"Who made him play such a hard hand before, he deserved it." The fat man shook his head, deeply agreeing with Luo Enen's words.
"This is called good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that there will be no reward, but the time has not yet come." Ye Wuse smiled lightly.
Although the competition has not yet started, several people have already seen the tragic ending of this young man, because they know that Gu Fenghua who turned into a delicate little white flower is the most terrifying Gu Fenghua!
The sweeter she smiles, the more miserable the person opposite will often die!
"Guanghua Temple, Feng Qingyue" Coming to the opposite side of Gu Fenghua, the young man touched his chest with one hand and held the sword in the other, and performed the salute of a holy teacher. According to the rules of the Saint Master, this is respect for the opponent and also respect for oneself.
"You don't need to register, no one will remember you anyway." Gu Fenghua didn't return the gift, but just said lightly.
"What did you say?" Feng Qingyue's expression changed.
"I said, after today, no one will remember you anymore, so don't bother." Gu Fenghua explained. Looking at Feng Qingyue's eyes is like looking at a dead person, or a dead dog.
"Gu Fenghua, don't think that defeating Luo Changfeng will make you so defiant. Today I will show you the strength of me, Feng Qingyue!" Although Feng Qingyue's strength is slightly inferior to Luo Changfeng's, he is also a leader of the younger generation in Guanghua Temple. He has never been so underestimated. However, suddenly flew into a rage.
As soon as the words fell, Feng Qingyue drew out his long sword and stabbed Gu Fenghua in the chest.
Anger is anger, but he didn't lose his sense of proportion because of this. This sword poured all the holy energy and heart of his five soul saints. As soon as the sword's momentum came out, a cyan sword shadow flowed out.
However, unlike the sword light of ordinary saints, this stream of sword shadow is not a straight line, but curved, as weird as a poisonous snake swimming among the grass, but as fast as lightning.
If you concentrate your spiritual thoughts and sense it carefully, you will find that the sword's trajectory is not only strange, but its speed is also fast and slow. It contains many crises, and it is impossible to guard against it.
Of course, in the midst of a battle, as his opponent, he has no time to feel these things carefully.
Although after Gu Fenghua's victory over Luo Changfeng, everyone in the Xinghua Temple was refreshed and their confidence in Gu Fenghua increased greatly, but at this moment, seeing Feng Qingyue's snake-like sword shadow streamer again, their hearts were still fierce. As soon as he tightened his grip, he looked at Gu Fenghua with a little more worry.
Previously, several Xinghua saint cultivators including Xie Youran were defeated by Feng Qingyue's sword.
This sword is too weird and too fast, not to mention being in the middle of a battle, even they who are watching, can't think of any way to break it, and they can't even dodge it.
"One sword, shocking the world!" Just when everyone was secretly worried, Gu Fenghua's scabbard was cut out again.
The world was once again shaken by it, and the wind and cloud changed color again.
"Ah!" With a scream, Feng Qingyue had already collapsed on the stage, the long sword in his hand was broken in two, blood was slowly oozing from under his body, and his whole body and limbs felt strange The posture is twisted, like a cooked shrimp.
As a holy master, he is of course very familiar with the meridians of the human body. Everyone can see that Gu Fenghua's sword not only seriously injured Feng Qingyue's internal organs, but also shattered all the meridians in his whole body. It was completely broken, that's why he twisted into this way, and this also means that Feng Qingyue's cultivation is completely useless, and there is no hope of treatment. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com