Chapter 4389

"Gu Fenghua, I advise you not to hold on any longer, just give up your sword. Maybe my grandfather is soft hearted for a moment, and he can let you live..." yuan shaochong said triumphantly.

"Click!" Before the last word "road" came out, Gu Fenghua waved his arm again and his sword fell like a thunderbolt.

Then, a sword, another sword, another sword

The sword awns crossed the sky and fell down towards yuan Shangqing in a torrential rain. Even before the sword awn disappeared completely, the latter sword awn came with the shadow, like waves, one wave higher than the other.

Yuan shaochong was dull, and all the disciples of Shengyuan sect were stunned.

Isn't it the end of the crossbow? But look at the undulating sword, look at the cascading surge, what's the sign of the end of the crossbow?

Zhen Fengliu, Liang Yicheng and others were also stunned. Although the strength has not yet reached Gu Fenghua's realm, but did not eat pork, at least also saw the pig run. They can be sure that such a powerful sword, I'm afraid the real emperor's holy eight products can't hold on to a few swords, but Gu Fenghua is one sword after another, and one sword is faster than another. How can she have such abundant holy Qi with her cultivation of emperor's holy seven products?

Next to him, Weng Yuanming, Luo en and others are pleasantly surprised.

They can't understand Gu Fenghua's sword skill any more. They also know that her sword skill is strong, but it consumes a lot of Holy Spirit, even more than others think. I remember that in the past, every time she just improved her level, she learned new sword skills. She could only use such a sword once. Even if she was promoted to the seventh grade of emperor saint, she could not use one sword after another so effortlessly, right?

Obviously, Gu Fenghua escaped from death this time. It's a blessing in disguise. He has a new insight and his strength is even higher!

The sword is like a dense rain. The speed is faster and faster, and the sword power is stronger and stronger.

At the beginning, Gu Fenghua and Yuan Shangqing's way of killing souls was equally divided. Each time they met each other, they each stepped back a few steps, but later they gradually changed. Gu Fenghua retreated with fewer steps and smaller strides, while yuan Shangqing retreated with more steps and larger strides. Later, every time Gu Fenghua cut a sword, he stepped forward, but yuan Shangqing stepped back several times.

"Boom!" Finally, with Gu Fenghua's sword, yuan shangqingru was hit by a huge stone and flew out heavily.

Yuan Daoling and the other two suihun DaoTi got up at the same time and caught him.

"Master!" Looking at Yuan Shangqing, the elder of Sheng Yuan Zong cried out.

"Elder!" The other disciples of Shengyuan sect trembled and turned pale.

Until this time, they saw that Yuan Shangqing's body was covered with scars, and almost no one was in good condition.

If it's not the soul killing DaoTi, it's normal human. If it's hurt like this, I'm afraid it's already covered with blood, or even died. Although yuan Shangqing looks like a mummy, and there is not a drop of blood gushing from all over her body, the deep visible bone scars still make people can't bear to look directly at her. Only a few eyes make her feel chilly.

It was only at this time that they realized that Gu Fenghua's sword, which seemed simple just now, was exquisite and mysterious. Although Shang Yuanqing lost his mind and couldn't think about it, his instinct was still there. How could ordinary sword skills hurt him?