Chapter 3695

"Gu Fenghua, we meet again. I'm afraid you can't even dream of it. There will be another day to see you again." Ning huaihen said in a hoarse voice.

Although he was covered with a black mask, he could still vaguely see the ferocious sneer on his face.

As a result, the air around the test bench became more heavy and cold.

"Who are you?" Gu Fenghua asked.

"When you get to hell, someone will tell you about it." Ning huaihen continued to smile.

"I think you'd better tell me yourself." Gu Fenghua looked at the black towel and said.

"I announce, this contest, begin!" The two sides were already at war. Lu Wenfu didn't bother to ask them if they were ready and announced the start of the contest.

"Choking..." as soon as the words fell, Ning huaihen's long sword came out of its sheath.

The simple sword body, across a rainbow, gives people the feeling that it is so cold and fierce.

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed, and a dark cloud blocked the warm sunshine. The sword swept rapidly, and there was a sharp scream, like the scream of a fierce ghost, shrill and crazy.

This sword seems to tear open the nine hell, releasing countless ghosts.

This sword is so sharp, as if the sharp ghost's claws want to tear up all the creatures in front of them.

Three golden pearls appeared on his brows. Sure enough, his cultivation has reached the peak of the third grade of emperor and saint. Only one step away, he will be promoted to the fourth grade of emperor and saint.

Cold sword light, reflected in his eyes, that pair of merciless eyes, also become more cold, release endless killing.

"What a terrible sword Sitting in the front of the stage, a disciple of Shengzong turned pale and said in a trembling voice.

"It's really the peak of the third grade of emperor and saint. The ruthlessness and ruthlessness of this sword are rare in the world. I'm afraid his real combat power is not much weaker than that of the fourth grade of emperor and saint." The holy master behind him kept some calm and said with emotion.

This sword is not only ruthless, but also changeable. It should come from the true biography of the emperor killing envoy, plus the cultivation of God's holy third grade, which is only one step away from being promoted to the fourth grade. The real combat power is strong, which is comparable to the ordinary emperor's holy fourth grade!

"It seems that this one is going to lose again." The rest of the people look gloomy.

Although they are resentful for Pei Yi Qiu and hope Gu Fenghua to suffer, when this moment really comes, they still find that their mood is extremely bitter.

"Be careful!" Fu Guanyun, Guan Yuanshan and Meng Huaiyuan, as well as Shi Yingyan and Shang kangran, who are standing under the stage to take part in a contest, exclaimed.

Ning huaihen's cultivation, coupled with such sword skills, is too powerful and terrible. Even though they know how powerful Gu Fenghua and others are, they are still concerned and confused. They can't help but worry about them and raise their heart to their throat.

"One sword, cut the flood!"

"Nine days, magic thunder!"

"Beidou, batian!"

"Holy Spirit, tianpo!"

Just when everyone was worried or depressed, Gu Fenghua made a few moves.

Their voices were calm and calm, and there was no panic on their faces.

In fact, Ning huaihen's accomplishments have been revealed in the last competition. Today, they are expected to show such a sword. Of course, they won't be surprised.

However, seeing their four hands, the audience was not so calm and surprised again.

It's true that their voices are very calm, and they don't look at all flustered. However, what's the use of calmness when one emperor is a saint and three heavenly saints are nine?