All around, there was a dead silence. This powerful sword made Qin Haofang and the others tremble with fear. Looking at each other, they could see the horror and worry in each other's eyes. Although he respects Lord Junshi like a god, and knows that he should not doubt his strength, but Gu Fenghua and his team's joint sword strike is too terrifying, and Mr. Junshi suppressed his cultivation base at the second rank of Emperor Saint. If he can't resist What should I do if I live?
Fortunately, the dust gradually dispersed, and Mo Qingqiu's figure finally appeared in front of him. I saw him standing proudly with his back facing Gu Fenghua and the others, his old and clear figure was still so tall and straight, like an ancient pine standing on a cliff, no matter how wind or rain blows, I will not move.
"As expected of an envoy, you can easily withstand such a tyrannical sword by suppressing your strength at the second rank of Emperor Sage!" Qin Haofang couldn't help but admire.
"Yes, if it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have been seriously injured long ago, and only the Lord Envoy can deal with it so easily."
"It's not just about being seriously injured, even a strong man of the third rank of the Emperor Sage may lose his life if he encounters this sword." Other Changfeng Sect disciples also said with admiration.
"My lord envoy has profound skills, and this junior admires me!" Gu Fenghua and the others held their swords in both hands and bowed in salute, their hearts were filled with admiration.
After a sword with all their strength, the holy energy of the few people was almost exhausted, and they felt exhausted in their bodies, and the hands holding the sword were even weaker, but Mo Qingqiu was not injured at all. A little bit stronger. Don't forget, he has suppressed his cultivation to the second rank of the Emperor Sage and took their joint sword. Such unfathomable strength makes them refuse to accept it.
What is a strong man? This is the real powerhouse! Looking at Mo Qingqiu's proudly standing background, Gu Fenghua and the others felt fascinated by the high mountains.
Everyone looked at Mo Qingqiu with admiration, but they didn't notice that beside him, Qing Fan stared at Master dumbfounded, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
Gu Fenghua and the others stood behind Mo Qingqiu, and could only see his proud and straight back, but he was standing in front of him, and could clearly see Master's face at this time, his face, how could there be a back The performance is so calm and composed, so relaxed and free and easy.
At this time, the Lord Envoy, his face was completely squeezed into a twist, his eyelids were twitching, his face was writhing like a cramp, and his expression was unprecedentedly wonderful, and also unprecedentedly miserable.
The worst thing was that Luo Enen's Nine Heavens Lei Wei was also fused into that sword, blasting the face of Lord Jun Envoy into black as the bottom of a pot, and a few strands of white hair on his forehead were still emitting green smoke. Fortunately, the wind was strong on the top of the mountain, and the green smoke was quickly blown away, so no one could see the clue.
Could it be, this is the legendary pretending to be struck by lightning! Seeing Master's miserable appearance, Qing Fan couldn't help thinking. Of course, he immediately reprimanded himself in his heart: unfilial, as a disciple, how could he think of Master like that, and he must never think like that again in the future.
"Hahahaha, not bad, you are really domineering with this joint sword. Fortunately, this old man, if you change someone else, let alone a saint master of the same level, even the elders of the sects who have practiced for thousands of years, I am afraid they will eat some of you." It's a pain." After a long time, Mo Qingqiu laughed and turned around, flicked his sleeves, and wiped off the black ash on his face, at least on the surface, he couldn't see any abnormalities.
Still pretending? Master, please stop pretending, okay? Isn¡¯t it enough to be struck by lightning? Hearing Mo Qingqiu's words, Qing Fan's heart trembled, and he felt unfilial again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com