Although he hasn't been able to take the upper position yet, as far as the current situation is concerned, it's hard for him to escape from the position of the city leader, but it can't be said to satisfy his hunger. Even though they hate Zong zhengmingyang, they can't help admiring him secretly.

If someone else had changed his mind, I'm afraid he would have been very grateful to Zong zhengmingyang for his kindness. How could he have refused his kindness?

Fortunately, Gu Fenghua is no one else. Hearing Zong zhengmingyang's words, she didn't even bother to take care of them. She just tried her best to run Shengqi and inject it into the sword. Of course, lornen and Bai pangzi were no exception.

With this strength, he even wants to accept them as apprentices. He is so beautiful!

"Gu Fenghua, I've given you a chance. I'm so ignorant. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Seeing Gu Fenghua and others turn a deaf ear to their solicitation, Zong Zhengming Yang is furious.

I really think that the sixth grade of emperor saint is not enough. I'm still holding a shelf in front of me. Don't say that you are not the real emperor Saint six, even if you are in front of me, who is the strong emperor Saint seven, you are not qualified to hold posture.

Since I am so ungrateful and regard my kindness as a donkey's liver and lung, don't blame me for being cruel. In the heart secretly ruthless, Zong Zhengming Yang also no longer think more, gather Holy Spirit, with all one hand shot out.

"Brush!" Suddenly, a red light flashed out of the sword, like a rainbow of blood.

Zong zhengmingyang was shocked. He felt a desolate, pathetic, and extremely cold air, which enveloped him in an instant.

"This is..." a kind of fear that has never been before, also rises from the heart, that is the fear of death instinct.

There was no time to think about it. Zong Zhengming pushed out his double palms and stepped back.

He is worthy of being the strong one of the seven products of the emperor. He has a keen sense of danger. Unfortunately, it's too late to start to retreat!

"Boom!" In the loud sound, the Shentian sword awn and the bloody rainbow were cut down at the same time.

Zong zhengmingyang's two hand shadows, which were shot with all his strength by the cultivation of the seventh grade of emperor Sheng, disappeared in an instant. He was humming and was split out.

When the sword was gone, the bloody rainbow suddenly disappeared, but time seemed to be still. Except for those who knew Gu Fenghua's background, everyone else opened their mouths and glared, and their eyes were about to fall to the ground.

This is the strong one of the seven products of the emperor. How could it be that one of the four products of the emperor and three of the one products of the emperor split it? Even if Gu Fenghua's sword power reaches the sixth grade of emperor saint, it can't be like this, can it? Obviously, all this is because of the bloody rainbow, but what is it? Is it an artifact? Even if it is an artifact, it should not have such power.

"Boom!" Crunchy sound, zongzhengmingyang hard hit on the edge of the platform.

"Master!" Zong zhengmingyang's disciples just woke up. They rushed to help master and took out the holy pill for him.

"Impossible, impossible!" Danli opened, but Zong zhengmingyang's mouth was still gurgling with black blood, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were full of horror.

The internal organs in his chest and abdomen were broken, and his blood and blood were churning. His arms were even broken, and even his arm bones were broken into several pieces. With only one sword, he was seriously injured.

If it wasn't for the intense pain pouring into his mind, he couldn't even believe what happened to him - the strong man of Tangtang emperor's seventh grade was defeated by one emperor's fourth grade and three emperor's first grade.

"With this strength, you can imagine how to imitate others to seek power and usurp the throne!" Gu Fenghua said with disdain.