He was afraid of Ye Lang Sect because of the other party's scoundrel method of pestering and beating, and he was not actually worried about the strength of Ye Lang Sect. But he was completely different from Duanyue Sect. According to his understanding, Yu Zhixin and Lu Xiuwen in front of him may have reached the realm of the Emperor Saint, and Yu Zhixin and Lu Xiuwen behind them should have reached the ninth rank of the Heavenly Saint, and they are definitely not inferior to themselves, and the others are not weak.

It is not difficult to deal with the monkey of Yelang Sect and his junior nephews, but it is difficult to deal with people like Duanyue Sect, and there is no chance to escape safely.

"I wonder what the junior brothers call them, and which sect disciples are? It seems that you have a grudge against them, so why don't we join forces to get rid of them?" Just as Qin Haofang was secretly worried, Lu Xiuwen smiled indifferently and bowed his hand to Tang Junhou and others and said.

With his strength, he didn't take Gu Fenghua and others seriously at all, and he didn't need to join forces with the imperialists. However, since there are ready-made helpers, why not? The enemy's enemy is a friend.

What's more, now is the critical moment when Duanyue Sect competes for the position of the Holy Sect. You must not cause trouble. Multiple friends are better than multiple enemies.

Hearing his words, Qin Haofang felt even more anxious, turned his head and quietly winked at Gu Fenghua, then bowed slightly, and gathered the holy energy with all his strength.

Just Lu Xiuwen and others from Duanyue Sect would be completely unable to deal with it. If the Yelang Sect were added, there would be no hope at all.

The only thing he can do now is to try his best to block the other party and create a chance for Gu Fenghua and others to escape.

Seeing Qin Haofang's intention, several other disciples of Changfeng Sect held the hilt tightly and were ready to fight with all their strength.

"Junior brother, who is your junior brother? Who are you? Do you know you? Do you know you very well? I want to be my senior brother, so beautiful you. Do you have that qualification? Don't look at how old you are. I have the nerve to call me my junior brother, and I have the nerve to pretend to be young!" At this moment, Tang Junhou rolled his eyes and looked at Lu Xiuwen impatiently and cursed.

"Uh..." Lu Xiuwen's smile suddenly froze on his face.

In Wuji Holy Heaven, both of them are saints, and if they don’t know each other, they say that their senior brothers are polite words, which is normal. With his cultivation level of the Emperor Saint, he is willing to take the initiative to go forward and get close to him. He calls someone else a junior brother and wants to change to a normal young man. Who wouldn’t be flattered and be overjoyed? But the monkey on the opposite side... Oh no, the young man who looks like a monkey is not grateful at all, and he curses him in the face.

For a moment, Lu Xiuwen was confused by the scolding and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

On the other side, Qin Haofang and others, who were about to take the lead and sacrificed their lives to create an escape opportunity for Gu Fenghua and others, were also stunned.

The enemy is friends, and of course they understand this principle. If it were them, they would probably choose to join forces with the Duanyue Sect at this time. However, the monkey in front of him did not have any intention of joining forces, but instead scolded Lu Xiuwen, fearing that there were too few enemies and not enough to fight. What was this guy thinking in his mind?
Chapter completed!