This epee, in the hands of the petite Gu Fenghua, looks even bigger.
Apparently Gu Fenghua's sword was taken out of her storage bracelet.
For a moment, the surroundings became quiet.
Isn't Gu Fenghua a beast master?
She can use a sword?
Could it be that she is a saint?
Is this possible?
"Are you a saint?" Fan Anbing looked at the sword in Gu Fenghua's hand, but became even more excited.
Gu Fenghua did not answer his question, but smiled sweetly and said in a calm voice, "Congratulations on successfully angering me, making me want to avenge Enen with my own hands."
"Enen?" Fan Anbing was puzzled, and immediately sneered, "Just my last opponent. Stupid woman, she's weak, she deserves it. I didn't kill her, what revenge do you have?"
"That's why I won't kill you." Gu Fenghua still smiled gently, but the words he said had an unspeakable ruthlessness. But I'll pay you back ten times the pain you raised on Lorne.
"Just you?" Fan Anbing wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.
However, at the next moment, Fan Anbing's laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the neck. Eyes wide open! Because Gu Fenghua in front of him swung his sword straight to his face! The speed frightened him. After an afterimage, Gu Fenghua had already appeared in front of him.
Fan Anbing raised his sword to block.
"Clang!" There was a crisp sound as the weapons were handed over.
Fan Anbing took two steps back to stabilize his figure.
He looked at Gu Fenghua in astonishment, and when he saw eight white holy beads emerging from Gu Fenghua's forehead, he was a little relieved.
Although he was surprised that Gu Fenghua was really a saint, but seeing that Gu Fenghua's strength was the same as his, he was not afraid.
The two separated and stood still again.
However, the audience has already exclaimed.
"Gu Fenghua is a holy master!"
"Eighth-Rank Fighting Saint, am I not mistaken?"
"Who said that Gu Fenghua is a good-for-nothing who cannot cultivate?"
"Is she a beast master, or a saint? My mother, I'm really not dreaming It hurts so much, why are you pinching me?"
"Are you in pain? Then I'm not dreaming."
"Crazy, pinch yourself."
Sitting next to Jiang Ziyi, Wu Yongjun was much calmer than the excited Jiang Ziyi. Hehe, eighth rank Dou Sheng? Gu Fenghua is not an eighth-rank fighting saint, but a real Dharma saint! It's time to play!
Zhong Wanying, who was standing in the crowd, had no trace of blood on her face. Gu Fenghua is actually an eighth-rank Dou Sheng, far surpassing her strength. As her only "close friend in the boudoir", she didn't know anything about it.
"Wanying, don't you have a good relationship with Gu Fenghua? You always said that she can't cultivate so that we don't look down on her. Were you teasing us before?" A girl next to Zhong Wanying glared at Zhong Wanying and asked unkindly .
Zhong Wanying opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she couldn't say anything.
What can she say? Said that she never thought of making friends with Gu Fenghua, she was just pretending. It is said that Gu Fenghua already knew about it, so she made false claims with herself, and she didn't know Gu Fenghua's real strength at all?
Can she say this?
Fatty Bai sat next to Wu Yongjun, and he was also the last six of the top ten. At this moment, he looked at Fan Anbing on the stage with a cold face. That day, Luo Enen was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of stubbornness, which is still vivid in his memory. It was this Fan Anbing who beat Lonen so badly that he is still recuperating in bed. Fan Anbing could obviously win by taking Luo Enen off the stage, or making Luo Enen admit defeat. But he didn't, he tortured Luo Enen who was already speechless with sword after sword, and didn't even give Luo Enen a chance to admit defeat.
Fatty Bai remembered very clearly the tragic situation of Luo Enen at that time, and even more remembered the anger that Gu Fenghua tried to suppress with a calm face at that time.
Today, an eye for an eye and an eye for an eye. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com