Chapter 4821

"Yes, ye colorless and this white fat man are the strong men of the sixth grade of emperor Sheng, but Gu Fenghua is the leader. Her strength is not weak compared with them. As long as she takes the hand, the white fat man will be able to save the day." With a boost of spirit, they looked at Gu Fenghua again.

Although Ye colorless's sword seems to have won with ease just now, even a fool can think of it. It's the same as the sixth grade of emperor saint, and its real combat power is not bad. It's not so easy to kill your opponent with one sword. Ye colorless's sword obviously promotes the spirit to the top. After a sword, it's hard to fight again in a short time. Now the only thing you can look forward to is Gu Fenghua.

From the various performances of Ye colorless and others, this Gu Fenghua is obviously worth looking forward to.

However, they were disappointed. Gu Fenghua just quietly watched the competition of life and death in the field. The hand pressing the hilt had already been put down, and he didn't seem to have any intention to do it.

Others don't know Bai Pang, doesn't she? This guy can directly rely on eating and drinking to supplement the Holy Spirit, and the effect is no less than taking Shengdan. In a sense, this is equivalent to taking Shengdan three or even four times a day. If you add snacks, you are taking Shengdan to supplement Shengqi all the time. How can ordinary people imagine that Shengqi is abundant.

What's more, even lornen and ye colorless condensed only two congenital Holy Spirit roots. However, because he saved Ye colorless's life, he condensed three congenital Holy Spirit roots by chance. The speed of holy Qi recovery is only second to Gu Fenghua.

Although the black strong man on the other side has been practicing hard for thousands of years, he can't compete with the white fat man. Gu Fenghua doesn't need to worry about him.

"Why don't you do it? Why doesn't she do it?" Seeing Gu Fenghua's indifference, the young man worried about the white fat man was so anxious that his mouth would bubble.

"Eh!" At this time, an old man next to him was suddenly surprised.

The young man turned his head in doubt and looked along his line of sight, his eyes were wide and round.

Time and again, someone couldn't hold on, but it was not the fat man they were worried about, but the master of Sima batian.

I don't know when, his dark face has been covered with sweat, and the light in his eyes is gradually lax. Although he is still chopping out one sword after another, his action is obviously a little stiff. If you look carefully, the fingers holding the hilt are shaking slightly.

"Beidou, batian!" Dozens of swords cut out one after another, and the white fat man suddenly drank. Sword long cut, as if to break the chaos!

"Great roads, heaven and earth!" The black strong man finally helped his younger martial brother to shout out the sword formula, but his voice was so hoarse and weak.

It's true that there are thousands of heavenly swords. It's no wonder that the man was so persistent that he had to shout the sword formula before. The name of this sword skill really has the meaning of shaking the wasteland. But unfortunately, at this time from the hands of the black strong man to show, but there is no power at all.

It's hard to wear Lu Yao at the end of a strong crossbow. It's just what he's like now. In fact, his holy spirit has already reached the verge of exhaustion. He is only supported by his will. But how long can his will last? At the last moment, it's not easy to hold up the long sword with clenched teeth. There's no power in the sword.

"Bang!" The sword bumped into the air again, but it didn't roar like thunder.

The white fat man's sword easily cut the other side's sword, then the sword edge side, flat pat on the other side, directly beat him out.