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4388 Chapter 4388 The ecstasy in her eyes

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    Even though the difference between the seventh rank of Emperor Saint and the eighth rank of Emperor Saint is only one level, for the vast majority of saints in Wuji Shengtian, this level difference is a natural barrier that cannot be overcome in life.  Moreover, they could see that although Elder Yuan was a soul-killing Taoist body and had almost lost all spiritual intelligence, his overall strength was by no means inferior to any eighth-rank emperor saint master of the same level.  Gu Fenghua knocked him back twice in succession with the cultivation base of Emperor Saint Seventh Stage, without losing the slightest bit of wind, how is this possible?

    If it weren't for the suzerain master and the soul-killing Taoist body cultivated by two other senior sect masters, they could hardly bear to turn around and run away.

    Compared with his disciples, Yuan Daoling's expression is of course much calmer.

    With this sword strike, the blush on Gu Fenghua's face became a little stronger, and a few drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, obviously the holy energy was lost a lot.  He still can't believe that she can keep going like this.

    Yuan Daoling was determined, his eyes swept over Luo Enen and the others, and he made up his mind: the moment Luo Enen and the others make a move is the moment when he makes a move!

    Finally revealing the secrets of the three soul-killing dao bodies, the only thing he cares about now is the joint sword between Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others.

    Unfortunately, Yuan Daoling was wrong.  He only noticed the blush on Gu Fenghua's face and the dripping sweat, but he didn't notice the joy in her eyes.  No, not just joy, but ecstasy.

    With one slash, Gu Fenghua's understanding of Guiyuan's Eight Swords deepened, as if he had opened a brand new door and entered a wonderful world that he could not even imagine before.

    In the sword intent, there are endless changes, mysterious and subtle as a stroke of a god, and its power is more than twice as strong as before, which makes Gu Fenghua fascinated.  What surprised him the most was that when the sword was cut out, the consumption of holy energy was less than one-tenth of what it used to be. Relying on the four innate holy spirit roots, he could fully recover in a short time.

    This also means that she can slash with all her strength, one sword after another, almost without any scruples, without any reservations at all.

    For a long time, the consumption of the holy energy of Bajian Guiyuan has been a deadlock for her.  Although this set of sword skills is astonishingly powerful, the consumption of holy energy is too great, and the higher the level of cultivation, the higher the comprehension of sword skills, the more terrifying the consumption of holy energy.  So much so that every time she uses it, she is always restrained and dare not do it to her heart's content, otherwise she will not be able to defeat her opponent after counting swords, and she will not even have the ability to protect herself, so she can only be slaughtered.

    And at this moment, the problem that had troubled her for a long time was finally solved!

    A sword shook Yuan Shangqing back, Gu Fenghua didn't stop at all, and cut out with another sword.  Because of the excitement, the blush on her face became brighter again.

    "At the end of the battle, let's see how long you can last!" Yuan Daoling chuckled softly.

    Don't look at Gu Fenghua slashing out three swords in succession, fighting evenly with Yuan Shengqing, not losing the wind at all, especially the third sword, which is a bit more fierce than the previous two swords, but in his opinion, this is just Gu Fenghua Sheng  Lack of energy, so he was restless and irritable. If he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, he had to make the first move.

    Trying to be strong for a while, but in the end it is the end of the battle!

    If she is more rational and joins hands with Luo Enen and the others in time, he will inevitably have to spend some effort. Unfortunately, young people are young people, too impulsive, and they are still desperately supporting themselves at this time, which is simply asking for their own death.  Yuan Daoling shook his head, let go of the fingers holding the hilt of the sword, and the holy aura that was secretly condensed gradually dissipated.

    It seems that today he has no chance to avenge his shame with his own hands, and there is an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

    Seeing that Gu Fenghua slashed out with three swords and long swords in succession without any loss, Yuan Shaochong and others were secretly worried, but when they heard Yuan Daoling's words, they breathed a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.

    Isn't it true, with Gu Fenghua's cultivation base of the seventh rank of the emperor, how many swords can he last with this powerful sword skill that is far superior to his cultivation base?  Don't look at the sword that was as fast as lightning and thunderous just now, in fact, most of her holy energy has probably been exhausted, but it is just the end of the battle.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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