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    "Gu Fenghua, I advise you not to hold on any longer, honestly give up the sword and give up, maybe my grandfather can let you live" Yuan Shao said triumphantly.

    "Crack!" Before the last word "road" was uttered, Gu Fenghua waved his arm again, and the sword light fell like a thunderbolt.

    Immediately afterwards, a sword, another sword, another sword

    Sword lights streaked across the sky, and fell towards Yuan Shangqing like a torrential rain. Even before the sword lights disappeared completely, the next sword lights followed, like waves cascading, and each wave was higher than the other.  wave.

    Yuan Shaochong was stunned, and all the disciples of Shengyuanzong behind him were also dumbfounded.

    Didn't it mean the end of the crossbow, but look at the ups and downs of the sword, look at the cascading surges, how can there be any sign of the end of the crossbow?

    Zhen Fengliu, Liang Yicheng and others were also stunned.  Although the strength has not yet reached Gu Fenghua's level, but he has never eaten pork, so he has seen pigs run.  They can be sure that with such mighty swordsmanship, the real eighth-rank Emperor Saint might not be able to hold on for a few strikes, but Gu Fenghua's sword after sword, one sword faster than one sword, how full of holy energy is in her body?  How could it be possible for her to have such ample holy energy with her seventh-rank emperor saint cultivation?

    Next to him, Weng Yuanming, Luo Enen and others looked surprised.

    They know Gu Fenghua's sword skills very well, and they also know that her sword skills are strong, but they consume a lot of holy energy, even more than others imagined.  I remember that in the past, every time she just raised her realm and realized a new sword skill, she could only use such a sword once. Even if she is now promoted to the seventh rank of Emperor Saint, it is impossible for her to use one sword after another so effortlessly.  ?

    Obviously, Gu Fenghua's escape from the dead this time was a blessing in disguise, and he has a new understanding, and his strength has improved to a higher level!

    The sword light cut down one after another like dense raindrops, the speed became faster and faster, and the sword power became stronger and stronger.

    ? At the beginning, Gu Fenghua and Yuan Shangqing's soul-killing Taoism was still fairly evenly divided. Every time they fought each other, they both took a few steps back, but then gradually changed.  Gu Fenghua took fewer and fewer steps back, and the strides became smaller, while Yuan Shangqing took more and more steps back, and the strides became bigger and bigger.  Later, Gu Fenghua took a step forward every time he slashed with his sword, but Yuan Shangqing retreated several steps in succession.

    "Boom!" Finally, as Gu Fenghua slashed out with another sword, Yuan Shangqing flew out heavily as if being hit by a boulder.

    Yuan Daoling and the other two soul-killing Taoist bodies got up at the same time, and only then did they catch him.

    "Master!" Looking at Yuan Shangqing, the elder of Sheng Yuanzong cried out sadly.

    "Master Elder!" The lips of the other Shengyuanzong disciples were trembling, and their faces were all pale.

    Until then, they saw that Yuan Shangqing's body was covered with scars, and almost no one was intact.

    If it was not a soul-killing Taoist body, but a normal human being, he would have been covered in blood if he was so injured, or even died of blood.  Although Yuan Shangqing looked like a mummy, and there was not a drop of blood gushing out of his whole body, the scars that were deeply visible to the bones still made people unable to bear to look directly at them.

    It was only then that they realized how subtle and mysterious Gu Fenghua's seemingly simple sword glow was, falling down like raindrops one after another.  Although Shang Yuanqing has lost his sanity and cannot think, but the instinct of the eighth-rank Emperor Saint is still there. How could ordinary sword skills hurt him?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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