Although she once hated Xiang Wushang to the bone, and hated his cruel perversion even more, but now that she has killed him once, all the hatred has been resolved, and she is also from the Tianji Continent, so she doesn't want to fight Xiang Wushang again. You are dead.
"Hahahaha, I was defeated by you all those years ago, it was my shame and humiliation to Wushang, and I owe it to you to be in this horrible state! Why did I change my name to Ning Huaihen? I just remind myself from time to time, don't forget that deep hatred, you think I am Will you give up?" Unfortunately, Xiang Wushang refused to appreciate it, Wen Fang laughed wildly.
"You are not our opponent." Gu Fenghua said confidently and calmly.
"Gu Fenghua, it seems that you haven't changed, you still have such a big tone. But, do you think we really only have this ability?" Xiang Wushang was stung by Gu Fenghua's conceited gaze, all the hatred, all the unwillingness , surged into my heart like a tide, and roared almost insanely.
While roaring, he held the sword in his right hand, and quickly made handprints with his left hand. Behind him, Ximenxiu and others also made the same handprints.
"Do it!" Seeing that his mind was completely occupied by hatred and there was no reason to speak, Gu Fenghua didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, and swung his sword again.
As for what kind of fingerprints they were making, she didn't bother to care or wonder.
Luo Enen and the others will never forget Xiang Wushang's cruelty, ruthlessness and crazy perversion when he seriously injured Lin Hanyi, and of course they will not show mercy, and cut out with a sword at the same time.
The four sword glows gathered together again, and the thick dark clouds in the sky were torn apart by the sword glow, and the sunlight fell down again.
"Sura, Wushang!" Xiang Wushang shouted, displaying his ancestral skills.
Beside, Ximenxiu and the other three also drew their swords and slashed at the same time.
For the first strike, Xiang Wushang repeatedly reminded himself not to underestimate the enemy, but under the burning hatred, he still couldn't completely control himself, and his strike was a beat faster than the three fellow disciples. But this time, he suppressed all the hatred in his heart, and shot more fiercely and calmly than before.
The four of them had the same body shape, and even the killing intent in their eyes was exactly the same. When they shot, they had the intention of attacking together.
However, this kind of joint fencing skill obviously cannot compare with Gu Fenghua and others' focused sword.
"I didn't expect that the four of them would also practice joint fencing skills." Everyone in the audience finally came to their senses, and someone said in surprise.
"So what, it's far worse than Gu Fenghua and the others' sword. It's not certain defeat."
"Yeah, I guessed that they are strong, but I didn't expect them to be so strong. Gu Fenghua is nothing more than a first-rank emperor saint, and the other three are only ninth-rank heavenly saints. A combined strike is so powerful!"
"There seems to be no suspense in this scene, Ning Huaihen Oh no, it's Xiang Wushang, it's just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth."
"Pei Yichou abstained from voting yesterday. It looks like he was forced to do so, but he actually had a foresight." Others also discussed.
Sure enough, it is the unbreakable truth of Wuji Shengtian that the strong are respected. Seeing the real combat power of Gu Fenghua and the others, everyone's antipathy towards them has long been swept away, and they even feel lucky for Pei Yichou: If he hadn't voluntarily abstained yesterday, he would never have faced such a sword. If you want to take advantage of it, if you make a fuss, you will be seriously injured, and you will be cut off from your cultivation path.
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