"In addition, you have lost enough humiliation in the last competition. You still have no chance of winning this competition. If you give up as soon as possible, you can still keep some face. Otherwise, don't blame us for being merciless." After scolding Duan Yiyi, Gu Fenghua turns to Mu Chenxi.

"Gu Fenghua, you are looking for death!" Duan Yiyi was directly exposed by Gu Fenghua. His face turned red and he roared.

"Well, well, I'll see how ruthless you are. Do you really think you still have such good luck in this match?" Mu Chenxi is also shocked by Gu Fenghua's publicity.

Finally, the anger was like a volcanic eruption again. No more saying, they drew their swords at the same time and chopped at Gu Fenghua head-on.

The whole world seemed to be enveloped by their anger. Under the sword, Gu Fenghua is like a boat in the surging waves, so helpless.

Although the competition platform was protected by the border, the crowd still felt the majestic power, and the kuchan disciples in the front row could not help but move back.

"Be careful!" Meng Jiwei and others, because the clan was too weak, were not qualified to go to the viewing platform. They also sat under the platform and cried out.

Since Gu Fenghua slapped him in the face, Wu Tianheng and others have greatly changed their mind. They are very polite to their descendants. Although they often ask them for help these days, they will give them pills as gifts. Although those holy pills are nothing to them, they have great opportunities for Meng Jiwei and others, and even take advantage of them.

They are very grateful to Gu Fenghua. Of course, they don't want to see any accidents happen to her.

Surprised voice, Gu Fenghua has raised the sword, beside, white fat man and lornen also come forward.

"A sword, break the sky."

"Nine days, magic thunder!"

"Beidou, batian!" Three swords, also head-on cut out.

Three hands, but also momentum is not weak. It is needless to say that Gu Fenghua's cultivation in the holy land of heaven is rare among his peers. Luo en's nine heaven magic thunder sword has reached the fourth level. With one sword, there are four separate shadows in front of him, and four thunders fall from the sky. The white fat man's big dipper and his dry Zen mental method are equally powerful, except for his past supremacy, It's a little more solemn.

Unfortunately, besides Gu Fenghua, Bai Pang and Luo en's accomplishments are still a little weaker. Even if they attack at the same time, the power of the sword is much weaker than that of the other two heavenly saints.

Not to mention the elders of shangzong on the platform, even Meng Jiwei and others can easily see the strength gap between the two sides, and their faces are even more worried.

And the smile on Mu Chengfeng's face, of course, became more determined and relaxed.

Compared with Mu Chengfeng's ease, the mood of the jun family is much heavier.

"My lord?" Several elders are looking at you with worried face to ask Cang.

If they were still worried about Jun Lansheng's becoming the head of the family, now they have to admit that he is the most suitable choice. After all, Gu Fenghua was willing to participate in the competition on behalf of the jun family because of him.

If it wasn't for him, he would never have asked Gu Fenghua to help him if he had changed any of the children of Jun's family to be the master of this little family.

However, no matter how strong Gu Fenghua is, he can't be better than the other two heavenly saints, right?