Originally, I wanted to use Zongzheng Mingyang as a whetstone, and then sharpen that concentrated sword, but who knew that under their concentrated joint sword and the Cangchen Sacred Mark, this old man was actually Such vulnerable, Gu Fenghua was disappointed.
"Gu Fenghua, don't get complacent too early, you think that this old man's strength is nothing more than that!" Zongzheng Mingyang roared in grief and indignation.
What do you mean by "just this level of strength", he is the seventh rank of the Emperor Saint, the seventh rank of the Emperor Saint, looking at the Promise of Heaven, apart from the Eighteen Monarch Envoys and the three high-ranking Saint Monarchs, how many other people can have such strength , How could it be said by Gu Fenghua, it seemed so worthless.
Physical trauma is secondary, and psychological trauma is fatal. At this moment, Zongzheng Mingyang was furious.
Amidst the roar, he stomped and rose into the air again.
Gu Fenghua turned sideways slightly, and raised his long sword again. Luo Enen and others stood beside her. Although they also had a contemptuous smile on their faces like Gu Fenghua, their eyes were somewhat dignified.
Don't look at how they defeated Zongzheng Mingyang just now with a single sword. On the surface, it looks extremely easy, but only they know that most of this is due to the credit of the Cangchen Saint Pattern. If there is no Cangchen Saint Pattern, they alone are comparable to The sword of Emperor Sheng Liulian's sixth rank couldn't hurt Zongzheng Mingyang at all, and it would be good if he could block his two palms.
Of course they also know that the recovery of the spiritual power of the Cangchen Saint Rune is extremely slow. The long slash with the demon knife just now may have exhausted all the spiritual power, and then they have to rely on themselves.
Judging from Zongzheng Mingyang's unwilling roar, he probably underestimated the enemy just now, and did not display his strongest strength. Now, the old man must have no reservations, and even fight to the death. How dare they be careless.
Behind him, Weng Yuanming and others also secretly heightened their vigilance, ready to take action at any time.
Zongzheng Mingyang flew higher and higher, and strange lights appeared behind him, swaying like flames, and the aura faintly released from his body became stronger and stronger.
Obviously, under the grief and indignation of this old man, the power of the holy source was burned! Gu Fenghua and the others didn't dare to be careless, and they activated their holy energy with all their strength.
"Go!" Suddenly, Zongzheng Mingyang roared violently, turned around and rushed out of the city.
Those disciples had been prepared for a long time and rushed out immediately.
Escaped, this old man actually escaped!
Weng Yuanming and the others were already ready to take action if something bad happened. Who knew that the old man yelled fiercely, pretending to fight to the death, but turned around and ran away in the end, stunned for a moment.
How did they know Zongzheng Mingyang's helplessness? After so many years of painstaking planning, they finally found this opportunity to return to Star City. They thought that the position of city lord was at hand, and he could finally feel proud and get back what once belonged to him. Everything, who knows, will fall short in the end. At this moment, his heart was bleeding.
But it¡¯s impossible not to run away, Gu Fenghua and the others were seriously injured with just one sword strike, and more importantly, he had a faint intuition that this was not the strongest strength of Gu Fenghua and others, otherwise, even if he just closed in time If you withdraw your hand and retreat, you may die.
Keeping the green hills around, he is not afraid of running out of firewood, as long as he keeps his life, he will return to Star City one day after all, and sooner or later he will be able to regain everything that belongs to him. So far, he can only comfort himself like this. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com