A sword cut out, that powerful sword awn, the momentum of breaking open Pang Ao Ting's defense, straight cut on his sword.

"Lord!" All the disciples of Kuangjian sect exclaimed in unison, looking sad.

Chen Wanqiao and others are completely relieved. The sword is broken. Pang aoting can't stop Gu Fenghua's sword. If the quality of the holy sword is not enough, it is likely to be destroyed by the sword.

Unexpectedly, Gu Fenghua was young, and his cultivation foundation was stronger than Pang aoting, who had been practicing hard for thousands of years. Chen Wanqiao several people secretly sigh, are all smiling chant.

But soon, their smiles froze on their faces, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Dong!" Gu Fenghua cut his sword on Pang aoting's long sword, but it didn't make a crisp sound of gold and iron, but a dull sound like an iron rod knocking on bamboo.

"This sword is weird!" Gu Fenghua immediately realized that something was wrong and subconsciously stopped. But it was too late. A great force came like a volcanic eruption. Gu Fenghua was so light that he was shocked to fly upside down.

After flying four or five feet, she steadied herself and fell to the ground. Her arm holding the sword was numb.

How could it be? Pang Ao Ting's shot just now was obviously not succeeding. How could he strike Gu Feng Hua? Chen Wanqiao and others are shocked, even lornen and Bai pangzi are not as relaxed as before, and their expressions become dignified instantly.

Gu Fenghua's eyes rest on Pang aoting's sword. She felt that the powerful power just now was not from Pang Ao Ting, but from the sword itself!

"Gu Fenghua, your strength is really good. You have a deep foundation. Even I'm not as good as you. But you want to destroy my crazy sword sect just by your strength. You look down on me too much!" Pang Ao Ting calmed the blood in his chest. He flew up and took the initiative to attack Gu Feng Hua. In his eyes, there was a kind of absolute color.

In addition to those short-lived sects, the vast majority of the sects of Wuji holy heaven can be inherited because of their dependence and unknown secrets.

The long sword in his hand is called kuangtianjian, which is the biggest reliance of kuangtianjian sect and the biggest secret of kuangtianjian sect.

Originally, he didn't want to reveal the secret, but wanted to rely on his hard work for thousands of years to lay a solid foundation to drag down Gu Fenghua and make her lose.

But he was wrong. Although Gu Fenghua was young, his holy spirit was much more abundant and solid, and it kept on growing. In desperation, he had to rely on his crazy sword.

Even if Ming knew that he would lose his strength and even his accomplishments after defeating Gu Fenghua with the power of this sword, he had no choice!

Seeing Pang Ao Ting attack on his own initiative, Gu Feng Hua has no time to think about it, and a sword goes up.

"Dong!" When the two swords intersect, it sounds like an iron rod knocking on the bamboo again.

Although Gu Fenghua had been on guard for a long time, he was still shocked and even stepped back.

Before she had a firm foothold, Pang Ao Ting roared and attacked with one sword after another. The battle between the strong and the weak is often won or lost in one thought. Life and death are often in this thought. Just as Gu Fenghua won't give him a chance to breathe when he takes the lead, he won't give Gu Fenghua any chance to reverse the war.

"Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong..." every time the swords intersect, there is a clear sound of the intersection of gold and wood. Gu Fenghua is also shocked to retreat.