Chapter 3247

All around, there was a dead silence. This powerful sword made Qin Haofang and others tremble. Looking at each other, they all saw the horror and worry in each other's eyes. Although I respect you as a God, I know that I shouldn't doubt his strength, but Gu Fenghua's joint sword is too terrible. You suppress your accomplishments in the second grade of emperor and saint. What should he do if he can't resist it?

Fortunately, the dust gradually dispersed, Mo Qingqiu's figure finally appeared in front of us. I saw him standing with his back to Gu Fenghua, and his old and clean figure was still so tall and straight, just like an ancient pine standing on a precipice of ten thousand feet, no matter what happened to you, I stood still.

"It's worthy of being your envoy. You can easily resist such a powerful sword by suppressing your strength in the second grade of emperor Sheng!" Qin Haofang couldn't help exclaiming.

"Yes, if it was someone else, I'm afraid I would have been seriously injured long ago, and only you can deal with it so easily."

"I'm not only seriously injured, even if the strong one of emperor San pin meets this sword, I'm afraid his life will be lost." Other Changfeng sect disciples also said with admiration.

"I admire you for your profound skills." Gu Fenghua held his sword in both hands and bowed to salute, and his heart was full of admiration.

After a sword with all one's strength, the Holy Spirit of several people was almost exhausted. They felt that they were weak and weak. But Mo Qingqiu was not hurt. Looking at his straight back, his momentum was even stronger than before. Don't forget, he suppressed his accomplishments to the second grade of emperor and Saint, and took their joint sword. They couldn't refuse to accept such immeasurable strength.

What is a strong man? This is the real strong! Looking at Mo Qingqiu's proud background, Gu Fenghua only feels that the mountains are looking up to him.

Everyone looked at Mo Qingqiu with admiration, but didn't notice. Next to him, qingfan was staring at the master in a daze, and the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly.

Gu Fenghua stood behind Mo Qingqiu and could only see his proud and straight back. However, he was standing in front of him. He could clearly see the master's face at this time. How could his face be so calm and relaxed.

At this time, the monarch's face was completely pockmarked, his eyelids were beating, his face was wriggling like a cramp, and his expression was never wonderful or miserable.

The worst thing is that lornen's nine days of Leiwei is also integrated into the sword, which makes your face as black as the bottom of the pot, with a few wisps of white hair on your forehead and curling smoke. Fortunately, there was a strong wind at the top of the mountain, which soon dispersed the smoke.

Is this the legendary way to pretend that x is struck by thunder! Looking at master's miserable appearance, qingfan couldn't help thinking. Of course, then he immediately reprimanded himself in his heart: unfilial ah, as a disciple, how can you think of master like this? Never think of master like this again.

"Ha ha ha, that's good. You are really overbearing. Fortunately, I'm an old man. If there are other people, let alone saints at the same level, even the masters and elders who have been practicing for thousands of years, I'm afraid they will suffer some hardships when they meet you. " For a long time, Mo Qingqiu turned around with a laugh, swept his sleeves, and wiped the black dust off his face without any trace. At least he couldn't see anything different on the surface.

What else? Master, please stop pretending. Is it not enough to be struck by thunder? Hearing Mo Qingqiu's words, qingfan's heart trembled, and he had the idea of unfilial.