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Chapter 6061 6062 Dealing with such brats

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    He is the descendant of the Heavenly King of the Nether Mirror, a cultivation prodigy who meets once in a million years in the Supreme Heaven. With the Sanctuary of Seven Emotions, no one under the Daoist Saint is his opponent. In fact, he has never fought against others before.  failure.

    But today, he was defeated in the hands of an ordinary Taoist disciple, a mere sixth-rank Huasheng, and even Ning Qingshu's useless material, which was poured out of panacea, began to doubt his strength.

    Amidst the roar, Fu Yaotian once again raised his long sword and slashed towards Gu Fenghua.

    "You have already lost, and the descendant of the majestic King of the Nether Mirror, do you want to follow the example of the common people who don't believe their words?" Gu Fenghua took two steps back and said loudly.

    She knew very well that the fact that she defeated Fu Yaotian with a single sword just now was actually because the other party poured most of the divine energy into the sanctuary.  If it is really a competition of strength, with her cultivation of the sixth rank of Huasheng, it is very difficult to beat Fu Yaotian.

    Anyway, she didn't intend to offend King Mingjing, she might as well accept it as soon as she was good, there was no need to really fight to the death with Fu Yaotian.

    If it was Ning Yu'er, considering her status as a descendant of the Heavenly King, she would naturally be embarrassed to break her words, but it is a pity that Fu Yaotian is not Ning Yu'er.

    After all, Ning Yuer's life experience is miserable, and she has seen a lot of human feelings. She looks weak and weak on the surface, but she is more resilient than most people in her heart.  In Gu Fenghua's words, those who know current affairs are outstanding.

    But Fu Yaotian has never suffered such a setback, let alone being defeated by a woman whose cultivation level is far inferior to his own in front of many young strong men in the Four Great Kings.  It almost pierced his seemingly tough but extremely fragile heart full of holes.

    Where did he calm down, and where did he think of his identity.

    If you kill Gu Fenghua, you must kill Gu Fenghua!  Only in this way can we wash away our shame and prove our own strength.  A voice roared in his heart, and the divine sword that came out of the long slash also let out a trembling sound full of killing intentions.

    This time, he was not condensing the sanctuary, all the holy energy, spiritual thoughts, all unwillingness and resentment were poured into this sword.

    Another spoiled brat!  Gu Fenghua could only helplessly raise his long sword again.

    The only way to deal with such a bear child is to beat him, beat him sorely, beat him soberly, beat him well, and beat him to be obedient.  Ning Yu'er can testify that the Fifth Miss of the Gu family is the most experienced in dealing with such brats.

    But this time, the brat in front of him was much stronger than Ning Yu'er.  Gu Fenghua knew very well that even with the power of the Qingyun Divine Sword itself, it would be very difficult for her to win with her cultivation of the sixth rank of Huasheng, so when she slashed out with the sword, a bloody light flashed across the palm of her left hand.

    "Boom!" The cold sword light and the blood-colored sword light slashed at the pitch-black sword light at the same time, and there was another loud noise.

    With the two of them at the center, the earth cracked and sand and rocks flew away, and the already crumbling palace finally collapsed, with dust flying everywhere.

    After a while, the dust dispersed, and the figures of Gu Fenghua and Fu Yaotian reappeared in front of everyone.

    When the sword came down, the two of them stepped back a few steps, their faces pale.

    Obviously, the sword was evenly divided between the two sides, and no one took advantage.

    Gu Fenghua took a deep breath, calmed down the ups and downs of blood in his chest, and secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, Fu Yaotian seems to have spent too much energy on the sanctuary, and his sword skills are not too strong, otherwise  Even if she had the Qingyun Divine Sword in her hand and the blessing of the Cangchen Saint Mark, it would be difficult for her to defeat him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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