Don't look at the gap between the third-rank Tiansheng and the first-rank, but among the people present, no one knows better than him how difficult it is to be promoted from the first-rank Tiansheng to the third-rank, and no one knows better than him. For Yipin, the difference in strength is huge. What's more, this is still two ranks short, what's more, he is the peak of the third rank of Tiansheng, and among the other three, except for the girl who is the leader who has reached the peak of the first rank of Tiansheng, the other two are only in the early stage.
Sure enough, ignorant people are fearless. They dare to be domineering in front of the third-rank Tiansheng. Thinking of this, Ge Dongyang suddenly felt a little funny, no, it was very funny.
It's a pity that he still didn't laugh out loud in the end, and before he could finish the harsh words, he heard a crisp sound of "pop", and then, a huge force came, and his body was thrown horizontally, as if being hit by a huge boulder. When it hit the air, it flew out heavily.
In an instant, the shouts of all the Chenhuozong disciples stopped abruptly, like a duck being pinched by the neck, it stretched out its head, and its eyes were so bulging that it was about to fall to the ground.
All around, there was a dead silence, only Ge Dongyang's "husband" sounded, and the ending sound was prolonged, echoing in the air for a long time.
Yu Boqian, Guo Yuting and the others also looked dull: a sword, just a sword, has been famous for three thousand years, and Ge Dongyang, who has been regarded by generations of Chenhuozong disciples as the sect's Dinghai Shenzhen, is just like this. Fenghua flew out.
The bodies of Fatty Bai and Lornen, who were flying in the air, froze suddenly, and they couldn't cut through half of the sword skills, and their faces were full of shock. I thought that even if the three of them teamed up, it would be difficult for Ge Dongyang's opponent with a sword of concentration. Gu Fenghua slapped his sword on the face, the sound was crisp and sweet, and the cleanness caught the two of them by surprise.
Let alone them, even Gu Fenghua himself was a bit at a loss. She also thought that with her own strength alone, even if she got the Daoyuan holy energy in the celestial radish grass and improved her sword skills, she would never be able to defeat Ge Dongyang. So this sword, she actually spared some energy, she wanted to confuse Ge Dongyang for a moment with the exquisite sword that seemed to be as simple as the avenue, and then dragged Luo Enen and Fatty Bai to make a move, and then used a concentrated one. The sword fights with all its strength.
But who would have thought that before the swords of Fatty Bai and Luo Chengen could be completely slashed, the ancestor Chenhuo would have been sent flying by the sword he used to confuse people's hearts.
"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, Ge Dongyang slammed his back against the Zongmen archway, and then fell forward and lay on the ground. The archway, which was already solid and majestic, was further strengthened by layers of formations, and it was shaken a few times by him.
"What a brave little girl, how dare you fight against the old man, how dare you fight the old man, seeing that your practice is not easy, and wanted to let you live, now I can't tolerate you anymore." Ge Dongyang got up from the ground , bah bah spit out the dirt in his mouth a few mouthfuls, yelled and roared, that old face was swollen on one side, and even the creases were flattened a lot.
As soon as the words fell, Ge Dongyang flew up again, stretched out both palms, and patted Gu Fenghua. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com