Chapter 4841

"Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng..." just in the blink of an eye, he retreated dozens of steps away, spewed out a mouthful of blood, softened his feet, and knelt down on one knee again.

The thunder went far away in the vast wasteland, and wave after wave of power gradually disappeared. Under Yunjin City, there was a dead silence, and everyone was shocked again.

No matter who it is, even if you come in person, I'm afraid you have to admit that Zhong Lingxiu's sword is exquisite and powerful, which is absolutely unparalleled in the world. It's hard to block such a sword, not to mention the seven items of emperor and Saint, even the eight items of ordinary emperor and saint.

But in front of Gu Fenghua, Zhong Lingxiu's sword is still so vulnerable. With only one sword, the Yin Yang and five elements of heaven and earth road in the sword completely disintegrated.

How powerful and mysterious should her sword be?

Looking at Gu Fenghua, who looks calm, as if this sword has nothing to do with her, and looking at Zhong Lingxiu's bloody mouth, their minds are at a loss.

Frankly speaking, when Zhong Lingxiu was young, he had the cultivation of the seventh grade of emperor and Saint, and he could also use such an earth shaking sword. His talent is absolutely a prodigy, which can make anyone praise him and feel inferior to him. However, in front of Gu Fenghua, he seems so mediocre. If Zhong Lingxiu is a star in the night sky for them, which is hard to touch, then Gu Fenghua is a scorching sun in the sky, so dazzling that they can't look up to it.

I've been practicing hard all my life. What did I practice? It's better to hang a big tree with a crooked neck! Many people have the same idea of pessimism in their heart.

Sima Jingnan was not so pessimistic as they were. He pressed back the long sword that had just popped out of the scabbard, and looked at Luo en again in surprise.

At this moment, he finally understood why they didn't worry and were still in the mood to eat chicken. Compared with the power of the sword, Zhong Lingxiu obviously can't compare with Gu Fenghua. Compared with the subtlety of the sword, she is more than ten blocks away. If she wants to be Gu Fenghua's friend, there is nothing to worry about.

In fact, it is.

"To compare sword skills with Fenghua, isn't that for death?" Luo en gnaws chicken leg, disdain of say, sweep to Zhong Lingxiu's eyes even have some pity.

"Yes, just talking about sword skills, there is no sword skill in the world that can match the elegant eight sword Guiyuan." White fat man echoed, showing a flattering smile, "give me another wing."

Lorne was a gentle eater. He moved a lot faster and ate a chicken leg clean.

"A chicken has two wings. What can I eat if you eat them all?" Said Lorne.

"Then give me the chicken breast." Said the fat man.

"You're smart. There's a lot of meat there." Lorne said, "chicken breast is mine. Do you want chicken head or neck?"

"There's no meat at all. What am I doing here?" White fat man said.

"That'll give you a chicken butt. There's plenty of meat." Said Lorne.

"Forget it, give me the chicken neck." The white fat man says helplessly.

After hearing some people's words, Sima Jingnan's forehead appeared a black line: others Zhong Lingxiu is also the strong one of emperor shengqipin. If it wasn't bad luck to meet Gu Fenghua, how could it be the most arrogant generation? You just eat chicken and can't bear to look at others. Isn't it too shameful?

Sima Jingnan's heart suddenly gave birth to some inexplicable sorrow, not for himself, but for Zhong Lingxiu.