Chapter 1241

Lu aochen, a despicable and shameless person who does everything in order to achieve his goal, certainly will not be credulous. If he loses, who can guarantee that he will not rush to the wall to do harm to his grandfather and others?

"As you wish." Lu aochen winks at Mu Qingyun. The latter steps back a few steps. The dead men who hold guns and swords against Gu Tianci and others also step back.

Seeing this, not only Luo en and others were surprised, but also Gu Fenghua was surprised. Does Lu aochen think that he has won the throne, even his disposition has changed, and he really talks about the fact that you are not joking.

"Come on!" Lu aochen retreated and slowly pulled out his sword.

Anyway, Gu Fenghua and others are too lazy to think about it. They look at each other, put away their thoughts and keep their mind.

"Gu Fenghua, come on, kill the rebel!"

"For the peace of Xinghua, for the sake of the common people, we must never let Xinghua fall into the hands of this traitor!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

Under the stage, all the people shout, earth shaking.

Gu Fenghua's heart is calm and calm.

According to reason, with their current cultivation, they should be able to surpass Lu aochen even if they can't bring the power of the eight gods' sword into full play. But don't forget the nine broken emperor's pole in the secret legend of the Xinghua royal family. Only when the eight gods are brought into full play can they be sure of winning.

Time, as if at this moment static, their mind, as if fused together, heaven and earth, again gushing out that wonderful rhythm.

"A sword, startle the world!" With Gu Fenghua's clear drink, eight swords were cut out at the same time, which made people feel like a whole.

In a twinkling, all the swords cut to Lu aochen's body, converging, the light twisted, as if the space was torn by this sword.

Seeing the power of the sword, the cry under the stage is more like thunder.

Gu Fenghua was still a little uneasy, and finally relaxed. This sword, as she wanted, brought the power of the eight gods' heart to the extreme. Even if Lu aochen showed his great power, it was hard to resist.

Looking at Lu aochen shrouded by the sword, Gu Fenghua's face showed a smile, but immediately, her smile solidified.

The golden light appeared, and a huge ancient bell stood in front of Lu aochen.

"Hum!" Gu Fenghua and other people play to the extreme of the eight gods of a sword, cut down on the ancient clock, issued a long hum, the ancient clock covered with flowing gold, but it is intact.

"Back up!" Gu Fenghua didn't expect that Lu aochen's defense of this ancient bell from luankong mountain was so strong. He was surprised and fell back immediately.

Lorne and others cooperate with tacit understanding, without waiting for her words to fall, they have already stepped back.

Their movements are not fast, but Lu aochen's speed is faster. He can only see his hand print quickly. The ancient clock flies up and keeps expanding at the same time.

"Boom!" In the dull sound, a huge golden bell with a height of more than two feet fell from the sky, covering Gu Fenghua and others.

The cheers suddenly stopped, and everyone was staring at the scene in disbelief.

"Ha ha ha ha, I didn't expect that my wuyinchi golden bell would have such a wonderful effect!" Lu aochen burst out laughing.

"Fog hidden red golden bell, this is fog hidden red golden bell!" Under the stage, there was a scream.

In Tianji continent, there are many legends about artifact, such as what to split the earth, what to move mountains and seas, what to reverse heaven and earth, what to break the void. In a word, every artifact has the power against heaven in the legend. The foggy red golden bell is one of many artifact.