There is no need for them to say more, Ke Yuanhua roared angrily, flew towards Gu Fenghua and slapped Gu Fenghua.
It was the first time in his life that he was so humiliated by someone, so naturally he would not show any mercy when he made a move.
A palm shadow was shot in the air, and it turned into thousands of paths in an instant, layer upon layer like dark clouds churning, and the already deep night seemed more oppressive and dull because of this. The surrounding air seemed to be completely frozen at this moment, like invisible mountains, squeezing from all directions. In the face of this huge pressure, not only was it difficult to breathe, but even the holy energy circulating in his body suddenly stagnated.
And four golden holy beads also appeared between Ke Yuanhua's eyebrows, which were extraordinarily dazzling in the dark night.
Emperor Saint Fourth Rank! It's no wonder that Zhan Xinzong can have the current momentum, it's really not for nothing. Gu Fenghua secretly sighed.
Although Ke Yuanhua's cultivation base of the fourth rank of emperor saint is still a lot worse than that of Teng Hongtu, his palm has its own unique features, and its power far exceeds that of the fourth rank of emperor saint. A powerhouse of the fifth rank of the Emperor Saint would not even think of taking his palm easily. And don't forget, he is only the fifth elder of Zhan Xinzong, besides Teng Hongtu, there are three other elders above him, whose strength is definitely stronger than him.
Such five great elders plus the suzerain, as long as they don't offend the eighteen envoys and the three holy kings, they may be able to walk sideways in the entire Wuji Holy Heaven. It's no wonder they act so ostentatiously, so unscrupulously.
Ke Yuanhua was obviously very satisfied with his palm, looking down at Gu Fenghua condescendingly, his face was beating, and he pulled out a ferocious and cold smile.
He made up his mind that this palm would blow Gu Fenghua to ashes, and he would never give her the slightest chance of surviving. Only in this way can he vent his anger.
Unfortunately, he thought too much.
In the past, facing Ke Yuanhua's shocking slap, Gu Fenghua was really difficult to deal with, but now that she has the cultivation base of the seventh-rank emperor saint, how could she take a mere fourth-rank emperor saint in her eyes? Even if his real combat power surpassed his cultivation and reached the fifth rank of Emperor Saint, it was no exception.
Too lazy to draw the sword, Gu Fenghua moved and threw it out with a palm.
This palm is so ordinary and calm, as if it is driving away a buzzing and annoying fly.
Seeing her throwing such a palm, Zhu Sifang was so anxious that he wanted to jump. Is this time to put on a show? Your opponent is Ke Yuanhua, one of the five elders of Zhanxinzong, Ke Yuanhua, not Pu Jiaojiao who you want to pinch and step on. Court death!
Although Gu Fenghua said that he didn't need to intervene, he couldn't just watch her die tragically, and it was such a stupid way to die. Zhu Sifang didn't dare to delay, so he jumped up to stand in front of Gu Fenghua.
However, as soon as he flew up, his eyes widened suddenly, he was forced to stay in the air, and his outstretched palm stopped like petrification.
Gu Fenghua's slender, white and tender palms slid straight across the churning and turbulent layers of palm shadows shrouded in dark clouds, and then slammed them on Ke Yuanhua's face without any hindrance.
"Crack!" After hearing a crisp sound, Ke Yuanhua's body swung across the air, and flew out like an arrow off the string.
Everything happened so fast, everyone was dumbfounded, and just watched Ke Yuanhua fly more than ten feet away, and fell to the ground stiffly like a stone. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com