Chapter 4388

Although there is only one level difference between the seventh and eighth grade of emperor's saints, for the vast majority of the saints in Wuji holy heaven, this level difference is an insurmountable gap. Moreover, they can see that although the elder yuan is a soul killing Taoist with almost total loss of intelligence, his strength is not inferior to that of any saint of the same level. Gu Fenghua beat him back twice in succession with the cultivation of the seventh grade of the emperor. How could it be that he didn't lose the upper hand?

If it wasn't for the patriarch and the soul killing Taoist body cultivated by two other patriarchs, they could hardly help turning around and running away.

Compared with the disciples, yuan Daoling's expression was much more calm.

With this sword, Gu Fenghua's face was a little more flushed, and his forehead was covered with sweat. It was obvious that the loss of Holy Spirit was not small. He didn't believe it. She could hold on like this.

Yuan Daoling was determined. His eyes swept over Luo en's body, and he made up his mind: the moment Luo en's hand was the moment he made it!

Finally, he revealed the secrets of the three soul killing Taoists. The only thing he cared about now was Gu Fenghua and Luo en's joint sword.

Unfortunately, yuan Daoling was wrong. He only noticed the blush and sweat on Gu Fenghua's face, but he didn't notice the joy in her eyes. No, it's not just joy, it's ecstasy.

With one sword, Gu Fenghua's deep understanding of the eight swords of Guiyuan seems to open a new door and enter a wonderful world that he could not even imagine before.

There are endless changes in the meaning of the sword. It's mysterious and ingenious. Its power is more than twice as powerful as before, which makes Gu Fenghua intoxicated. What surprised him most was that the consumption of Holy Spirit was less than one tenth of that before. With the help of the four congenital Holy Spirit roots, he could recover completely in a moment.

That is to say, she can almost cut out with one sword and then with all her strength without any reservation.

For a long time, the holy spirit consumption of eight swords returning to yuan was a dead knot for her. Although this set of sword skills is extremely powerful, the consumption of holy Qi is too large. Moreover, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the sword skills, the more terrible the consumption of holy Qi. So that every time she does it, she is always tied up and dare not do it to her heart's content. Otherwise, she can't defeat her opponent after counting swords. She has no ability to protect herself and can only be slaughtered.

And at this moment, the problem that plagued her for a long time was finally solved!

A sword shock back yuan Shangqing, Gu Fenghua did not stop, and a sword cut out. Because of excitement, the blush on her face looked bright again.

"At the end of the storm, I see how long you can hold on!" Yuan Daoling chuckled softly.

Although Gu Fenghua cut out three swords in succession, and fought with Yuan Shengqing with the same standard, he did not lose the wind at all, especially the third sword was a bit more fierce than the previous two swords, but in his view, it was just Gu Fenghua's lack of Holy Spirit, so he was impatient and had to take the lead to end the battle as soon as possible.

Try to be strong for a while, but it is the end of the storm after all!

If she is more rational and joins hands with Lorne in time, he will have to work harder. Unfortunately, young people are young people. They are too impulsive. They are still supporting themselves at this time. It's a suicide. Yuan Daoling shook his head, released his finger holding the hilt of the sword, and the Holy Spirit of secretly lifting coagulation gradually dissipated.

It seems that today is no chance to avenge himself, his heart even a trace of inexplicable loss.

Seeing Gu Fenghua's three long swords cut out in succession, yuan shaochong and others were still secretly worried. Hearing yuan Daoling's words, they were relieved and relieved.

Isn't it? With Gu Fenghua's cultivation, how many swords does this powerful sword skill surpass cultivation? Although the sword was as fast as lightning and powerful as thunder just now, most of her holy Qi had been exhausted, but it was just the end of the crossbow.