Holy Court. , Even the strength of the ninth sword master did not dare to easily expose, for fear that the vigilance of the holy court would be ruthlessly killed, it can be described as difficult.

Today, I finally found an opportunity to show off his power, how could it be easy to let go because the other party said a word.

Although the opponent's age and strength brought him a lot of surprise, he also has absolute confidence in himself. How can he say that his true strength is also a swordsman, and he has rich practical experience and is by no means comparable to a young man in his early twenties. .

Anyway, Yan Yuchu was in his hand, and he was not worried that Mu Hanyan and the others would escape. As soon as he twisted his wrist, the long sword stabbed at the opposite young man.

"Be careful!" Mu Hanyan and others exclaimed in unison.

This sword does not seem to have a strong momentum, but it is astonishing and wonderful, and it contains thousands of changes. Even Zi Rong's pair of demon pupils couldn't tell where the sword was piercing.

Gu Huangji's face showed a complacent look. This sword was his famous sword skill-Kendo Wuhen. Back then, with this sword, he defeated many competitors and became one of the five gods and priests.

Except for the lord of the temple, who is aloft and transcendent like a god, there are also several other priests of the gods. In the entire continent of gods, I am afraid that few people can dissolve his wonderful sword.

The sword light that looked like a phantom was almost handed to the predecessor in the blink of an eye. It seemed to pierce his heart, and it seemed to pierce the sea of ​​Qi. Under this sword, he seemed to be covered with flaw.

The ancient emperor smiled very slightly. This is the subtlety of Wuhen in the sword. The sword is full of mysteries and changes, but the sword is intent. At this moment, even he himself didn't know where the sword was stabbing, but as long as his mind moved, the sword could be combined into one, and the sword was like a finger. Ask yourself, if he is facing this sword, he will definitely not find a way to crack it.

Wei Wei surprised Gu Huangji that in the face of her own unique skills, the young man facing him had the same expression, still holding the hilt in his hand, and he didn't even move the sword. Could it be that I was scared and silly, but there seemed to be no panic in my eyes?

When the sword came out, it was forced to send it like an arrow on the string. The ancient emperor didn't think much, but with a thought, the long sword stabled towards the opponent's heart.

In an instant, the sword walked at will, the human sword was one, and his whole person seemed to melt into the sword, turning into a stream of light.

In his eyes, there was also a murderous sneer. As one of the five gods and priests, he would never have the slightest benevolence of a woman. Back then, I don’t know how many celestial geniuses who were once famous fell like a meteor under his sword. Today, There will be no exceptions.

The cold tip of the sword flashed like lightning with a strong meaning of death, getting closer and closer to the opponent's heart, and the cold smile in Gu Huangji's eyes became thicker.

But suddenly, his sneer freezes in his eyes. The other party finally made a sword. That sword was so simple, so direct, but so accurate, no difference.

"Choke!" With a soft sound, Gu Huangji was shaken back a few steps again.

"Impossible, impossible." Looking at the long sword in the opponent's hand that seemed to be just casually swung, Gu Huangji looked incredulous.

Even the other priests of the gods and blessings would never be able to dissolve his kendo without trace so easily. How did the young man before him do it? Who is he?

"Let's go, I have no intention of being an enemy of you." The young man still did not answer his question, and said softly.

"Who on earth are you? Are you also from the temple?" Gu Huangji put away his previous insignificance and asked suspiciously. Unless he knows his way of heaven and no trace, even the twelve saints of the holy court will never be able to dissolve him so easily, so there is only one possibility, the other party is also a person in the temple!

"Fen Qianjie!" The young man was silent for a while, then said proudly.

Yes, it was not someone else who rescued Mu Hanyan and others at a critical moment, it was Fen Qianji.

"It's you! It turns out that you are Fen Qianjie!" Gu Huangji was surprised at first, then gritted his teeth and said, looking like he wanted to break Fen Qianjie's body into pieces.

Mu Hanyan was a little strange before. As a member of the temple, Fen Qianjie was also one of the twelve god-word priests with aloof status. He wanted to prevent the ancient emperor from directly revealing his identity. Why did he keep covering up? It was only when I saw Gu Huangji's full face of hatred that I realized what entanglement there was between the two.

"I heard that my only disciple died in your hands?" Gu Huang asked, staring at Fen Qianji fiercely.

"Not bad." Fen Qianjing did not deny or explain.

"Okay, okay, very good!" Gu Huangji repeated several good words, but a flame of hatred burned in his eyes.

Eighteen years ago, he was ordered to sneak into the holy court to hunt down another god-blessed priest Huaguanyu and his descendants. He also killed the descendants of the god's guardian by the way, and cut off trouble for the temple, but the only disciple remained in the temple. Just five years ago, he received the news that his only disciple was beheaded by a junior named Fen Qianjie. He was so angry and hated that he almost went into trouble. Unfortunately, he didn’t find Hua Guanyu’s descendants and he couldn’t. Returning to the temple without authorization, had no choice but to suppress this hatred in my heart.

Unexpectedly, today Fen Qianji brought it to the door by himself!

"Fen Qianjie, if I didn't guess wrong, you killed my ineffective disciple, and now you should have become a priest of God's Word?" Gu Huangji suddenly changed his conversation and asked.

"Not bad." Fen Qianjing still did not deny it.

"As a god-word priest, you should know your responsibilities. The few people in front of you are all descendants protected by the gods. Once they are successful in cultivation, they will definitely become the enemy of my temple. You should have done your best to take them one by one. Punishment, but instead of doing anything, you stopped me from doing it. What's the reason for this?" Gu Huang asked with a sneer, but his tone became more and more severe.

"They are my friends," Fen Qianji said, her expression so calm.

"Friends? Hahahaha, the dignified priest of the gods, unexpectedly became friends with the guardian of the holy court god, burning Qianji, do you also want to learn from Huaguanyu to rebel out of the temple and become the enemy of the entire continent of gods?" Gu Huang Ji sneered sarcastically.

Mu Hanyan frowned slightly, listening to this tone, it seemed that the identity of the priest of Fen Qianji's divine words couldn't restrain Gu Huangji. This should be one of the reasons why he was not willing to reveal his identity before.