A powerful aura came from outside Wuzhuang Temple. Hong Yun froze. Someone actually dared to come to Wuzhuang Temple looking for trouble? This person truly did not know their place.
"Qing Feng, who did your Master offend this time? Why have they come knocking at the door?" Hong Yun looked at Qing Feng.
"Master Hong Yun, Master rarely ever leaves Wuzhuang Temple. When he does, it is usually with you. How could he have offended anyone? It must have been someone you offended." Qing Feng even joked with Hong Yun.
"How is that possible? Listen, they clearly came to trouble Zhen Yuanzi. Fine, fine. Since I am so kind-hearted, I will deal with this enemy for your Master."
After grumbling a few words, Hong Yun flew out of Wuzhuang Temple and confronted the enemy.
"Who are you? You are not Zhen Yuanzi. Where is Zhen Yuanzi? Call him out for me."
Seeing that it was not Zhen Yuanzi, the visitor showed no courtesy and shouted at Hong Yun.
"Fellow Daoist, we have never met. How have I offended you? Please explain in detail. I am Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi's friend. If you have any business, you may speak to me as well."
Hong Yun responded very politely. He truly had never seen this person before and had no idea how he had provoked him.
"Oh, Hong Yun? Merely an ant. A mere Quasi-Saint, worthless trash. What qualifications do you have to call me Fellow Daoist?"
The visitor looked displeased. A massive claw imprint descended from the sky and pressed down on Hong Yun.
Not good!
Hong Yun secretly cried out and fully activated the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd to meet the claw imprint.
Bang! Hong Yun had no power to resist. He could not hold on for long against the