However, the fact is right in front of his eyes, and it happened to him, so he can't believe it. Seeing Gu Fenghua and others risking their lives to attack again, he could only grit his teeth, raised his long sword again, and slashed towards the opponent.
One sword, two swords, three swords!
Sword lights streaked across the sky, criss-crossing the world. Every time the sword lights intersect, there will be an earth-shattering bang, followed by a blood mist.
On the shaky competition stage, there were spots of blood, like wintersweet blooming, and the holy robes on Gu Fenghua and others were already stained with blood, and their figures were even more crumbling.
Even though the concentrated sword has been rehearsed countless times, with their cultivation base at this time, they can't last a few swords with all their strength. The sacred energy in the body poured out like a flood that burst a bank, not to mention Luo Enen and others, even Gu Fenghua was a little bit exhausted. In the pure land of the spiritual heart, the earth-type innate holy spirit root quickly withered, and her pale face actually showed a bit of ashes.
Immediately, their defenses became weaker and weaker, and fierce turbulent currents slashed across their bodies like sharp blades. Even though the holy robes on their bodies had good defenses, they still couldn't resist the powerful sword of the emperor's holy realm Gas, fresh blood, gurgling out from the staggered wounds, makes people shudder to see.
The audience was already silent. Although they really wanted to cheer for Gu Fenghua and others, seeing this scene, everyone felt their throats constricted.
No one expected that this competition would be so fierce and tragic, even more tragic than the competition between Shi Yingyan and others yesterday.
Although Gu Fenghua and the others surprised everyone present with their first sword attack, they still haven't figured it out until now, how could their sword hurt Zhan Jiuzhou? But the strength gap between the two sides is too great, so what if Zhan Jiuzhou is injured, judging from the current situation, their own injuries are obviously more serious, and in the end, they will definitely lose, or even die!
Looking at the blood dripping from Gu Fenghua and the others, people's eyes were filled with mist, and many people couldn't bear to look any more, and turned their heads away at the same time.
Speaking of which, as disciples of the Holy Sect, they still lacked some tempering, and were too easily deceived by appearances, so they didn't even notice the smile hidden in the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others.
On the other hand, Chang Aotian and the others on the high platform noticed this, and they were slightly startled, then thought of something, and looked at Changsun Luocang meaningfully.
"It's strange, how can Fenghua and the others still laugh?" Wen Wanru didn't think much, she was worried, and said to Chang Aotian in a strange way, but she used Qi Gathering to transmit sound.
The eldest grandson Luocang is sitting not far away, no matter whether he notices the strangeness in the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others, she will not reveal the secret by herself.
"This battle, I'm afraid Zhan Jiuzhou won't last long." Chang Aotian watched the battle situation on the stage carefully, and smiled easily.
"That's what you said, if anything happens to Fenghua, I will never end with you." Wen Wan said coquettishly.
"My lady, please rest assured that there is absolutely no possibility of Gu Fenghua and the others losing this battle. If there is an accident, I will do my best to save them. I will never let them have their lives in danger, let alone hurt their foundation. "Although the gentle and coquettish voice is so sweet and the appearance is so cute and naive, when Chang Aotian heard her words, his back felt cold, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He hurriedly made a promise, almost swearing up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com