When he got a son in his old age, Qu Dangyuan was extremely fond of this precious son. Qu Hongan did not disappoint him. Relying on his extraordinary talent and countless cultivation resources, he was promoted to the imperial rank at a young age. Not to mention their Canyang Sect, even the hostile Xuangang Sect and Hanyun Sect had to admit that Qu Hongan was the most outstanding cultivation genius in Beiyuan City's history. So, before Qu Dangyuan could speak, the elders of the Canyang Sect unanimously recommended Qu Hongan to take the position of young sect leader.

Everyone has high hopes for Qu Hongan, and Qu Dangyuan regards him as his lifelong pride.

But now, because of his carelessness, this pride fell before his eyes and gradually became cold. Qu Dangyuan was both annoyed and sad. His tough face was twisted, and blue veins appeared, as ferocious as a wounded beast.

Hearing Qu Dangyuan's roar, Zhu Sifang and others' hearts had completely sunk into the Ice Valley.

Qu Dangyuan took action before just to help Zhan Xin Sect come forward, and he has no hatred with Gu Fenghua. If Gu Fenghua and others showed strength that was enough to make him afraid, Qu Dangyuan might have changed his mind. But now, his only beloved son is also dead at Gu Fenghua's hands, and both sides are truly immortal.

Knowing that such a deadly revenge was not possible at all, Zhu Sifang and others did not speak nonsense, but held the long sword tightly, circulated the holy energy with all their might, and rushed towards Gu Fenghua and the others.

The intertwined golden light was like a huge net, imprisoning Gu Fenghua and others. With their current state, it would be difficult to use the joint sword again. If you want to save them, the only way is to break the barrier from the outside.

This time, when they saw them rushing towards each other, the disciples of the Canyang Sect who were blocking the front not only did not stop them, but instead left the two sides to give way, and they still gave their full efforts.

Sword lights slashed heavily on the barrier, but only a golden ripples rippled. Even Zhong Lingxiu, a seventh-grade Emperor Saint, could not break it, and was shocked to retreat one after another.

Around him, a disciple of the Canyang Sect showed a contemptuous sneer on his face.

If the city-modification formation in Beiyuan City was so easy to be broken, they would probably not know how many times their three sects had been destroyed, and what was their turn to take action.

Finally stopped and stabilized his body. Zhu Sifang and several formation masters all looked decisive, and even Zhong Lingxiu looked sad. It was not until this moment that they truly realized the power of the Beiyuan City's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city's city was probably powerless for a while when facing such a city-mass formation.

If you want to break this barrier easily, only the strength above the king envoy can do it, such as the powerful sword that Gu Fenghua unsheathed and cut out was beyond the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint.

Their eyes fell on Gu Fenghua again through the barrier like a giant golden net: Are they still unwilling to draw the sword? What was she hesitating about?

Gu Fenghua's hand pressed the hilt of the sword again.

Although she was about to retreat at a touch, she also felt the power of this barrier. Of course, she also knew that only by drawing out the long sword and using the power of the divine sword itself could it be possible to break the barrier in front of her. However, as soon as this thought arose, the strong uneasiness surged into her heart again, as if a voice was shouting anxiously in her heart: Stop, stop, never draw the sword!

Wait, this sound seems to come from the layers of divine sword itself, from the sword tip of the sword that was lingering in the sword sheath with divine light lingering in the sword sheath.
Chapter completed!