Chapter 4593

"Nine days, magic thunder!"

"Beidou, batian!"

"Holy Spirit, tianpo!" Of course, lornen, Bai pangzi and ye colorless also pulled out their swords and chopped them.

"Dragon sword, no respect!" The silent look of the night cloud became cold and dignified again, and the sword shed a piece of golden light.

Seeing this, Lu Zhengting did not think much about it any more and attacked it at the same time.

With that person's unfathomable strength, of course, I have found Gu Fenghua and others for a long time, but I didn't pay attention to them and didn't care. But I didn't expect that I hadn't started yet. These ants, who don't know the heaven and the earth, dare to take the initiative and burst into a rage.

"I don't know how to live or die!" There was a deep, hoarse roar, and the head didn't turn back, and a palm came back.

Until then, Lu Zhengting and others knew how terrible this man's strength was. It's just an understatement, but it's rolling and thundering. The shadow of the palm is like a towering mountain, falling towards them. Before they got to the front, they could not lift their heads because of the huge pressure.

In the face of this great pressure, their holy spirit, which had been condensed to the extreme, seemed so small, just like a spring in a mountain meeting a vast river.

"Boom" just heard a dull sound, Lu Zhengting several people like to be hit by a boulder, flying high, and then hit heavily on the edge of the huge pit.

Luo en en, Bai pangzi and ye colorless were also shaken away. Although the situation was slightly better than Lu Zhengting and others, they also flew more than ten feet. After landing, they still faltered and stepped back several steps before stopping on the half slope.

Of all the people, Gu Fenghua and yeyunji were the only two who managed to stabilize themselves and fell three feet behind him.

Lu Zhengting wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and looked down. His pale face was surprised.

Emperor nine!

They had already seen the strength of emperor Yunji's ninth grade, but they were not surprised. But this time, not only is the night cloud silent, but Gu Fenghua and Luo en'en, Bai pangzi, ye colorless also reach the ninth grade of emperor Sheng. It was not until then that they knew that the three men's cultivation had reached the sixth grade of the emperor's saint!

They thought that Luo en and Gu Fenghua would be friends, but their strength would not be too weak. However, Gu Fenghui, who has practiced the seven grades of emperor Sheng at such a young age, is not a rare talent of Tianzong. No matter how strong Luo en is, he will not be strong. Naturally, they regard Lorne as the role of playing soy sauce with Gu Fenghua.

Who would have expected that they had reached the sixth grade of emperor Sheng, only one level lower than Gu Fenghua. When did the so-called genius become so worthless?

If it's all soy sauce, what are they?

Yunchuan sect is called Zhongpin sect, but its strength is no less than Shangpin sect. As the leader or elder, they have their own pride. But at this moment, all their pride is shattered. Think about the hard work of this life, and look at the young faces of Luo en and Bai Pang, they are a little dull. I've been practicing hard all my life, but I can't compare with a few young people in their twenties. I'm really dead!

"Well, well, what's the origin of this guy?" Behind him, Liu Sanjie coughed up a few chokes of blood and said in surprise.

At this time, Liu Sanjue was a little bit detached and elegant. His tailored robe was scratched to pieces by the gravel, revealing the delicate ribs under his flank. Several blood bags were also bumped out of his forehead, and a wisp of long beard was stained with blood and dust. He was extremely embarrassed.