"Master, who are they?" Several disciples behind Changsun Luocang were also puzzled, and someone asked.

"The woman in the lead is Gu Fenghua, and the dead girl behind is Luo Enen." Changsun Luocang said gritting his teeth.

"So she is Gu Fenghua!" Behind him, a disciple raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed a strong hatred.

Others don’t know how Gu Fenghua and others offended Changsun Luocang, and even the other junior brothers were unknown. As the oldest disciple Changsun Luocang stayed by his side, he was also his confidant. How could he know nothing?

When she was still in the Tianji Continent, Gu Fenghua repeatedly destroyed his master's plan. Many of his master's men arranged for Wuji Shengtian were also killed in her hands. After coming to Wuji Shengtian, she became enemies with her master again and again.

But with her master's strength and status, she had no way to do anything, and she was even injured several times. Last time she was shot by them, she was even more injured and even her cultivation level dropped a lot. For the dignified envoy, this was a great shame!

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the arrow that Changsun Luocang was hit last time was not done by Gu Fenghua and others, but by snatching the crossbow from Luo Enen's hand and pulling the trigger with his own hands, and then was surprisingly shot into the vital point by the unpredictable ghost of the world without a trace.

The dignified king envoy, one of the top strong men in Wuji Shengtian, was shot by him with an arrow. The shame and frustration were naturally imagined. Changsun Luocang hated Gu Fenghua and others to death, just as Luo Enen, and his hatred for her was even above Gu Fenghua. He wanted to pull her skin and cramp her to pieces, so that she would never be reborn.

Looking at Gu Fenghua and others with his eyes blazing fire, Changsun Luocang could hardly help but take action. However, when he thought of Chang Aotian and others beside him, he struggled to restrain this idea. Gu Fenghua and others appeared here, obviously to participate in the Chengyun Competition, but he didn't know which monarch's registered disciple participated. Before he could figure out this matter, how could he dare to take action easily?

Changsun Luocang suppressed the hatred in his heart. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at Chang Aotian and others, but saw that the five great lords in Xuanji Realm except Chengyun Master Envoy had already arrived. Only Qingqiu Master Envoy was not there, and their disciples were all standing behind him. Nie Shitian, who came from Lingji Realm, was no exception.

Could it be that they were Mo Qingqiu’s registered disciples? With such speculation in his heart, Changsun Luocang did not dare to take action.

Although he is one of the eighteen lords with the oldest and oldest, when it comes to qualifications and cultivation, he cannot even be ranked in the middle. After being injured last time, his cultivation level declined and he could only be at the bottom. However, Mo Qingqiu is one of the strongest among the eighteen lords. If Gu Fenghua and others really become Mo Qingqiu's registered disciples, he would only take his own humiliation.

But why did they all arrive, but Mo Qingqiu has not arrived yet? Could it be that he had guessed wrongly that they were actually attracted by a certain envoy of the other two extreme domains.

However, even if the other monarchs selected Gu Fenghua and others were not able to compete at this time. Changsun Luocang was suspicious and did not dare to take action.

"I didn't expect that they would come to Xuanji Domain and search for it without any effort!" Changsun Luocang was full of doubts and did not dare to do it easily. However, the disciple behind him did not think much, sneered, suddenly flew up, slapped Gu Fenghua with a palm.
Chapter completed!