"Your Highness, our sword is very powerful. You can suppress your cultivation to the second grade of emperor and saint. I'm afraid you can't resist it." Gu Fenghua was afraid that he might hurt your envoy, so he reminded him.
Of course, she knew that Mo Qingqiu was kind-hearted. When Zhang Yi accompanied them to practice, they also suppressed their accomplishments. Otherwise, they would not have the chance to fight.
But don't forget, after leaving wulianggu, their cultivation continued to improve. When Gu Fenghua reached the ninth grade of Tiansheng and Luo en reached the eighth grade of Tiansheng, the power of the sword of gathering the spirit was comparable to the second grade of Tiansheng. Now Gu Fenghua is promoted to Emperor saint, and Luo en has reached the ninth grade of heaven saint. Even Gu Fenghua himself is not sure how powerful the joint attack sword is, but it's not weaker than before, is it?
In her opinion, Mo Qingqiu's suppression of cultivation in the second grade of emperor Sheng is actually dangerous.
"It's not a bad thing for young people to be arrogant, but they can't be too conceited. Although I've suppressed my accomplishments to the second grade of emperor and Saint, it's no ordinary second grade of emperor and saint. Just do it. " Listening to Gu Fenghua's words, Mo Qingqiu can't help scolding her.
Wuji holy heaven has never been short of talents. Both of them are the second grade of emperor holy heaven, but their actual combat ability may vary greatly. Some people are gifted, and it's not difficult to challenge a higher level opponent. Others rely on panacea and array to promote the emperor saint. Even if they reach the second grade of emperor saint, their real combat power may not be better than the first grade of emperor saint.
How could Gu Fenghua belittle him so much, even if he suppressed his accomplishments in the second grade of emperor saint?
"The elder said that, the younger was taught." Gu Fenghua sincerely taught, said with shame.
Think about it. Mo Qingqiu is second only to the emperor. Even if his cultivation is suppressed to the second grade of the emperor, the second grade of the emperor like LV Xiuwen can't compete with him. I'm afraid that the ordinary third grade of the emperor can't match him. Although her reminder is kind, it's disrespectful to you.
"Come on." Seeing that Gu Fenghua was so modest, Mo Qingqiu was very satisfied. As soon as his robes were put, he said in a loud voice.
Qin Haofang and others are fascinated by the free and easy figure and the pride of his face. His eyes are full of admiration.
"My Lord, it's impolite." Gu Fenghua holds the sword in both hands, bows slightly with the most standard ritual of the holy master, and then cuts it out with one sword.
"A sword, break the sky!"
"Nine days, magic thunder!"
"Beidou, batian!"
"Holy Spirit, tianpo!"
With a clear drink, Lorne and white fat, leaf colorless three people also at the same time.
Each of the Four Swords was so indomitable and unstoppable.
"Well come!" Mo Qingqiu claps it face to face with a satisfied smile.
No matter Gu Fenghua, who has reached the realm of the emperor, or Luo en, who is a saint of heaven, the sword power is so perfect. Let alone join hands. Even if they fight alone, it's hard for them to compete with one of their peers.
Fortunately, I've heard that they're so powerful together. Otherwise, I'll lose face if I'm not prepared. Thinking of this, he felt a little lucky.
But soon, he couldn't be happy, and his smile suddenly froze.
The four swords, like rivers flowing into the sea, meet together. Although the meaning of the swords is completely different, and the holy spirit contained in them is also completely different, there is no conflict or exclusion at all. They complement each other, and the Holy Spirit is superimposed and integrated, and the power is multiplied - no, it is multiplied!