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Chapter 800: 800 Unexpected

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    You must know that the higher the cultivation base, the harder it is to improve, and every level of difference, the greater the gap in combat power.  Many people find it unbelievable that Gu Fenghua can compete with Xiang Wushang, the fifth-rank Soul Sage, with the cultivation base of the fourth-rank Soul Sage, without losing the slightest bit.

    Compared to their surprise, Gu Fenghua was even more surprised.  With the power of her eight swords of Tianyuan and the super six senses brought by the power of the phoenix, it is impossible for ordinary soul saints of the fifth rank to be her opponents. Xiang Wushang did not lose the wind at all.  Sword Jue really deserves its reputation!

    While fighting with Xiang Wushang with all his strength, Gu Fenghua looked at Luo Enen and the others, and his heart sank slightly.

    Almost at the same time she was fighting Xiang Wushang, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse also made a move.

    "Break the sky, cut the waves!" Luo Enen shouted softly, and the long sword slashed at Chen Xinzhong with the momentum of splitting the sky and the ground.

    Chen Xinzhong still had no expression on his face, and stabbed quickly with his sword in the air.

    The long swords intersected, splashing out a little bit of fire.  Then, I saw Lonen's face turn pale, and he was shocked by the opponent's sword and retreated again and again.

    How can this be!  I remember when Yin Nanzhen fought against Luo Enen yesterday, but she couldn't even catch her sword. Chen Xinzhong's strength is not stronger than Yin Nanzhen, how could he force Luo Enen back with a sword?

    Not allowing Luo Enen to stand firm, Chen Xinzhong followed him like a shadow, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out again like lightning.

    "Break the sky, chop the waves!" Loenen gritted his teeth, and slashed out with his sword again.

    When the two swords intersected, a mass of sword lights exploded!  Chen Xinzhong also took a few steps back.

    With this sword, Lornen finally repelled her opponent, but her face also became paler, and her chest was also heaving sharply!  Obviously, with this sword, she tried her best to damage her holy spirit.

    On the other side, Chen Xinzhong remained expressionless, he only paused for a moment, and then charged forward again, as if he hadn't lost his holy energy at all.

    If it goes on like this, Lornen will definitely not last long.

    "Beidou, Batian!" Not far away, Fatty Bai and Fu Cheng fought fiercely together.

    I saw the lights of swords flickering, the sound of metal and iron clanging was as dense as rain, and a piece of sparks bloomed like fireworks.

    Like Zhou Xian, Fu Cheng also used strength to win, so Fatty Bai's tactics were the same as yesterday, still head-to-head.

    Judging from yesterday's performance, Fu Cheng's strength is comparable to Zhou Xian's, or even slightly inferior. Therefore, at the beginning of the competition, many Guanghua audiences were secretly worried, thinking that he would probably be the same as Zhou Xian, and be defeated by this white man.  The fat man dragged himself to death.

    But soon, they found that their worries were unnecessary.  Compared with Zhou Xian, Fu Cheng's strength was more than a little bit stronger. Fatty Bai often needed three or four swords to block one of his strikes, and when he was in a hurry, he had to use the Beidou Batian Sword to force him back.

    But even if he used the Northern Half Batian Sword, it seemed that he couldn't hurt the opponent. He could only force him back temporarily, but instead greatly depleted his own holy energy.

    Fatty Bai's face, which was already white, also became even whiter, and it was pale.  No matter how abundant the holy energy is, it cannot withstand such consumption.

    "Holy Soul, Tianpo!" On the other side, Ye Wuse's eyes were blood red, his face was full of sadness, and he had already exerted his six senses to the extreme.

    His sword skills are so exquisite and incomparable. Every stab is so precise and fierce, as if the Tao is made by nature, but even so, he still cannot break through He Xudong's equally exquisite sword skills.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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