She was wearing a green martial arts skirt, with flying black hair, delicate and beautiful facial features, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. She had a faint sense of transcendence and mystery.
But the first feeling when looking at her was... ice!
Naked ice!
This kind of ice was completely different from the coldness of the fifth senior sister Fang Shu. After all, although Fang Shu was cold, she had feelings in her heart. Although that kind of coldness kept people away, it was still alive.
But this woman was different. Her ice seemed to freeze even her soul. Just standing there, the void behind her seemed to be completely frozen!
And at the moment when this woman showed her true face, the entire Daoji Square instantly became dead silent!
The expressions of all the true disciples became exactly the same incredible and horrified! !
"Fan, Senior Sister Fan..."
Shui Ling widened her beautiful eyes!
"It's really Senior Sister Fan! How could she suddenly appear? Didn't she already, already..."
Teng Canghuo's tone was slightly trembling.
"She... is Senior Sister Fan!"
"Oh my God! It's really Senior Sister Fan!"
"Didn't they say Senior Sister Fan has been missing for more than ten years? How could she suddenly appear?"
After the sudden silence, there was a complete explosion!
The entire Daoji Square instantly became boiling!
All the true disciples were in endless shock!
The woman in the void was obviously the Senior Sister Fan they were talking about.
Who is Senior Sister Fan?
Before Yue Wuji and his four great generals appeared out of nowhere, before the entire Kaiyang lineage was shocked, the peerless human king of the entire Beidou Daoji Sect of this generation was not just one person, Wu Wentian was just one of them. In addition to
him, there is another person!
It is a woman named... Fan Qinghui!
That is the green-clothed woman who suddenly appeared in front of
him! "Oh my god! After all this time, she is not an enemy, but also a member of the sect? Fan Qinghui... seems to have heard of it, but I haven't seen it."
Zhan Qingchen smiled bitterly with some helplessness. At this moment, he has discovered that Fan Qinghui is a tough guy. Fortunately, it was Old Seven who went up. If it was him, he would be embarrassed today.
"Junior Sister Fan, I've been away for more than ten years, and I miss you so much. I always thought you would be fine, but I didn't expect to see you again today, and you've made great progress in your cultivation. I'm really happy for you."
A clear voice sounded, and it was from Wu Wentian!
He was the first person to recognize Fan Qinghui's voice, but he couldn't be sure. After seeing Fan Qinghui's appearance, he finally confirmed Fan Qinghui's identity.
"Brother Wu, it's true that I haven't seen you for a long time. You have made a lot of progress, but it's a pity that you are not as good as I imagined."
A vague and indifferent voice sounded from Fan Qinghui's mouth. She looked down at Wu Wentian, as if she was reminiscing about the past, but it gave people a deep sense of alienation and strangeness.
This immediately made Wu Wentian frown slightly!
He felt that the Fan Qinghui in front of him seemed to be very different from the one in his memory, as if she had completely changed.
"Since we are from the same clan, we are not enemies, so there is no need to fight to the death. Today is the day of the coronation of the Holy Son. Why don't you take a seat and send a blessing?"
Above the void, Li Chenglong looked at Fan Qinghui from a distance and spoke lightly, with bright eyes facing each other, with an unpredictable look.
Hearing Li Chenglong's words, Fan Qinghui suddenly smiled softly! A
very beautiful smile!
Full of a mysterious temptation, even... seductive!
But soon Fan Qinghui retracted his gaze and looked at the Dao Ji Sect Master and the six chiefs in the distance!
"Disciple Fan Qinghui has met the six chiefs, and has met... the Lord Sect Master!"
Fan Qinghui clasped his fists and bowed.
From the beginning to now, the six chiefs and the Dao Ji Sect Master have not spoken, nor have they made a move. They seem to have chosen to watch, because from the moment Fan Qinghui appeared, they felt the other party's cultivation. The peerless human king in the early stage of the divine position is indeed very strong, but they don't need to make a move yet.
"Fan Qinghui, you can return safely and break through to the godly position. It is your chance and fortune, and it is also the fortune of the sect. As Li Chenglong said, since you are back and caught up with the grand event, just sit down and watch. We will talk about it later if there is anything."
Dao Ji Sect Master spoke lightly, with no joy or sadness in his tone, but with a hint of unquestionable.
The Sect Master spoke, and it should be the final word!
Just when all the true disciples nodded lightly, thinking that Fan Qinghui would do it, they saw Fan Qinghui in the void smiled again!
A leisurely look appeared on that beautiful but cold face, saying: "Sect Master, I have just said that he is not worthy of the position of the 'Son of the North Star'!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderclap!
The eyes of the four people of Kaiyang lineage narrowed at once, and all the true disciples showed puzzlement.
Is Fan Qinghui going to do it for real?
"What a joke! If Lao Jiu is not worthy, who is worthy? Don't say it's you..."
Zhan Qingchen smiled, but the smile was dangerous!
"It doesn't have to be me, but I don't accept it. At least, he hasn't... defeated me yet!"
Fan Qinghui said lightly, and then turned his eyes and finally looked at Ye Wuque standing on the eighth step of the Fengshan Terrace.
Ye Wuque turned his back to the Fengshan Terrace, with his hands behind his back, expressionless, just watching quietly, without saying a word from beginning to end, as if watching a play.
Fan Qinghui's words did not make him show any expression, only calmness.
"Junior Sister Fan, why are you like this? Don't disturb the coronation ceremony!"
Wu Wentian frowned and said, he was persuading Fan Qinghui.
"Hahahahaha... didn't defeat you? Miss, you are really humorous! It's a pity that you can't even beat the seventh. What kind of confidence makes you think you can beat the ninth who has reached the great perfection of the Godly Position?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
Zhan Qingchen laughed again, and immediately caused all the true disciples to nod slowly.
The peerless human king in the early stage of the Godly Position!
Fan Qinghui's cultivation is indeed amazing, even surpassing Wu Wentian.
But what is the cultivation of the Holy Son?
The Great Perfection of the Divine Position!
I'm afraid that one hand can crush Fan Qinghui to death!
"So what?"
"High cultivation and strong combat power can't prove anything. Winning or losing is never about these, but the final result! Or..."
The smile on Fan Qinghui's face became charming, and at the same time, a fire cloud mark flashed on her smooth forehead, as if it was burning, making her whole person extremely weird and mysterious!
After a pause, Fan Qinghui looked at Ye Wuque again, and a hint of teasing slowly emerged in her eyes and then said: "You dare not accept my challenge?"
"You are afraid of me!"
"You are afraid of me!"
"You avoid me!"
"If that's the case, I naturally have nothing to say, but if the Holy Son of my Beidou Dao Ji Zong is such a timid, cowardly person, it's really too shameful!"
"Do you think you are worthy of being the Holy Son?"
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