"Boom" As the long sword in Zhan Jiuzhou's hand slashed head-on, there was another thunderous bang on the stage, and a turbulent wind blade was once again stirred up on the competition stage.
Is that the end? A disciple of the Holy Sect had completely given up hope. He didn't even want to wait for Lu Wenfu to announce the result of the competition, so he got up and left.
"Wait!" Another disciple of the Holy Sect next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
His voice was so surprised, so excited, and so joyful.
The disciple of the Holy Sect stopped subconsciously and followed his line of sight. The next moment, he opened his mouth wide, and his face showed excitement, shock, and uncontrollable ecstasy.
On the stage, Gu Fenghua and others stepped back more than ten steps again, struggling to stabilize their figures.
The turbulent wind blade swept in, leaving bloody wounds on their bodies. They held the long swords tightly and panted rapidly, but their figures were still so tall and their expressions were still so confident.
On the opposite side, Zhan Jiuzhou also retreated five or six steps, his face was filled with blackness, and several wounds appeared on his body at the same time, and blood gushed out.
Everyone looked at Zhan Jiuzhou and the scars on his body in disbelief.
Although Zhan Jiuzhou also suffered some internal injuries in the previous shots, the injuries were obviously much lighter than Gu Fenghua and the others, and he obviously had the upper hand. But this time, not only was he backed up again and again by the opponent's sword, but he was also injured like this, it seemed that he didn't take advantage of it at all!
No one knows how Gu Fenghua and others did it, but they know that this battle is not over yet, Gu Fenghua and others still have a chance!
"Emperor Sacred Fifth Grade is nothing more than that, Senior Sister Gu, show them some more power!"
"Yes, show them a little bit more, and drive them back to the Heavenly Extreme Region!" I don't know who made the first cry, and soon, everyone shouted in unison, and the waves of voices became louder and louder.
Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen looked at each other, and they all showed a relieved smile.
They finally blocked Zhan Jiuzhou's strongest strikes, and next, it's time to show him how powerful he is.
Taking a deep breath, Gu Fenghua and the others strike again!
The sword light shook the sky, and the thunder fell to the ground. After the sword strike, they took a few steps back again, the glaring blood on their bodies seemed to be a little thicker, but Zhan Jiuzhou took more than ten steps back, his body was cut with more than a dozen wounds by the chaotic wind blade, A bloodstain.
With this sword, Gu Fenghua and others actually had the upper hand, not only knocked Zhan Jiuzhou back by more than ten steps, but also injured him to such a degree! A battle that was thought to be defeated without a doubt turned out to be so shockingly reversed that everyone in the audience couldn't believe their eyes. After being dazed for a while, he yelled again, making a deafening cry.
Gu Fenghua and the others took a breath, took the holy pill, and once again raised their swords and rushed towards Zhan Jiuzhou.
The holy pill that I had taken before finally began to refine, and the soft but incomparably abundant pill power soaked the injured body and meridians like a hot spring. The bleeding from the wound has stopped, and the ruptured meridian has begun to repair itself at an alarming speed.
Although it looked like they were still covered in blood, everyone noticed that their pale complexions had returned to a faint blush, and that sword power, like the ebb and flow of the tide, was much stronger than before.
"They recover so quickly." Someone couldn't help but exclaim. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com