My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Qu Dangyuan was very fond of this precious son when he was old enough to have a son. And Qu Hong'an 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 setting sun sect, even the mutually hostile Xuan Gang sect and Han Yun sect could not. Do not admit it, Qu Hong'an is the most outstanding cultivation wizard in the history of Beiyuan City. Therefore, before Qu Dangyuan could speak, the elders of the Setting Sun Sect unanimously recommended Qu Hongan to take the position of Young Sect Leader.

Everyone has high hopes for Qu Hong'an, and Qu Dangyuan regards him as the pride of his life.

But now, because of his carelessness, this pride fell before his eyes and gradually turned cold. Qu Danyuan was annoyed, sad and angry at the same time. His strong face was distorted, with blue veins emerging, and he was as ferocious as a wounded beast.

Hearing Qu Danyuan's roar, Zhu Sifang and others' hearts had completely sunk into the ice valley.

Qu Dangyuan's previous action was purely to help Zhan Xinzong, and he had no grudge against Gu Fenghua. If Gu Fenghua and others showed enough strength to make him fearful, Qu Dangyuan might change his mind. But now, his only son has died in Gu Fenghua's hands, and the two sides are truly fighting to the death.

Knowing that there was no possibility of reconciliation between such mortal enemies, Zhu Sifang and others did not talk nonsense. Instead, they held their swords tightly and used their holy energy with all their strength to rush towards Gu Fenghua and the others.

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

This time, when they saw them rushing towards them, the disciples of the Setting Sun Sect in front of them not only did not stop them, but they retreated to both sides to make way for them, and they continued to use their full strength.

One after another, the sword light struck the barrier heavily, but only caused a golden ripple. Even Zhong Lingxiu, a seventh-grade Emperor Saint, was unable to break it open and was even shaken back.

All around, a contemptuous sneer appeared on the faces of the disciples of the Setting Sun Sect.

If the defensive formation of Beiyuan City could be broken so easily, the three major sects would probably have been destroyed countless times before it was time for them to take action.

After finally stopping to stabilize his body, Zhu Sifang and several formation masters looked ashen, and even Zhong Lingxiu looked gloomy. It wasn't until this moment that they truly realized the power of the defensive formation in Beiyuan City. Not to mention them, even the envoys might be powerless in the face of such a defensive formation.

If you want to easily break this barrier, probably only the strength above the emperor's envoy can do it. For example--Gu Fenghua's divine sword was unsheathed and struck out with a powerful sword that surpassed the peak of the ninth rank of Emperor Saint.

Their eyes fell on Gu Fenghua again through the giant golden net-like barrier: Are you still unwilling to draw your sword now? What is she hesitating about?

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

Although she retreated at the touch of a touch, she also felt the power of this barrier. Of course she also knew that only by pulling 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 came up, the strong uneasiness surged into my heart again, as if there was a voice urgently shouting from the bottom of my heart: Stop, stop, never draw the sword!

Wait, this sound seems to come from the divine sword itself wrapped in layers, from the sword edge in the scabbard that is surrounded by divine light and makes it difficult to discern its true identity.

What's going on? Gu Fenghua's finger was about to pull out the sword's edge, but stopped involuntarily.