Unfortunately, he miscalculated again. If it were someone else, they might be frightened by his notoriety, and would rather abolish their cultivation in order to avoid being tortured, but with the hearts and minds of Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others, how could they be intimidated by him? Under their influence, even Chang Wanfa and the others became much calmer than before.
Anyway, he never thought about fighting head-to-head at the beginning of the form. Seeing that he couldn't scare the opponent, he could only take another step back. According to his thinking, as long as the other party is left alive, they don't know how to be grateful, and how can they refuse?
Of course, it is impossible for him to really let the other party go. Just like what Gu Fenghua said, being forced to back down again and again by a few juniors is simply a great shame to his ancestor of Mangshan, and his whole life's notoriety will be ruined. Once he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely be ashamed of today!
It never occurred to him that when he retreated step by step, instead of being as grateful as he wished, the other party honestly handed over the mysterious and withered grass, but let Gu Fenghua see through his details.
Now that things are up to now, it is impossible to force the other party to take the initiative to hand over the Mysterious Void Withered Glory Grass. No matter whether he wants to make a move, he can only make a move.
In an instant, a green layer appeared on his wrinkled face, making him look even weirder.
And two golden holy beads appeared between his eyebrows.
Emperor Saint Second Rank! Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian turned pale with fright, and almost dropped the long sword in their hands to the ground.
Although they knew that the ancestors of Mangshan were not weak in cultivation, they were still shocked when they saw these two golden holy beads.
You know, they are only the first rank of Heavenly Saints, and they are still false Heavenly Saints, how could they possibly compete with a strong man of the second rank of Emperor Saints. That's not just a gap in tenth level of cultivation, but also a gap in realm.
Even if Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen joined forces, the power of a single sword is only equivalent to the ninth rank of Tiansheng, and it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the dignified second rank of emperor.
What should I do now, should I run away, or should I run away? The two looked at Gu Fenghua at the same time, but saw that instead of being timid or frightened, her eyes were shining brightly.
Of course, Gu Fenghua also saw the two golden holy beads between the eyebrows of the ancestor Mangshan, but at the same time, she also saw the thin cracks in the holy beads. She can be sure that the holy bead of the patriarch Mangshan was once broken, and although it was condensed again at this time, it has not fully recovered, and he can't exert the real strength of the second rank of Emperor Sacred at all.
"One sword, break the sky!" Gu Fenghua slashed out with a sword.
Since she has seen through the details of the ancestor of Mangshan, of course she will not be idle. When she spoke just now, she had already started to use her skills to raise her holy energy to the extreme. This time she made a move without reservation.
Even if the other party is injured and unable to display the true strength of the second-rank Emperor Saint, but Emperor Saint is still Emperor Saint after all, how dare she hold back.
"Beidou, Batian!"
"Nine days, Phantom Thunder!"
"Holy Soul, Heaven Break!" Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse shot at the same time.
As soon as Gu Fenghua spoke just now, they knew that today's battle was inevitable, and they had already started to use their exercises to condense the holy energy to the extreme.
Four purple holy beads appeared between the eyebrows of several people, so dazzling.
However, after seeing the cultivation of several people, the ancestor of Mangshan felt relieved. Looking at Chang Wanfa, Qiuqianjian and others who shot afterward, they were even more dismissive.
"It's just a fourth-rank and fifth-rank Tiansheng. Even if the old man is injured, how can you win the old man!" The ancestor of Mangshan sneered again and again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com