He is a descendant of the king of the mirror of the underworld. He is a once-in-a-million-year cultivation wizard. With the help of this holy land of seven emotions, no one under Daosheng is his opponent. In fact, he has never been defeated in the past.

Today, however, he was defeated by an ordinary Taoist disciple and just a Huasheng liupin. Even Ning Qingshu, a kind of waste material poured out by a panacea, began to doubt his strength.

In the roar, Fu Qitian raises his sword again and cuts it at Gu Fenghua.

"You've lost. Do you want to learn from the villain of the marketplace, the descendant of the king of the mirror of the dark?" Gu Fenghua stepped back two steps and said in a loud voice.

She knew very well that the reason why she defeated Fu Bi Tian with one sword was that the other side poured most of the Holy Spirit into the holy land. If you really compete for strength, it's very difficult for her to overcome bullying heaven with her cultivation of the sixth grade.

Anyway, she doesn't mean to offend the king of the dark mirror. It's better to take it as soon as it's good. There's no need to fight with Fu Qitian.

If you change it to Ning yu'er and take into account the identity of the descendants of the heavenly king, you will naturally be embarrassed to break your promise. But unfortunately, Fu bullying Tian is not Ning yu'er.

After all, Ning yu'er's life experience is miserable. She has seen a lot of human feelings. On the surface, she looks soft and weak, but on the inside, she is more resilient than most people. In Gu Fenghua's words, a person who knows current affairs is a hero.

But how ever did Fu bully Tian suffer such a setback? What's more, he was defeated by a woman whose accomplishments were far inferior to himself in front of many young strong men in the four kingdoms. Ning Qingshu's suspicious eyes almost pierced his seemingly tough but actually fragile heart.

Where can he calm down? Where can he think of his identity.

Kill Gu Fenghua, you must kill Gu Fenghua! Only in this way can we wash away the shame and prove our strength. A voice roared in my heart, and the long cut sword also gave out a trembling sound full of the meaning of killing.

This time, he did not gather the holy land. All the Holy Spirit, divine thoughts, all the reluctance and resentment were injected into the sword.

Another spoiled bear boy! Gu Fenghua can only raise his sword again.

The only way to deal with such a bear child is to beat him, hurt him, wake him up, be obedient and obedient. Ning yu'er can testify. Miss Gu is the most experienced one to deal with such a bear.

But this time, the bear child in front of him is much stronger than Ning yu'er. Gu Fenghua knows very well that even with the help of the power of Qingyun divine sword itself, it's difficult to win with her cultivation of the sixth grade, so when she cuts out the sword, there's a bloody light in the palm of her left hand.

"Boom!" The cold sword and the bloody light cut on the dark sword at the same time. It was a huge noise.

With two people as the center, the earth disintegrated, the crumbling palace finally collapsed, a piece of dust flying.

A moment later, the dust dispersed, Gu Fenghua and Fu bullying the figure of the sky appeared in front of the public again.

A sword down, two people each step back, the face is also a pale.

Obviously, both sides of this sword are equally divided, and no one has taken advantage of it.

Gu Fenghua took a deep breath, calmed the ups and downs of Qi and blood in her chest, and secretly congratulated: Fortunately, Fu Qitian seems to have spent too much energy on the holy land, and her sword skill is not too strong. Otherwise, even if she has the cloud holding sword in her hand and the holy grain blessing of the dust, she will be hard to beat him.