"It's useless!" Seeing his subordinates doing this, He Gantai cursed in a low voice, moved his feet, blocked Yu Boqian's face, and slapped him with a palm.

Of course, Yu Boqian would not show weakness, and raised his palm.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Yu Boqian was shocked and took several steps back, and his face changed slightly.

"The second grade of Tiansheng!" Everyone around exclaimed in surprise.

Two purple holy beads appeared on He Gantai's forehead. It turned out that he was actually a powerful man in the second grade of Tiansheng.

"Yu Boqian, now I know. If I dare to bully your Qingyang Sect, I will have the confidence to bully your Qingyang Sect, hahahaha." He Gantai laughed loudly. Before the laughter ended, he attacked Yu Boqian again, and shouted unscrupulously, "Take a move, demolish their sect archway. If anyone dares to stop him, he will beat me hard. If they don't hurt them, they will not know the power of my Chenhuo Sect, and there will be endless troubles in the future!"

Hearing He Gantai's clamor, Yu Boqian's eyes were so angry that his eyes were so angry that he rushed up again. Unfortunately, not everyone has the ability to defeat the enemy above the level. For most saints in this world, the gap between the first level of the Tiansheng and the second level of the Tiansheng is an insurmountable gap!

"Boom..." The palms intersected, the air rays rose, and a piece of sand and stones flew in front of the valley. As the dust flew, Yu Boqian's figure kept retreating.

Although he was extremely angry, he had already put all his strength into unreservedness, but he could not cross the natural gap between the first and second grades of Tiansheng. While he staggered back, blood also oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

Even a fool could see that he was definitely not He Gantai's opponent, so he knew better. After gritting his teeth, Yu Boqian took out a magic weapon and threw it into the air.

A red light flashed, a folding fan opened in the sky, and each fan bone flashed, making a pleasant buzz.

"Qingyang Soul Chasing Fan!" The disciples of Qingyang Sect around them cheered excitedly. This is the treasure of their Qingyang Sect and the treasure of the sect!

Qingyang Sect is known for its skill in refining weapons, and it can be regarded as the treasure of the sect by them. Of course, it is absolutely extraordinary. However, this Qingyang Soul Chasing Fan is too precious. Most Qingyang disciples only heard of it and only saw it for the first time today.

"He Gantai, your Chenhuo Sect is aggressive, don't blame me for being ruthless." Yu Boqian obviously didn't want to use this Qingyang soul-chasing fan easily, hoping that the other party would retreat when he saw the trouble. While sacrificing the magic weapon, he couldn't help but shout loudly.

"I'm so embarrassed to take it out and offer it to you!" Unfortunately, He Gantai didn't take the Qingyang Sect's treasure seriously at all. He waved his right hand and stood up in front of him.

The long banner has nine sides, and each side is covered with black fog, which makes people shudder, making people shudder. It is obviously not an ordinary magic weapon.

Seeing this, Yu Boqian made up his mind and made a handprint. The Qingyang Soul Chasing Fan shook violently, and the fan bones phantom flames burned, and they shot towards He Gantai like a scattered flower.

He Gantai was not afraid at all and also made a handprint. Immediately, the long banners were waving in the wind, making screams, as if nine unwilling souls were roaring unwillingly. The pitch-black spears also flew out of the banner with the bone-broken coldness.
Chapter completed!