Chapter 3900

As for the similar skills and feelings, there is no difficulty for them. The difference of Shengqi is mainly due to the different five elements of congenital Holy Spirit root. Gu Fenghua has four congenital Holy Spirit roots. Although there is only one complete five elements, it is enough to complement the congenital Holy Spirit root of Lorne and others. What's more, her eight swords of Guiyuan are superior to others. Taking this as the cornerstone, it is not difficult to integrate the other three people's feelings into one sword.

Therefore, although their accomplishments have been greatly improved, the power of the sword has not been affected at all, and the improvement is even greater than before.

If it's just Gu Fenghua and Luo en, who are comparable to the seventh grade of emperor's holy sword, what Duan Qingyun didn't expect is that the power of the sword of yeyunji has reached the seventh grade of emperor's holy sword. At least four of them joined hands, but only one of them showed the same sword power with the cultivation of emperor Sheng Si PIN! Even Duan Qingyun, who is famous for his talent, can never ask himself.

If that's all right, Duan Qingyun is one of the 18 envoys of Wuji Shengtian, and the sword power of emperor shengqipin doesn't pose too much threat to him. The most terrible thing is that when Gu Fenghua and others cut off at the same time, the vast and mysterious Qi came quietly again.

No, there seems to be more than one! In addition to the vast and mysterious Qi Qi of the last time, there is another Qi of the same vast, but extremely cold and fierce.

He had been on guard for the first Qi, but he was not on guard for the second.

In a flash, he only felt like falling ice, a stabbing pain in his mind, even the operation of Shengqi became stagnant. No matter how strong he is, he will become a toothless tiger.

Just with one sword, more than ten meridians in his body broke at the same time, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Fortunately, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the body's defense. Otherwise, this sword will kill him.

"Impossible, impossible!" After more than ten Zhang's withdrawal, Duan Qingyun managed to stabilize himself. He let out a roar of frustration and indignation.

He's a royal envoy. After tens of thousands of years of hard work, can't he compare with a few suckling children?

In the past, he suffered in front of them, either because of the emperor of the East, or because of the "grand master" who didn't know where he came from, or even the immortal eldest grandson Luo Cang. He could find a reason to comfort himself. But this time, without any help from outsiders, he still had nothing to do with Gu Fenghua and others, and even hurt them with a sword.

Looking at the young faces opposite, Duan Qingyun was so ashamed that he wanted to hit the wall.

On the other side, Duan Qingyun was injured by a sword, and Gu Fenghua and others were also very uncomfortable. Duan Qingyun is a strong man at the top of the ninth grade of emperor Sheng. Even if he suffered a slight loss, the solid and strong Holy Spirit in his body still made them fly back. Gu Fenghua and yeyunji are better. As soon as Weng Yuanming's three brothers and Luo en's figure stabilized, they began to spit out blood, and their faces turned pale.

This time, the two sides were defeated.

Wiping the blood from the corners of their mouths, Luo en and Weng Yuanming showed proud smiles on their faces.