My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

These Chen Huo Sect disciples were imposing, and they were not weak at first glance. The worst ones were probably at the eighth rank of Profound Sage. Although the old man in the lead was not tall and so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind, his complexion was rosy and he had a childlike face.

On the contrary, He Gantai, who was arrogant and arrogant before, stood behind him with his head lowered, as obedient as a sheep.

"Senior Brother Yu!" From a distance, Gu Fenghua saw Yu Boqian's worried face, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, so he shouted loudly.

"Fenghua, you're out of customs, now it's over, now it's over!" Yu Boqian turned his head violently, his brows that were originally filled with anxiety were relaxed, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and greeted him happily, as if seeing the backbone.

"Who is she?" Seeing this, Ge Dongyang's expression darkened, and he asked He Gantai in a low voice.

Seeing the restlessness and anxiety on Yu Boqian's face earlier, he believed that as long as he put a little more pressure on him, he would definitely lead all the disciples of the Qingyang Sect out of Longyin Mountain. Who knows, when the girl appeared, Yu Boqian seemed to have found the backbone, and his face was no longer worried.

"She is the one who injures the disciple! Uncle Master must never underestimate the enemy. Regardless of her young age, she already has the cultivation base of the first rank of Heavenly Sage, and her sword skills are even more exquisite. I was careless and lost to her hands. Although the fat man and the little girl behind her are not as skilled as her in sword skills, they are also at the first rank of Heavenly Sage." Said.

"There are three such young heavenly sages in a newly-built sect!" Although He Gantai had heard that he was defeated by a few young people from the Qingyang Sect, Ge Dongyang never thought that they would be so young. From his point of view, these people are clearly punks.

Of course, this is not surprising, given his age, coupled with the virtue of relying on the old and selling the old, even when facing an old man like Yu Boqian with gray hair and wrinkled face, he can say the words "young and ignorant". The age of Gu Fenghua and the others is really too young for him.

"They are not disciples of Qingyang Sect, but casual cultivators." He Gantai explained.

"Loose cultivators, have you inquired clearly, are they really casual cultivators?" Ge Dongyang said in surprise.

Even for the disciples of the emperor's envoy, at the age of Gu Fenghua and others, it seems unbelievable to him to be promoted to a heavenly saint, let alone a casual cultivator.

"The disciples have asked, they claim to be casual cultivators, if they are the successors of the emperor or the disciples of the Holy Sect, I believe they will never hide their identities, otherwise they will be disrespectful to the master sect.

The disciple guessed that it was by chance that they found the rare treasures and miraculous medicines left by the previous strong men, and they were able to cultivate so much. "He Gantai expressed his guess.

"Well, it should be like this, they are lucky." Ge Dongyang stroked his long beard under his forehead and nodded.

In Wuji Shengtian, the status of the envoy is so high that it can be said that there are hundreds of millions of people under three people, and the major holy sects are also above thousands of sects. What do they care about most? It's face, if those young people really have such a background, they will definitely not hide it, so he firmly believes in He Gantai's guess, and feels a little contempt for Gu Fenghua and Fatty Bai, Luo Enen and the others.

He would never know that the original He Gantai had the same contempt for Gu Fenghua and the others, and his end was miserable, miserable.