Feng Jiuge wore a red-and-white robe, standing like a jade tree in the wind. As he looked at Shadow Sect's immortals with a gentle smile, he appeared all the more graceful and elegant.
There was not the slightest battle intent or killing aura on his whole body, yet everyone from Shadow Sect felt immense pressure.
"Feng Jiuge..." Fang Yuan stepped out from the crowd, murmuring the name.
His bearing was peerless, his white robes like snow, his face jade-like, his eyes like dots of lacquer, unfathomable in their depth.
Seeing this scene, Miss White Rabbit's heart jolted as she secretly thought, The two most outstanding people below rank eight in the world today will finally determine who is superior today!
Speaking of it, although Fang Yuan and Feng Jiuge had not interacted for long, the ties between them had in fact stretched back for quite some time.
Several years ago, after Fang Yuan seized Fox Immortal Blessed Land and took Feng Jinhuang's opportunity, he had leapt into Feng Jiuge's field of vision in one stroke.
But at that time, Feng Jiuge had been a lofty Rank 7 Gu Immortal, famous for a long time and standing at the peak. Fang Yuan, meanwhile, had merely been a mortal, like an ant. Even if he had shown a little brilliance, that was all.
Who could have imagined that, in just a few short years, Fang Yuan would not only become a Gu Immortal, but also become the master of Spring Autumn Cicada, destroy Eighty-Eight True Yang Building, and successively take part in the great battles of Yi Tian Mountain, Countercurrent River, and the Dream Battlefield? Now, his limelight was unmatched. His name was on Heavenly Court's wanted list, and in terms of reputation, he was already as famous as Feng Jiuge!
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