Of course, from his point of view, this is also the most sensible decision. The enmity between him and Gu Fenghua and others became deeper and deeper, and it has long been immortal. Judging from the current situation, they should not have completely refined the holy pattern, otherwise the power would definitely be more than that. If they wait until they are fully refined, don't say anything about revenge, I am afraid that one day they will die in front of them. hand.
Having made up his mind, Duan Qingyun flew forward to attack again.
Seeing the murderous intent in Duan Qingyun's eyes increased, Luo Enen and Weng Yuanming endured their injuries, suppressed the surging blood, and tried their best to raise their long swords.
But this time, before they could make a move, Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji had already grasped their long swords and stepped forward at the same time.
"Fenghua" Lornen exclaimed.
Although Duan Qingyun seems to have been seriously injured, his overall strength is still far above them. Gu Fenghua is no more than the fourth rank of Emperor Saint. Although his strength is stronger, and the power of that sword is comparable to that of the seventh-rank Emperor Saint, it is absolutely impossible to be Duan Qingyun's opponent. Rushing up like this, isn't it courting death!
"My lord, my lord, stop, stop!" Weng Yuanming and others were shocked even more, and shouted in a crying voice, but their hearts were ashamed in an instant.
How could the suzerain be so reckless? It's over, the suzerain is over, the Burning Heaven Sect is over, and their lofty ambition of establishing a sect that will go down in history is also over!
Seeing Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji coming out more and more, Duan Qingyun was overjoyed.
If other people shot together, it would take a little effort to get rid of these two people who won the holy pattern. Now that they sent them to the door by themselves, it would be much easier.
Looking fixedly at Gu Fenghua's left palm, Duan Qingyun was so excited that he almost laughed wildly, waved his palms, and two huge palm shadows fell down again.
"Swipe!" At this moment, a long knife appeared out of thin air.
The knife is six feet long, bloody!
Following the passing of the blade, streams of red mist surged like waves of blood.
What's this! Duan Qingyun was startled suddenly.
Following the appearance of the blood-colored long knife, an extremely cold and fierce aura came oncoming, like a flood breaking a bank, and an unprecedented throbbing surged in my heart.
How many years, since the catastrophe that destroyed the world, how many years have you not felt such a throbbing?
As a powerhouse of the Ninth Grade Emperor Saint, his six senses are naturally far higher than ordinary Emperor Saint powerhouses, and it is easy to feel the aura of destruction and death in the bloody long knife. For the tens of thousands of years after the catastrophe, he felt the threat of death for the first time.
Instinctively, Duan Qingyun wanted to pull back, but another majestic and majestic aura had completely enveloped him. He was already seriously injured, but at this time under the cover of that majestic aura, his holy aura became extremely difficult to operate, and his movements became extremely slow.
Only half a step back, the blood-colored demon knife slashed down on the chest, followed by Gu Fenghua's strongest sword with all his strength, and Ye Yunji's golden sword light that rushed to the sky.
The two condensed palm shadows, like cutting tofu, were cut by the two sword lights.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The next moment, loud bangs resounded in Duan Qingyun's chest one after another, and clusters of aura burst like fireworks.
Even though Duan Qingyun sensed that something was wrong, and had already activated the holy energy to condense the energy shield in front of him in time, he still couldn't stop the bloody edge of the demon knife, couldn't resist Gu Fenghua's strongest sword with all his strength, and even couldn't resist Ye Yunji's golden sword glow. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com