Gu Fenghua's gaze stayed on the wooden staff in the hands of the ancestor of Mangshan. She could feel that the strength of the other party at this time was at most the ninth rank of the Heavenly Saint, and the holy energy was obviously not flowing smoothly. The reason why he was able to persevere until now was entirely because of the wooden stick in his hand.
With the concentrated sword of the few of them, even the holy sword of the divine weapon level should have been shaken out of cracks, but the wooden stick in the hands of the ancestor of Mangshan was completely unscathed, even a slight gap Can't see it. Most importantly, on this wooden stick, she actually felt a bit of the aura of the divine weapon.
What kind of fine gold, mithril or natural treasure is this wooden staff made of? For a moment, Gu Fenghua couldn't see why.
Doubts are doubts, but Gu Fenghua did not slack off in the slightest, and slashed at the ancestor of Mangshan with one sword after another. Beside him, Luo Enen and the others poured holy energy into the long sword with all their strength regardless of the cost.
They are all very clear that there is no possibility of any tricks when fighting against a strong man like the ancestor of Mangshan, they can only do their best and fight to the death. It was fortunate that the ancestor of Mangshan had not recovered from his injury, otherwise they would not even have the chance to fight with their lives.
Fighting until now, the competition is not only about strength, but also will, and the heart to die!
Following the falling of the sword lights, the complexions of Gu Fenghua and the others gradually turned pale, but their eyes were still so resolute. The notoriety of the ancestor of Mangshan is too strong, if he cannot be killed in one fell swoop today, there will be endless troubles in the future.
The Mangshan Patriarch's expression became more and more horrified, and his heart gradually began to retreat. Not everyone can look down on life and death. Some people are old and see too many joys and sorrows, so they don't care much about life and death. But some people, the older they are, the less they want to die. The ancestor of Mangshan is like this.
More importantly, after he was seriously injured by Lord Wuding, he hid in Tibet for so many years, and finally found a way to heal his wounds. How could he be willing to die, let alone died at the hands of a few juniors of the fourth and fifth ranks of the Heavenly Saints? , even if he died directly in the hands of Wudingjun envoy, at least he would still be able to leave some honor, wouldn't he?
"Stop! Let's leave today's matter here. I admit it and let you go." The ancestor Mangshan raised his wooden stick, blocked Gu Fenghua and the others' joint swords, and said while spitting blood.
He said it was a confession, but when he said this, his eyes were full of resentment. Thinking that he has been famous for thousands of years, and at the peak of his prosperity, even the major holy sects were unwilling to provoke him, but now that he has fallen into peace, he is actually forced to bow his head by a few younger generations, and his reputation for a lifetime is ruined. Sooner or later, he will destroy his sect and punish his nine clans, and he will be ashamed of today!
To be honest, Gu Fenghua and the others have persisted until now, and the holy spirit has been exhausted. If the ancestor of Mangshan sincerely admits, they may hesitate for a while, or let it go, but in the eyes of the ancestor of Mangshan The resentment in his heart is too obvious, even a blind person can see it, how could Gu Fenghua and the others not know that his bowing his head today is just a matter of self-interest, and revenge is only a matter of time.
It doesn't matter to them themselves, they can fight well, but they can't run away, but the big temple of Nanlizong is always there. How did Gu Fenghua threaten Kuangjianzong and force Pang Aoting and others to do it? The ancestor of Mangshan could definitely use this trick on Nanlizong. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com