Chapter 3727

However, the fact is in front of him, and it happens to him, and he can't help believing it. See Gu Fenghua and others again sacrifice their lives to attack forward, he can only bite his teeth, once again raised the sword, toward the other side cut.

One sword, two swords, three swords!

The swords flitted across the sky. Every time the swords intersect, they will make an earth shaking sound, and then sprinkle a piece of blood fog.

On the shaking test platform, there were little blood flowers, as if the Chimonanthus were in full bloom. The holy robes of Gu Fenghua and others had already been covered with blood, and their bodies were even more precarious.

Even though they have practiced the sword many times, they can't stick to it with all their strength. The Holy Spirit in his body poured out like a flood breaking a dike. Not to mention Luo en, even Gu Fenghua had no strength. In the pure land of spiritual heart, the native root of the Holy Spirit withered quickly, and her pale face showed a bit of ashes.

Then, their defense became weaker and weaker, and the fierce turbulence like sharp blades passed over them. Even though their holy robes had good defense, they still could not resist the powerful sword Qi and blood of the emperor's holy realm. It was frightening to see that they were pouring out from the crisscross wound.

Under the stage, there was already silence. Although they wanted to cheer for Gu Fenghua and others, they all felt that their throats were blocked.

No one thought that this competition was so fierce and so tragic, even more tragic than the competition held by Shi Yingyan and others yesterday.

Although Gu Fenghua and others surprised everyone on the scene with their first sword, they still didn't understand how their sword could hurt Zhan Jiuzhou? However, the strength gap between the two sides is too big. Even if they are injured in Zhan Jiuzhou, what can they do? From the current situation, their injuries are obviously more serious. In the end, they will lose or even die!

Looking at the blood dripping on Gu Fenghua and others, people's eyes are covered with fog light. Many people even can't bear to look again and turn their heads at the same time.

In fact, as disciples of Shengzong, they still lack some training and are too easy to be deceived by appearances. They did not find the smile hidden in the eyes of Gu Fenghua and others.

But Chang Aotian and others on the high platform noticed this, and they were all slightly stunned. Then they thought of something, and if they had a deep look at the eldest grandson luocang.

"Strange, Fenghua, how can they still laugh?" Wenwanru didn't think much, worried and strange. She said to Chang Aotian, but she used Qi gathering to transmit sound.

The eldest grandson Luo Cang is sitting nearby not far away, no matter whether he has found Gu Fenghua and other people's fundus strange, she will not reveal her secret.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to fight Jiuzhou for long." Chang Aotian looks at the war situation on the stage and smiles easily.

"That's what you said. If there's something wrong with Fenghua, I can't finish it with you." Gentle as coquettish said.

"Lady, please rest assured that Gu Fenghua will never lose the battle. If there is any accident, I will spare no effort to save them. I will never let them worry about their lives, let alone hurt their foundation." Although her voice is so sweet and her appearance is so simple, Chang Aotian's back is cold and his hair is straight up. He made a promise and almost made a promise.