Chapter 3244

Three products of emperor and saint! The power of this sword is absolutely up to the third grade of emperor and Saint, even better than the ordinary third grade of emperor and saint.

No wonder Gu Fenghua reminds us that they are really powerful when they join hands with each other. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you can't even believe it. One emperor and one saint, three heavenly saints and nine heavenly saints can make such a sword.

Put away all the shortsightedness, put aside all the conceit, Mo Qingqiu will have been suppressed to the emperor holy second product of the holy gas operation to the extreme, condensed in the palm of the hand.

"Boom!" An invisible shock wave, centered on Mo Qingqiu, rushes around. The courtyard is turbulent and the dust is flying, which conceals his figure.

"What a powerful sword!" On the wall of the courtyard, Qin Haofang and others were stunned.

Although I knew the power of Gu Fenghua's sword, I didn't expect that with Gu Fenghua's promotion to emperor, the power of this sword was so powerful.

Even the emperor of shaozong of Tang Dynasty, who has always been the biggest of Laozi's, was staring round with eyes and could not speak for a long time. It was obviously frightened by Gu Fenghua's joint sword.

A moment later, the dust and smoke dispersed, and Mo Qingqiu's figure appeared again.

"Master Mo, are you ok?" Gu Fenghua asked with some worry.

"Ha ha ha, what can I do for you?" Mo Qingqiu laughed a few times, held his head high, and said with pride, "it's really good for you to join hands in a sword. If you look at Wuji holy heaven, I'm afraid no one in the same class can resist it, but if you want to hurt me, it's still a lot worse."

"It's OK. It's OK." Seeing Mo Qingqiu's arrogance, Gu Fenghua was relieved.

They were surprised by the power of the sword just now.

According to their original idea, although Gu Fenghua was promoted to Emperor saint, after all, Luo en was still in the realm of heaven saint, which would inevitably drag her back. Even if the power of this sword was improved, it would reach the peak of the second grade of emperor saint. Unexpectedly, it reached the third grade of emperor saint.

Mo Qingqiu, however, suppressed his accomplishments to the second grade of emperor and saint. This was a gap of a whole level. Even though he knew that he was a royal envoy and not an ordinary strong one, several people could not help worrying about him. Now that he's OK, I'm finally relieved.

"It's worthy of being your envoy. His cultivation is so powerful that he can suppress the emperor's second grade." Looking at Mo Qingqiu's relaxed and proud smile, Luo en said with admiration.

"Nonsense, if you are not powerful, can you be your envoy? Let alone suppress the emperor's second product. Even if we suppress the emperor's first product, we may not want to hurt you. " White fat person is a face of reverence, a face of fascination.

"This is the real strong one. I don't know when we will have such accomplishments." Ye colorless is also a face of emotion.

Around him, Qin Haofang and others trembled with excitement and revered you.

No one noticed that when Mo Qingqiu burst out laughing, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: it's terrible. Where did these little guys learn such combined skills? It's really terrible!

Although you look as if nothing had happened to you, the blood between your chest and abdomen is churning, even the meridians and the sea of Qi are in a dull pain. It's obvious that you have suffered internal injury, and a mouthful of turbid Qi is surging back and forth in your chest. If you didn't hide it with that laugh, and release the turbid qi by the way, he would be humming on the spot.

"Master, are you ok?" It is green any indistinct saw a bit not proper, quietly ask a way.