However, with the last sword cut out, Gu Fenghua several people are pale, at the foot of vanity. In order to awaken the power of Phoenix and the hidden power of the beast, they must exert their spirit to the extreme with each sword, and stimulate their holy spirit and idea to the extreme! If it wasn't for their perseverance, they would have fallen to the ground exhausted at the same time of their last shot.

Behind him, Chen Wanqiao several people have been completely shocked. It's not uncommon for Wuji holy heaven to use the technique of combined attack. Many sects have such a holy sword skill, but they have never heard of a family with such power.

"Fenghua, do you care?" After a long time, Chen Wanqiao wakes up from his astonishment. Seeing Gu Fenghua's tired face, he asks anxiously.

"Not bad." Gu Fenghua took a deep breath, took a few holy pills, and quickly walked towards the old man in front of him.

Although the hundreds of sky swallowing crocodiles in the Grottoes have been eliminated, don't forget that there are still tens of thousands of sky swallowing crocodiles after the border. Once the border is broken, let alone killed, they don't even have a chance to escape.

The old man turned his back to them, as if he didn't hear the movement behind him. He was still printing his fingerprints. However, the cracks on the border were still spreading.

Just as Gu Fenghua came quickly, another swallow crocodile came out of the crack. But this time, without waiting for Gu Fenghua to start, Chen Wanqiao and others will cut off at the same time. Even without Gu Fenghua's skill of gathering spirit and solidifying heart, how could the powerful people in the Holy Land join hands to attack them? The crocodile screamed, and his spirit vanished in an instant.

"It's hard to disobey God's will. You can go. There's no need to waste your life." The old man didn't know anything about the movement behind him. Before Gu Fenghua and others came to him, he sighed and said.

"Master, is there really no way?" Chen Wanqiao asked in a trembling voice.

If he could, of course, he didn't want the foundation of Fengyun Jianzong to be destroyed in this way. There was a glimmer of hope in his heart, but the last glimmer of hope was broken with the old man's words.

At the critical moment, he didn't have the time to ask about the old man's identity. Instead, he went straight to the point.

"In 9740 years, I spent 9740 years, but I still can't repair the border. What else can I do?" The old man said bitterly.

"9740 years!" Chen Wan was shocked by Qiao Meng.

As a patriarch, he knows his clan's history by heart. He remembers very clearly that the 17th patriarch disappeared exactly 9740 years ago.

"You can guess who I am. Yes, I am Feng Zhenshan, the 17th leader of Fengyun sword sect." The old man said in a sad tone.

"The 24th leader of Fengyun sword sect, Chen Wanqiao, an unworthy disciple, paid a visit to Shizu." Chen Wanqiao looked at the old man in disbelief and bowed down to salute.

"Unworthy disciple Shen Luoyun, meet Shizu." Shen Luoyun, who followed the crowd into the grottoes, also saluted. Seeing that Gu Fenghua was so relaxed, he killed all the sky swallowing crocodiles in the grottoes. Shocked, he also had some hope in his heart and didn't rush to leave.

All around, everyone was surprised. On his way here, Gu Fenghua heard about the 17th patriarch of Fengyun sword sect. It was because of his strange disappearance that Fengyun sword sect lost a lot of inheritance, which stopped at Zhongpin sect, and was not even paid attention to by Kuangjian sect. Before that, Fengyun sword sect had a powerful sect of more than ten Heavenly saints, even if it could not be compared with Shengzong, But it is not necessarily weaker than the ordinary Shangpin sect, which can be compared with the sect like crazy sword sect.