Chapter 4820

Before they knew it, they had already fought with each other. It can be seen that every sword, they are all going all out, even if the emperor's six products of the strong, so keep going all out to cut out a hundred swords, it is inevitable that the Holy Spirit is not enough, the successor is weak, but the two faces can not see a trace of fatigue, the power of the sword is still vast.

"It's strange, how can he be so full of Holy Spirit?" In the crowd, a young man who went out to experience with the elder of zongmen couldn't help saying.

He's talking about fat white, of course. Although Sima batian's disciples seem to be young, don't forget that the holy master's aging rate is much slower than that of ordinary people. The higher his accomplishments are, the more so. If he is willing to lose some of his accomplishments and use them to keep his appearance, the aging rate will be even slower. Therefore, these disciples seem to be only middle-aged, but if he concentrates his mind and looks carefully, It can be seen from their life and vitality that they are at least a thousand years old, or even thousands of years old.

After so many years of hard work, they also have the background of Sima batian. Their holy spirit is extremely condensed and continuous. It's fair to say that they even cut a hundred swords with so much effort. But the white fat man is really young. Even if they have been practicing from the womb, it's only 20 years. How can they have such abundant Holy Spirit.

"I'm afraid I'll bite my teeth." An old man said thoughtfully.

"Yes, sailing against the current. This fight seems simple and direct, but in fact it's just as dangerous. If he can't support it, he's afraid that his meridians will be broken under one sword. If he's not lucky, he'll even be smashed to pieces on the spot, and there's no place to die! " Another old man nodded and said.

Although their sword skills are a little less exquisite, they are more powerful. In addition, they are both the strong men of the sixth grade of emperor Sheng. If they can't hold on first, they will be very lucky. So, if you don't move, you have to go all out. Even if you fight for your life, you can only survive to the end.

"But there's always a time when you can't hold on." The young man looked at the white fat man and said anxiously.

They are all of the same age. Seeing the strength of Ye colorless and Bai pangzi, he is fascinated and adored. He never wants to see him hurt by each other's sword.

"Yes, but other people's thousands of years of hard work can't compare with his decades of practice. Alas, he shouldn't have faced each other head-on like this." Several elders sighed at the same time.

Although the white fat man is a little fat, he can cultivate to the sixth grade of emperor Saint at a young age. Naturally, his talent is beyond doubt, and his future is limitless. If he is given hundreds of years, even a hundred years, the other party may not be his opponent, but he is still too young to compete with others for thousands of years of hard cultivation. Isn't he looking for death?

Looking at the young face of the white fat man, everyone's eyes are full of regret.

"By the way, Gu Fenghua hasn't made a move yet, so she won't watch the white fat man die." See elders are not optimistic about the outcome of the white fat man, the young man was very anxious, suddenly thought of something, and expected to say.

Poor prince, just because of Zhong Lingjun's words, everyone doesn't care about his real name, so they just call him a fat man.