"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" Gu Fenghua let out a clear cry, and the long sword wrapped in thick silk cloth rushed out.
"Nine days, Phantom Thunder!"
"Beidou, Batian!"
"Holy soul, heaven breaks!" Luo Enen and others shot at the same time.
Facing such a strong player, there will never be too many chances to make a move. Maybe once you lose, you will never have another chance.
With the determination to put it to death and come back to life, all the holy energy and spiritual thoughts were poured into the long sword without reservation. The four sword glows condensed into one again, and the sword power of the emperor's sixth rank was stimulated to the extreme.
Yu Xuanyang and the others also attacked at the same time. Although they were fighting on their own, they couldn't concentrate and join forces to improve their combat power like Gu Fenghua and the others, but they were not weak in their own strength. There was a muffled thunder-like rumble. If it weren't for being in the void, the criss-crossing sword lights would be earth-shattering.
"The light of rice grains dares to compete with the sun and the moon!" However, Ao Canhun had a look of contempt when he saw the sword lights cutting towards him.
His palm was pushed out slowly, it looked so ordinary, and he didn't feel the slightest power, and the frightening shadow of the palm that covered the sky didn't even appear.
However, as soon as the sword glow that Gu Fenghua and others cut out reached him, it disappeared suddenly. Silently, like a fine grain of sand thrown into the endless sea.
how so? Not to mention others, even Gu Fenghua was taken aback.
Before they could react, an invisible force surged in!
"Puff, puff, puff" Yu Xuanyang, Zhong Lizheng and the others spurted blood and flew out at the same time.
Afterwards, there was a muffled bang bang, and everyone fell into the broken space like a meteor. In just a short moment, their faces became as miserable as gold paper, and the light in their eyes was even more dim. It was obvious that they were seriously injured.
Too strong, really too strong! Only by doing it themselves did they know how tyrannical the supreme powerhouse really is.
You must know that Yu Xuanyang is a powerhouse of the seventh rank of the Emperor Saint, Zhong Lizheng and Weng Yuanming Yao Wenshan are slightly inferior, but they have also reached the sixth rank of the Emperor Saint, and the others, Zeng Ning'an, Lu Hongdao and others, even Including the youngest Mu Chenxi and Yu Zifei, they are definitely not weak, but with so many people attacking at the same time, they still don't even have the strength to fight in front of Ao Canhun.
In comparison, the situation of Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others is a little bit better. Although they were knocked back by Ao Canhun just after meeting each other, but relying on Gu Fenghua's extreme defense of the earth-type innate holy spirit root, they were both offensive and defensive with this sword, and their injuries were much less severe. Of course, this is only the difference between fifty steps and one hundred steps. The corners of the mouths of several people are slowly oozing blood, and the blood in the chest is surging, which is also very uncomfortable.
"Huh" Of course Ao Canhun can tell that among the group opposite, Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen are not the strongest, but after a fight, their injuries are the lightest, so I can't help but be surprised There was a light snort.
"Your aptitude is pretty good. If you are willing to obey me, I can accept you as core disciples and teach you all the best knowledge." Ao Canhun gave Gu Fenghua and the others a deep look, and said.
Such an age and such strength are rare in the Supreme Heaven, let alone a low-level plane like Wuji Shengtian, the aptitude of the few people is self-evident. If you can take them into your family and carve them out, you will definitely be a great help to yourself in the future. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com