Suque Yiyin Qin, she even has an artifact! Niu Qianding's eyesight is really good. Seeing the Flamingo singing high in mid air and looking at Gu Fenghua's guqin, he immediately thinks of the origin of the Guqin.

I shouldn't be careless. I really shouldn't be careless! For the vast majority of holy masters in this world, getting one artifact is the blessing of countless samsara who burned countless high incense to get it back. Who would have thought that Gu Fenghua had two artifact!

At this moment, Niu Qianding regretted that his intestines were almost green. Needless to think, he knew that the Holy Spirit gathered in his hurry would never stop the legendary rosefinch musical instrument.

As a result, as he expected, with the ancient sound of the piano, an invisible arrow flew out of the only string“ Ha The next moment, Gu Fenghua's sword was cut in his chest.

Even if the body defense of tianshengbapin is strong enough and has been tempered by the spring, Niu Qianding can't bear the full force of tianshengwupin with his flesh and blood. With a crisp sound, his sternum broke, blood gushed out like a fountain, and his face turned pale.

How can Gu Fenghua miss such a good chance when you are sick and will kill you. Although the holy Qi in their bodies was almost exhausted after the two swords were put into full force, and there was a short void in their minds, they still bit the tip of their tongue and forced the holy Qi to kill Niu Qianding, who was seriously injured.

No matter for the sake of the jade spring or for the sake of Mo Tianxing, Niu Qianding would never show mercy to them. Of course, they would not have any pity.

"Do you really think you can kill me in this way?" Seeing the undisguised killing in several people's eyes, Niu Qianding roared.

The powerful man of the eight heavenly saints was hit hard by several heavenly saints. Maybe he would die under the other's sword. Of course, his shame and indignation can be imagined.

Hands fierce a piece, eight purple beads emerged behind him, whirling crisscross, across a wonderful arc.

The pure holy Qi poured into Niu Qianding's body, and the eight purple holy pearls gradually became dim, while his chest injury was rapidly recovering.

"Holy soul pearl!" Gu Fenghua's heart sank.

The real promotion of heaven saint can condense the holy soul bead with the power of divine thought, Holy Spirit and holy source. If you are promoted to the holy land, the Holy Spirit bead is solid enough to resist a fatal attack. Even if you are injured seriously, you can recover as before. Even the Holy Spirit root will not be damaged at all. Just take some time to refine the Holy Spirit bead again.

Although Gu Fenghua and his colleagues are the real saints, they all condensed the Holy Spirit beads, but after all, they are not solid enough to realize the magical effect. Niu Qianding is the mouth of the holy sword, and the Holy Spirit beads are far stronger than them, so they can use it to heal quickly.

Looking at the wound on his chest, Gu Fenghua didn't dare to hesitate. Before he fully recovered, the sword was fast again.

"Poof!" Although Niu Qianding has raised his sword to resist, he has not been able to stop the sword. The sword fell, the wound broke open again, and even the viscera burst one after another.

However, Gu Fenghua's mood was not relaxed.