Until then, Gu Fenghua didn't know how big the gap between the eighth grade of Huasheng and the ninth grade of Huasheng was.
The last time she fought against Fu Yaotian of the eighth rank of Huasheng, she defeated him again and again without much effort, and finally killed him with a sword in anger.
But now facing this old man of the ninth rank of Huasheng, she felt so powerless. The cold sword glow and the blood-colored knife light struck at the fist that looked like a giant hammer at the same time, as if hitting a divine weapon made of fine gold and mithril No, it's not a divine weapon, but a Dao weapon!
Just hearing a loud noise, the light of the sword light shattered into thousands of streams of light.
The tyrannical power contained in that punch was still powerful, rushing towards her chest. Even though he had been prepared for such a result, the holy energy had already circulated and placed a heavy shield in front of him when he slashed with the sword, but in just a moment, the shield broke again and again, and Gu Fenghua was shocked to take several steps back , his face became pale.
Even if she is only at the sixth rank of Huasheng, the Qingyun Divine Sword is an out-and-out Taoist weapon. Although the Cangchen Saint Pattern is slightly inferior to Qingyun Divine Sword, it is far from being comparable to ordinary divine weapons. The old man shot at the same time, so vulnerable to this old man!
Gu Fenghua suddenly thought, the last time he killed Fu Yaotian, he was probably lucky. If it wasn't for Fu Yaotian's eagerness to establish his prestige, he formed a sanctuary as soon as he made a move, but he was easily resolved by himself, and then he was so angry that he sacrificed the Pluto Heavenly Magic Mirror, which happened to be restrained by him in all directions. It might not be easy to win against him .
Thinking about it this way, Gu Fenghua suddenly felt some inexplicable sympathy for that poor little heavenly king.
Of course, now is not the time to sympathize with others, because it is very likely that she herself will become the object of sympathy for others in the next moment.
"Senior, listen to my explanation" Gu Fenghua quickly explained as soon as he stabilized his figure.
"Okay, okay, with the cultivation base of the sixth grade of Huasheng, it is a bit capable to receive a punch from me, Helian Xiongba.
As long as you can take my three punches, I will listen to your explanation! "Unfortunately, the old man roared wildly before she could finish her sentence. Those eyes that stared like copper bells were less contemptuous, more appreciative, and more exalted. fighting spirit.
While roaring loudly, the holy energy in his body was surging, and his muscles were full of knots, as if his whole body was full of explosive power.
Gu Fenghua's heart skipped a beat: Looking at the posture in front of him, the other party is obviously not interested in listening to her explanation. And things have come to this point, Xuming Ancient Territory and the Four Great King Territories are already in dire straits, and even their various races are ready to die together, explanations and truth are no longer important to them.
The only way to persuade them to stop is to defeat them. After all, the Supreme Heaven seems to have a strict hierarchy, but in fact the strong are respected, and this is especially true for these ferocious monsters or monster plant races.
Only by defeating them and proving one's strength can one gain their respect and be convinced.
To put it more simply, if you don't believe me when I tell the truth, then I'll call you to listen and believe me!
It's just easy to say, but not easy to do. This Helian Xiongba is a powerhouse of the ninth grade of Huasheng, can she really beat him to the heart like she bullied Ning Yu'er?
The ideal is really plump, but the reality is often very skinny. Gu Fenghua looked at the nine dazzling holy rainbows between Helian Batian's eyebrows, and thought of a sentence from the scriptures of his brothers, he secretly smiled wryly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com