Fu Yaotian's sword was not aimed at her, but at a child beside the old Lu family.
It was related to their own life and death. Of course, the old man and the old lady of the Lu family were even more nervous about the battle between Gu Fenghua and Fu Yaotian. They watched the battle with all their attention, so they didn't notice the child, but they didn't know when he came from behind the two of them. He got out and stepped forward curiously. This time, he was exposed to Fu Yaotian's sword without any hindrance.
Crazy, Fu Yaotian is crazy!
According to his previous promise, since he was defeated by Gu Fenghua, he should let the descendants of the Lu family live. He has fought and failed repeatedly, but it's nothing more than breaking his own words, and now he has done this to a defenseless child.
He is a powerhouse of the eighth grade of Huasheng, and he is also the heir appointed by the king of Mingjing himself. If he does this, he won't be afraid of being ridiculed by others, and won't he be afraid of losing face of the king of Mingjing?
Everyone was stunned by this scene, even those who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead widened their eyes and turned over involuntarily.
Gu Fenghua also did not expect that Fu Yaotian would be so frenzied, completely unprepared, and could only block that sword light with his sword.
It's a pity that in a hurry, this sword can't exert much power at all. But Fu Yaotian became angry and exploded the holy soul regardless of the consequences. Although his injuries were aggravated several times, and even his cultivation base would inevitably drop afterward, the power of this sword was not much worse than before.
"Qiang!" Amidst the clear cry, Gu Fenghua slashed across Fu Yaotian's pitch-black sword light, but failed to completely crush it.
The sword's power was endless, and it slashed at the child.
"Ah" A childish scream sounded, and the child flew several feet away and fell into a pool of blood.
Looking at this scene in a daze, almost everyone showed expressions of impatience, and a chill rose from their bodies, as if the air had frozen.
In Gu Fenghua's heart, there was a deep sadness and uncontrollable anger.
"Why, why!" Gu Fenghua shouted angrily.
"Hahahaha, I want to kill, no one can stop it, no!" Fu Yaotian seemed not to see her anger, still laughing wildly.
The next moment, I saw him flying up, his blood red eyes swung his sword at several other children.
"One sword, Sheng Guiyuan!" The anger in Gu Fenghua's heart was like a volcano erupting.
In the eyes dim with tears, the figure of the child lying in a pool of blood seemed to be twitching slightly, so sad.
Her heart was full of remorse: Not every brat could be saved, she shouldn't have shown mercy to that sword strike just now!
She will never make the same mistake a second time.
All the holy energy, all the power of the blood, are unreservedly injected into the Qingyun sword, and all the anger and remorse are also injected into this sword.
"I said earlier that this guy is not a good person, and he should have been killed long ago." In his mind, the sword spirit yelled again.
But this time, Gu Fenghua didn't feel ashamed anymore.
Tears blurred the fundus of the eyes, and there was a murderous intent that had never been seen before.
"Stop!" Seeing this, the expressions of those middle-aged men changed drastically again.
"My lord, be merciful!" Lin Yujing and others also shouted in horror.
It was the first time that Gu Fenghua felt such a strong murderous intent, and even they were palpitated by it, and even more terrified.
If it is someone else, even the junior Xingjun, who breaks his promise so much and is so insane, if he kills him, he will kill him. No matter how dissatisfied the other party is in his heart, he can't do anything to Gu Fenghua blatantly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com