Chapter 1962

Seriously injured, both of them managed to accumulate a little Holy Spirit. They both knew that they had only one shot. If they could not kill each other at one stroke, they would surely die.

The eight gods were united in their hearts and were brought into full play by them. Even if it was seriously injured, the power of the sword was even stronger than before. It was not as simple as the sum of Xuansheng nine and Xuansheng eight, but it was multiplied.

Although Hua Qianfeng's strength is not weak, when it comes to the actual combat experience, it is far worse than Gu Fenghua and Luo en. What's more, he didn't expect that Gu Fenghua and Luo en's sword under serious injury can still have such power. Although they have resisted it in time, they can't give full play to their real combat power, and how can they resist their sword.

"Poof!" The sword and awn meet, the flower latent wind fiercely spurts out a mouthful of blood, staggers to retreat repeatedly.

Beside, Hua Mingyu didn't even have the chance to draw a sword, so he rolled out.

Gu Fenghua and Luo en got a successful attack, and immediately got up to pursue them. Although the holy Qi in their bodies was on the verge of exhaustion again, they all knew that if they could not take advantage of the victory to fight back, they would die after the other side had calmed down.

Although their faces were as miserable as gold paper, their eyes were still so firm and resolute.

Seeing this scene, not only Shen Tinglan and others, but also Bai Rongyu were shocked.

After such a heavy injury, they are all exhausted, and even have no strength to hold the sword. It's hard to imagine how Gu Fenghua and Luo en could break out such powerful fighting power.

"You're looking for death, you're looking for death!" Hua Qianfeng roars. Mingming's cultivation is still a bit higher than his opponent's, and other people are still fighting hard and seriously injured. As a result, he suffered such a heavy loss as soon as he started. He is absolutely ashamed and angry.

Seeing that the cold edge of the sword was getting closer and closer to him, Hua Qianfeng had no time to think about it. As soon as he turned his wrist, an antique bronze bell flew out.

"Ding Lingling..." the copper bell gave out a string of sweet and crisp rings, and the golden silk threads floated gently like water plants.

Gu Fenghua and lornen were already entangled by the golden silk thread.

"Elder martial sister Fenghua, elder martial sister en en!" Shen Tinglan, Qin Hanyu and Hu Moyu were shocked. Holding the sword with trembling fingers, they wanted to come forward to help each other.

However, before they came near, a few gold wires were tightly wrapped around them, making them unable to move.

"I wanted to let you live, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant! Since you won't hand over the artifact, I'll have to take it myself. " Flower latent wind also ignore others, wipe the blood of wipe mouth, angrily toward Gu Fenghua.

"Don't kill her yet." Hua Mingyu hears that Hua Qianfeng's tone is not good and rushes to Gu Fenghua.

"Say, did you steal the animal power of Liangyi academy?" Hua Mingyu pulls out his sword and points at Gu Fenghua.

If you really can't revenge yourself, it's a comfort that Gu Fenghua died in the hand of the dark eye demon Lei mu. However, since the third uncle has controlled her, he doesn't want to let Gu Fenghua die too happily.

He wants to make Gu Fenghua lose her reputation, abolish her cultivation and drive her out of an academy. It's better to bring the disaster of extermination to nanlizong, and then make her regret all her life. Of course, he will step on her feet from time to time when he has time. For a holy master with boundless future, the most painful thing in the world is this.