Chapter 3738

Fortunately, Zhan Jiuzhou's sword has no skill at all. It doesn't give full play to the most powerful attack of emperor Sheng's five products. Otherwise, they can't resist it in their present situation.

However, if let his holy spirit continue to improve, even without sword skills, they still can't resist.

The Danli of Yulu emperor's Qingdan and Xuanyou emperor's Lingdan can't cure their injuries in time, but they don't care so much. They forcibly suppress the injuries and attack zhanjiuzhou again.

While his holy spirit is only restored to the emperor's holy five, they still have the strength of the first World War. If they let him continue to improve, they will never have a chance.

On the other side, Zhan Jiuzhou's mouth kept pouring out blood clots. It was obvious that the injury was a bit more serious, but the boundless pain poured into his mind. He could not distract himself to suppress the injury. He roared wildly and raised his sword again.

However, he always kept a trace of clarity in his heart. He remembered the teacher's advice: once the formula of killing gods is used, you can't stop halfway. You must stick to it until the end, or you will die. No one can save him!

The swords face each other and burst out with dazzling air, as if the sun rose one after another, but it didn't give people the slightest warmth. On the contrary, it made people feel so cold.

Even outside the war, people can feel the absolute, solemn and stirring of this sword, and also feel the breath of death.

No matter Gu Fenghua or Zhan Jiuzhou, there is no way out and no choice. Unless someone stops them, sooner or later one of them will die on stage.

However, everyone knows what it is for to take yundabi this time. The tragedy is expected by everyone. Who will stop it?

Finally, both sides cut out at the same time.

But this time, the swords intersected, but they didn't explode immediately. Instead, they stuck together.

Both sides clenched the hilt of the sword and tried their best to inject the Holy Spirit into it. The five long swords all sent out a chilling cold light.

Everyone knows that the moment to decide the outcome and also the life and death has finally arrived! On and off the stage, the air has solidified, so oppressive that people can hardly breathe, even the heart beat seems to have stopped.

People clench their fists so tightly that they don't even feel their nails pinching into the meat.

Gu Fenghua's jade dew emperor Qingdan and Xuanyou emperor Lingdan, which they had taken before, finally reflected the mystery and strangeness of the top Tianpin Shengdan. The Holy Spirit was continuously condensed and poured into the long sword. Although they couldn't recover to their peak state immediately, they were like a trickle of water, and they kept growing.

This time, they finally got the upper hand.

On the other side, Zhan Jiuzhou was not so lucky. As everyone knows, no matter how wonderful the Dharma is, it is only temporary and has its limits. Up to now, he seems to have reached the limit. Although he also tried his best to pour Holy Spirit into the long sword, the edge of the sword is much dimmer than Gu Fenghua's joint sword, and more and more bleak.

Black and purple blood, along his eyes, nose, mouth, ears gushed out of the body, his face more distorted, more ferocious, the roar in the mouth, also more deep and hoarse. That painful and miserable appearance, people can't bear to look directly at.

"Elder martial brother, stop it. Let's give up." Si Liqun said chokingly.