Chapter 800

You should know that the higher your accomplishments are, the more difficult it is to improve. With each level difference, the greater the combat power gap is. Gu fenghuaneng's cultivation ability is superior to that of hunsheng's fifth grade, which makes many people feel incredible.

Compared with their surprise, Gu Fenghua was even more surprised. With the power of her Tianyuan eight swords and the super strong six senses brought by the power of Phoenix, the ordinary soul Saint five products can't be her opponent. Xiang Wushang didn't fall behind at all. Xiang's Wushang sword decision really deserves its reputation!

At the same time, Gu Fenghua tried his best to fight with Xiang Wushang. As he looked at Luo en, his heart sank slightly.

Almost at the same time that she and Xiang Wuyang fight, lornen, Bai pangzi and ye colorless also fight.

"Break the air, cut the waves!" With a light drink, Lorne's sword cuts Chen Xinzhong with the force of splitting the sky and the earth.

Chen Xinzhong is still expressionless and stabs with a sword in the air.

Swords intersect, splashing out a little fire. Then, he saw that Lorne's face turned white, and he was shocked by his opponent's sword.

How could that be! I remember yesterday when Yin Nanzhen fought with Luo en, but she couldn't even take her sword. Chen Xinzhong's strength is not stronger than Yin Nanzhen's. how can he push Luo en back?

Don't let luoen stand firm, Chen Xinzhong is like a shadow, the sword in his hand stabs out again like lightning.

"Break the air, cut the waves!" Lorne clenched his teeth and cut it out again.

When two swords intersect, a sword burst open! Chen Xinzhong also stepped back.

This sword, Lorne finally beat back the opponent, but her face, also become more pale, chest also in sharp ups and downs! Obviously, she did her best to use this sword.

On the other side, Chen Xinzhong was still expressionless. After a pause, he attacked again, as if there was no loss of Holy Spirit at all.

If it goes on like this, Lorne won't last long.

"Beidou, batian!" Not far away, Bai Pang and Fu Cheng are fighting fiercely.

I saw the light of swords flickering, the sound of gold and iron crowing densely like rain, and a spark in full bloom like fireworks.

Fu Cheng, like Zhou Xian, wins by strength, so Bai Pang's tactics are the same as yesterday's, which is still hard.

Judging from yesterday's performance, Fu Cheng's strength is almost the same as Zhou Xian's, or even slightly inferior. So at the beginning of the competition, many Guanghua audiences were secretly worried that he would be dragged to death by this white fat man like Zhou Xian.

But soon they found that their worries were superfluous. Compared with Zhou Xian, Fu Cheng's strength is more than a little stronger. Bai Pang often needs three or four swords to block his sword. He has to use the Big Dipper sword to force him back.

However, even if he used the northern half of batian sword, it didn't seem to hurt him. He could only push him back for a while, on the contrary, he lost his holy spirit greatly.

The white fat man's face, which is already white, has become more white and pale. No matter how abundant the Holy Spirit is, it can't stand such consumption.

"Holy Spirit, tianpo!" On the other side, Ye is colorless, his eyes are red, and his face is sad. He has brought his six senses into full play.

His sword skill is so exquisite, every sword is so precise and fierce, just like Dao Tiancheng, but even so, he Xudong's sword skill can't be broken.