"No wonder I dare to speak in front of my Duan Qingyun. It turns out that he is a saint. Unfortunately, that's all." Seeing Gu Fenghua's cultivation in the holy land of heaven, Duan Yiyi was slightly surprised, but his disdain in his eyes was a little stronger.
This sword, in his opinion, is too weak!
If he was a little wary before, now, looking at Gu Fenghua's sword skill, which he didn't mention at all, and at Gu Fenghua's beautiful face, which always showed a bit of elegance or even weakness, he was completely relieved.
"A sword from the blue cloud will conquer the world!" Duan Yiyi did not hesitate to inject all the holy Qi into the sword.
Anyway, the disgrace of Duan's family has been spread out, and he is no longer worried about it. He wants to use this sword to wash away the disgrace of Duan's family for thousands of years. He wants Gu Fenghua to pay for everything she has done in Yiyuan academy, the worst price!
The sound of the sword is long and the wind and cloud are changing dramatically. The sword is like a meteor, which frightens the world.
It is the so-called no contrast, no harm, two phase contrast, Gu Fenghua this sword, appears so bleak.
"Be careful!" There was a cry of exclamation under the stage, and many of the disciples could not help holding the hilt of the sword and almost jumped onto the jihadi platform.
At this time, Gu Fenghua's mouth suddenly showed a long smile.
Although the smile was very shallow, Duan Yi saw it in his eyes. Suddenly, there was a thump in his heart, and he had a bad feeling.
Subconsciously, Duan Yiyi wanted to take back some holy spirit, but he was angry and didn't pay attention to Gu Fenghua. At this time, it was too late to stop.
In Gu Fenghua's hand, the sword wrapped in the silk cloth suddenly bloomed, which made people almost unable to open their eyes. The sky, which was originally a turbulent one, seemed to be torn apart by the divine light, and the clean morning light fell down.
"Boom", a loud noise, as if the world burst.
A huge and unparalleled force smashed Duan Yi's poisonous snake like sword. Along with the long sword, it rushed towards him like a storm and tsunami. The ancient sword passed down by Duan's family for thousands of years rattled and could be broken at any time.
Duan Yiyi was shocked and wanted to use Shengqi to protect the sword body. But just now, he didn't pay attention to Gu Fenghua. He just wanted to wash away the humiliation that Duan family had been carrying for thousands of years. He didn't have any spare power. If he wanted to use Shengqi in a short time, it would be too late even if he had the cultivation of Tiansheng second grade.
The powerful force surged into the sword in a flash. His wrist was numb and his whole body was shocked. Then, like being hit in the chest by a huge hammer without handle, he flew out of the holy battle platform.
"Kaka kaka..." on his body, came bursts of small crack sound, a mysterious light projected in all directions.
Just in a moment, the gorgeous robe of the holy master on his body turned to pieces.
Obviously, this holy robe has not only a certain defensive ability, but also a defensive weapon in itself. Judging from the thousands of gods in bloom, its quality is very good. But even so, it was still smashed by Gu Fenghua's sword.
How strong should this sword be?
Before seeing the "gap" between Gu and Duan, everyone's heart had been raised in their throat. It was not until this moment that they realized that they underestimated Gu.