Did it work? Gu Fenghua focused on the two contract auras, but felt that something was wrong. She has three demons herself, and all of them are ancient and wild, so it's easy to realize that the aura of the contract is just empty, without the aura of spirit and soul.
"Bang!" Suddenly, in another aura, the winged turtle made a roar like a sharp blade cutting open the wood.
The aura of two contracts is broken fiercely, and a force of demons attacks Fang Tianyou. This power is so powerful that it is as solid as a mountain torrent.
"Be careful!" Lu Changsheng and others all thought that Fang Tianyou had successfully contracted to protect the spirit beast of the clan. They never dreamed that such an accident would happen. They all cried out instinctively, but they didn't have time to help.
As they watched the torrent rush to Fang Tianyou, their faces turned pale in the twinkling of an eye.
Fang Tianyou is the only disciple left in Jiang Mingyuan. If he has any problems, how can he get it?
Just at this time, Gu Fenghua's feet moved and stood in front of Fang Tianyou. The long sword wrapped in the silk cloth cut out face to face.
The powerful holy Qi of the seventh grade of emperor Sheng comes out through the sword and condenses into a dazzling sword. It collides with the power of the mountain torrent like spirit and makes a huge earth shaking sound. The house was filled with sand and rocks, a field of dust, and the whole ground was shaking.
"Fenghua!" A moment later, the dust and smoke dispersed, Lorne and others were worried at the same time.
At this time, Gu Fenghua had retreated dozens of steps away, and there was a trace of bright red blood between his fingers holding the sword.
Injured, Fenghua was injured. Although her strength is the same as that of Zhong Lingxiu, she is also the seventh grade of emperor saint. But the power of this sword has absolutely reached the eighth grade of emperor saint. Who would have thought that she was injured.
Xuangangzong is such a powerful beast!
"I'm fine. Don't worry." Gu Fenghua took a jade dew emperor Qingdan, and the injury on his hand healed quickly.
"God bless you. Are you hurt?" Then Gu Fenghua turned to ask Fang Tianyou.
"Not bad, not bad." Fang Tianyou nodded, but his face turned pale.
Even though Gu Fenghua acted in time to block the power of the spirit, he was shocked by the aftershocks, and his heart was still full of blood. Looking back on the scene just now, he was even more frightened: Fortunately, Fenghua helped him, otherwise, with the strength of his emperor's holy fourth grade, he would be dead in the face of the power of the spirit.
"Thank you for your help, Miss Gu. I'm very grateful to Xuangang sect." Lu Changsheng was also afraid. Seeing that they were OK, he quickly came forward and said gratefully, while checking the injury for Fang Tianyou.
Fortunately, Fang Tianyou's Qi and blood just churned, but he didn't hurt much.
"Little Lord, is the spirit beast of huzong still here?" To settle down, Lu Changsheng looked at the place where the two winged Turtle was before, and asked anxiously.
With Gu Fenghua's sword cut out, the flying sand and rocks in the courtyard, the winged turtle disappeared again.
"Still there." Fang Tianyou said positively.
With that, he made his fingerprints again.
Soon, the stone's eyebrows lit up, and a beam of light projected onto the ground. Six or seven feet away, the two winged turtle came out again. Fang Tianyou kept on making the contract.