Chapter 378

When knowing the realm of youth, if Gulan and others hold the same contempt radian in the corners of their mouths, the power of the late Wuzong can be shaken by a small general. However, all these ideas collapsed in the heart at the moment of contact!

The invincible "Nine Tailed Fox Mei" has no effect on him. Isn't it that he just wandered in front of him like a fool!

Don't believe it! The silver hook sword comes with the "willows swinging with the wind", with an overwhelming cover. It has a sharp angle and is extremely fierce. These seemingly simple moves are from the thousands of battles that Gulang has experienced in devil's valley. They are the key killing moves of the other party!

However, after only a few breaths, if Gulan's face changes greatly, the other party's body method seems to be slow, but he often dodges a millimetre distance in a very small space with a small adjustment of his body. It's a thousand miles away from the truth. Your moves are like empty for a moment.

What's more shocking is that his attacks were properly blocked by the incomplete ink knife, which seems to be an unintentional move. It seems that he had expected that there would be no sweat in front of his forehead. If Gulan encountered this discouraged fighting way for the first time.

When Zifeng cut down, the shadow of the Nine Tailed Fox behind Gulan Ruo reappeared, but this time, there was no wave of flattery. After the Nine Tailed Fox's weak and boneless waist, the fluffy tail shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, like flowers and trees withering, and patches of white hair scattered like snowflakes

Like a dream, these snow-white hairs are shallow and applied on the slim figure of Gulan Ruo. In the sun, the shadow behind Gulan Ruo is like a crumpled paper, which gradually unfolds on the water, spreading, spreading for a moment. A beam of sunlight penetrates the body in front without hindrance, and the shadow behind disappears without trace. In other words, the Gulan in front of you is just a virtual shadow!

At the moment, Zifeng's thunderous attack hit the place where gulanro stood, and everything dissipated with the roar of the sky!

Of course, if Gulan is not easily hit by the wind, the move just now is a frightening "nine tail double!" At the time of great success, the warrior will have nine doubles. Now if Gulan doesn't practice until the second end, he has two doubles.

Even if only twice, when I first saw this skill, everyone's performance would be like Zifeng. Blankly think that if Gulan dies by his own knife!

Gu Yintian, who is on the platform, thinks that if Gu LAN takes advantage of Wu Zifeng's absence, he will hit it and end the battle

If Gulan hid in her empty eyes, she hesitated. At that moment, she saw a thick color of grief from Zifeng's eyes. The empty expression is not for others, but for her!

The silver hook sword in his hand trembled, and Gulan fell into Zifeng's sad narration for a moment. The silent language, as if it were a family relationship after 17 years of absence, made Gulan burst into tears at this moment.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, if the Quran is gorgeous, gifted and glorious. However, behind her, her footprints tamped with blood and tears step by step are unknown. At a very young age, Gulan Ruo was carried away by Gu Jintian and sent to a place where people don't eat fireworks for cultivation. From small to large, only when the news of his realm improvement will make Gu Jintian smile

How many times, how many times, if Gulan sobbed and begged to go home, even if he only took a look at it, he could do it at once. However, in response to her, he only looked at her coldly and severely.

What is being cared about? What is it that others are sad for themselves? What's that feeling? Until now, if Gulan hasn't experienced it, with her beauty, won't no one come to show it?

The three thousand children of devil's Valley fell in adoration under her pomegranate skirt, but so what? Their eyes are evil. All they care about is their beautiful face

But the young man in front of him, the sad look can't be copied. Once the softest place in his heart is touched, he can't stop. It turns out that this feeling is so wonderful. It seems to be a hug he craves thousands of times in his dream. Slowly and hot, he can't stop after slipping from his beautiful eyes.

But all this is just a moment's thinking. She is smart. If Gulan wakes up, she clearly knows how grandpa Gu Yintian will treat himself in case of mistakes. She can't lose and be kind. He must be lying to himself! Yes, it must be!

The silver hook sword in his hand was clenched again, and his emotional look was swept away. In the sound of breaking the air, Gu lanruo came out with his sword, and the cold light on the sword tip flickered. He wanted to take Zifeng's heart!

"Wow," the onlookers were shocked by this scene. Just now they clearly saw that if Gulan hadn't dodged away, how could he appear in sight unharmed

Yan Wu and others are also worried. If the guran's skills emerge one after another, their moves have far exceeded their expectations. It's not a battle at all!

Zifeng, however, has not yet recovered from his emotions. The shadow of the sword in front of him caught him off guard, but he was not flustered. He just didn't understand and competed. Why did he have to sacrifice the other party's sympathy, compassion and concern for you to win the final victory of the game?

Is this a victory? No, it's just a game, but you lose a real friend!

When the silver hook sword was about to pierce Zifeng's body, Zifeng still stood there motionless. If Gulan's original firm eyes shook again, he hurriedly deviated the sword tip and stabbed Zifeng's shoulder. A bright red blood gurgled out, and the silver white robe was dyed red in an instant

The color was so dazzling that it seemed to laugh at what qulanuo did in the sun

At this time, if Gulan is only one arm away from ion wind, he doesn't dare to face Zifeng's eyes, clenchs his lower lip, turns his left hand into a palm, and Yuan force gushes out, hitting Zifeng on the chest!

"Bang!" Not surprisingly, Zifeng's whole body, like a broken kite, was about to fall from the air

Then, take a deep breath, adjust your thoughts, and receive the long sword behind you. If Gulan stands upright, "who else refuses!" But the sound was so shriveled, like a leaf without water, withered abnormally.

It was quiet all around, and several figures rushed to the place where Zifeng fell

At this time, on the high platform, a loud voice, like a sentence, clearly spread to everyone's ears, "if the Quran wins! From tomorrow on, the regulations previously set will "Gu Shengtian" stand up and announce in a good mood, but he was interrupted before he finished.

"Wait! I was just knocked down, not defeated! " Not far away, Zifeng slowly stood up. The blood hole on his shoulder had already scabbed into a scar under the effect of the wooden talisman. Zifeng's breath was stable, his face was ruddy, and there was no wrong color. In addition to the puzzled color just entrenched in his eyes, it was replaced by a cruel color.

The real contest has just begun!

"What!" Gu Yintian and Diao Liqing were surprised and lost their voice.