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Chapter 4302 If not forced

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    If the sky does evil, you can still live, but if you do evil yourself, you can't live!  Now, I want to see how you guys died?  In front of his eyes, it seemed that the miserable scene of Gu Fenghua and others with their limbs broken and their cultivation ruined was once again appeared, and in his ears, it seemed that their desperate and helpless wailing sounded again¡ªwell, the word "again" actually  Still his yy.

    In the distance, Wu Xingyi and the others stared blankly.

    Of course, they all knew the eighth-rank cultivation of Emperor Yuan Daoling. When they broke the formation before, they even saw it with their own eyes.  Only then did they realize that Yuan Daoling's true strength was so terrifying when he fought against others.

    They can be sure that this kind of palm strength and this kind of power is definitely far beyond the ordinary eighth grade emperor!

    I thought that Shengyuanzong had been silent for thousands of years, and its glory had long since disappeared, but now it seems that, let alone these high-ranking sects, even the major holy sects may not be able to find a strong man who can compete with Yuan Daoling  It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the most powerful person under the envoys of the eighteen emperors of Wuji Shengtian.

    Wu Xingyi and the others looked at each other, and at the same time stepped forward a few steps, secretly circulated the holy energy, and were ready to make a move.

    Although Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji seem to be confident, but newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. God knows if they are really confident, or are ignorant people fearless?

    ?This Zong Tai Shang Ke Qing Ling is in her hands, even if she refuses to help because of the kindness owed by her ancestors to Sheng Yuan Zong, she must not just sit by and watch her die on the spot.

    Under the long palm shadow, the Weng Yuanming brothers were not worried, looking at Yuan Daoling's gloomy and furious old face, they even felt a bit of sympathy.

    Is the eighth-rank Emperor Saint amazing? Don¡¯t forget that my suzerain is the seventh-rank Emperor Saint, not much worse than you. More importantly, the power of her sword with Luo Enen and others has increased a hundred times. Now she  You have been promoted to the seventh rank of the Emperor Saint, and Luo Enen and the others have also been promoted to the sixth rank of the Emperor Saint. How can the power of that sword be resisted by a mere eighth rank of the Emperor Saint.

    They have forgotten that the seventh rank of emperor saints is not as simple as the difference between the seventh rank of emperor saints and the eighth rank of emperor saints. For the vast majority of saints in this world, the difference of one level is actually an insurmountable chasm.  As for Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others, although their joint sword is strong, the higher the strength, the greater the gap between the first levels, and it will be more difficult to make up for that gap with combined combat skills and sword skills, let alone them  This time, the span of successive promotions is too large, and the time is too short, so it may not be able to exert the power of that sword to the extreme.

    It has to be said that several founding elders have gone further and further on the road of brain-dead fans, and their confidence in the suzerain has grown unprecedentedly.

    Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen are more aware of the gap between them and the eighth rank of the Emperor Saint, and they dare not be careless at all. They circulate the holy energy quickly and fly up at the same time.

    "One sword, cut the prehistoric world!"

    "Nine days, Phantom Thunder!"

    "Beidou, Batian!"

    "Holy Soul, Tianpo!" Amidst the shout, four long swords were slashed out at the same time, three of which were covered with frost, and the other was still wrapped in thick silk cloth.

    "Looking for death!" Seeing the holy beads gleaming between the eyebrows of the four people, especially the long sword wrapped in silk cloth, Yuan Daoling was furious.

    In fact, he was secretly shocked when he saw Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse's cultivation bases of the seventh and sixth ranks of the Emperor Saints.  Such an age, such a level of cultivation, looking at the entire Wuji Holy Heaven, looking at these tens of thousands of years, I am afraid that there are only a handful of them, and everyone will eventually become a peerless genius and a generation of powerhouses that will be recorded in the annals of history!

    If he hadn't been forced to, he really didn't want to become enemies with Gu Fenghua and others.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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