Since Gu Fenghua is the seventh grade of emperor saint, how can he take this sword safely and comfortably.
Of all the people, only Lorne and white fat man looked as usual, and didn't worry at all. In the competition of the same level, they really don't believe that anyone can be better than Gu Fenghua. Zhong Lingxiu's sword is really powerful, which surpasses her real cultivation. But Bi Jianwei, who can be better than Gu Fenghua's eight swords Guiyuan, and the strange magic sword with cleanliness in her hand? It's strange for Zhong Lingxiu to hurt her.
Gu Fenghua is OK, Zhong Lingxiu is OK of course.
A few feet away, Zhong Lingxiu knelt down on one knee, his face was pale, and blood was pouring out of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, people were even more shocked. Gu Fenghua's powerful sword, which was far beyond his cultivation, failed to hurt him. On the contrary, he was seriously injured. How strong was Gu Fenghua's sword?
As for Zhong Lingjun, of course, he couldn't laugh any more. Just now full of blood resurrection, this suddenly seems to have been drained of the whole body strength, legs weak, stand almost unsteadiness.
"That's what you said. I thought it was too much. It turned out that it was just so. I don't think you should practice, or you deserve to die." Gu Fenghua stepped forward and looked down at Zhong Lingxiu with a disdainful look on his face.
With this, Zhong Lingxiu's pale face suddenly turned red.
All around, everyone showed a knowing smile. Zhong Lingxiu said just now that he should not practice because of his mediocre aptitude. Otherwise, he deserves to die. It seems that he has too many aptitudes. As a result, he was defeated by Gu Fenghua so quickly, but they have the same accomplishments. What does that mean? However, it shows that his talent is far less than Gu Fenghua '.
Slapping face, this is obviously slapping face, and it's still the kind of slapping. The most important thing is that it's still yourself. If it were not for the background of the Zhong family, many people would have to laugh.
Although Gu Fenghua's sword didn't hit Zhong Lingxiu's face, his face was hot and painful, just like a fire burning on his face.
When he was young, why he was promoted to the seventh grade was not only because of the profound foundation of the Zhong family and the continuous cultivation resources, but also because of the teacher's careful teaching. All the martial arts and sword skills that he practiced were inspired by his master's life experience, which is unparalleled in the world. Among his peers, he is the only one who can understand and practice.
And the sword in his hand was also made by master himself. After thousands of years of tempering, although it is unknown to outsiders, it is absolutely not inferior to any legendary sword. For tens of thousands of years, Shifu has been trying to find a suitable owner for the sword. Unfortunately, the sword has its own spirit. No one among the disciples can get its approval until he joined the school.
With the help of this magic sword, he brought the strength of the seven products of emperor and Saint into full play. Even the master once said: under the eight products of emperor and Saint, absolutely no one is his opponent!
Because of these reasons, even his elder martial brothers and sisters, who are gifted and have always been above the top, regard him as a once-in-a-million-year cultivation genius and praise him for his talent.
But today, in front of Gu Fenghua, who is also the seventh grade of emperor, he is so vulnerable!