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Chapter 2592 the idea is exactly the same

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    Until then, five purple holy beads appeared between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows, and five holy soul beads also swirled behind her.

    Although they had long guessed that Gu Fenghua's strength should be stronger than that of Luo Enen and others, but seeing her cultivation base of the fifth rank of Tiansheng, Chen Wanqiao and others still breathed a long sigh of relief, and their hearts were finally relieved.  to the point.

    Of course Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian were equally surprised, but apart from being surprised, they were also somewhat helpless and melancholy.  How long has it been since I left Nanlizong? Luo Enen has already reached the fourth rank of Tiansheng, and Gu Fenghua has reached the fifth rank of Tiansheng. It's a pity that they had to use secret methods to promote Tiansheng, and they couldn't condense the Holy Soul Orb.  I can't make any more progress, alas!

    "No wonder you are even more arrogant than my Kuang Jianzong. Your strength is not weak." Pang Aoting looked at the holy bead between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows and said with emotion.

    "Sect Master Pang is not weak." Gu Fenghua replied politely.

    Relying on the nameless heart method and the eight swords of Tianyuan taught by her brothers, her real combat power was already much stronger than that of a saint master of the same level, and after obtaining the power of the phoenix, she became even stronger.  In fact, compared to the ordinary Tiansheng sixth rank, Pang Aoting was able to draw with her, obviously having a combat power far beyond his cultivation.  Regardless of his temperament, even as an opponent, he deserves respect.

    However, respect is respect, Gu Fenghua still has absolute confidence to defeat Pang Aoting.

    She was able to exert such a powerful combat power, largely because of the Eight Swords of Tianyuan, and the use of the Eight Swords of Tianyuan caused a great loss of holy energy.  Normally, even if she reaches the fifth rank of Heavenly Sage, she can only use less than ten swords at most, but since she condensed the second innate holy spirit root, her recovery speed has doubled, not to mention a hundred swords, at least  Casting dozens of swords is not a problem.

    Pang Aoting is currently at the fifth rank of the Heavenly Sage. Even if his foundation is solid, he will never be able to display the sword power of the sixth rank of the Heavenly Sage.  Gu Fenghua believed that relying on the strength of the Eight Swords of Tianyuan and the assistance of the two innate roots of the Holy Spirit, even if he dragged him, he could drag him down alive.

    As soon as the words fell, Gu Fenghua slashed out with his sword again, and of course he used the strongest sword skill: piercing the sky with one sword.

    "I want to see how deep your foundation is, and how many times you can use such sword power!" Pang Aoting snorted coldly, and raised his sword again to strike.

    Hearing his words, Gu Fenghua almost couldn't laugh out loud.  It turned out that Pang Aoting believed that he had cultivated for many years and had a solid foundation, so his idea was exactly the same as his own.

    Well, let him see who has the deeper foundation!

    The sword lights intersected, and there was a loud noise like thunder, and another piece of gravel was scattered.

    After the dust and smoke passed, the figures of the two appeared in front of them again.

    Gu Fenghua still stood on the same spot, without moving half a step, Pang Aoting took a half step back slightly, obviously, although this time the fight did not decide the winner, but Pang Aoting had already lost the wind.

    "Let's gamble, how many swords does Fenghua need to defeat Old Man Pang?" Lonen took out a handful of melon seeds without knowing it, and said leisurely while nibbling.

    "What are you betting on?" Fatty Bai snatched a few melon seeds from her hand and put them in his mouth.

    "Just bet on today's dinner, whoever loses will cook, or if the bet is bigger, whoever loses will cook for a month." Luo Enen thought for a while and said.

    "Forget it, don't gamble, I'm the one who cooks anyway." The fat man said, patting his forehead, his face turning green.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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