If she hadn't taken precautions and circulated the holy energy to protect her whole body, if she hadn't been tempered by the icy muscle and jade bone spring, the strength of the meridians of the body is far more than that of the same level of saints. The fate of broken meridian rupture. But even if she didn't get hurt to that extent, her internal organs were still throbbing with qi and blood.
Fortunately, although this sword failed to break through the opponent's Kuangtian Sword, Pang Aoting's sword also stagnated suddenly.
"One sword, break the sky!" Forcibly suppressing the churning blood, Gu Fenghua slashed out with another sword.
Amidst the clear sound, Gu Fenghua's whole body was shocked again, and his face instantly turned pale.
Without stopping, Gu Fenghua slashed out with another sword, and then another sword
In mid-air, the muffled sound of metal and wood intersecting continued to resound.
In just a moment, Gu Fenghua's pale face was covered with sweat, and the clothes on his body were also soaked in sweat. The tiger's mouth of his right hand was broken, and it was hanging powerlessly by his side. The long sword was handed over to his left hand at some point, but between the fingers, But also quietly seeped a piece of blood. But her gaze was still so firm and persistent.
Just as she guessed, the Yin-Yang Qiankun Bamboo in Kuangtian Sword has not been completely refined, and it is not as powerful as others imagined, otherwise she would not be able to persist until now. As long as she perseveres, she will be able to break the sword!
On the opposite side, Pang Aoting's complexion was gray under the bags under the eyes, as if he had aged a hundred years, but his beard and hair were stretched out, and he looked extremely excited and arrogant.
One sword, another sword, and soon, Gu Fenghua made more than ten swords!
"Thinking to break the Kuangtian Sword in delusion, it is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, even a strong man in the realm of the emperor, can't easily break through my ancestral sword of the Kuangjian sect!" Pang Aoting finally saw Gu Fenghua's plan, with a look of disdain coldly snorted.
Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were still firm, but a little sad.
She still underestimated the Yin-Yang Qiankun Bamboo, even if the spirit of the demon plant had not been fully refined, it would not be so easy to break through.
According to Pang Aoting's words, even a strong man in the realm of Emperor Saint would not be able to break through the Mad Heaven Sword easily, but Gu Fenghua believes that with his combat power far beyond his cultivation base, as long as he reaches the eighth or even seventh rank of Emperor Saint, he will be able to break through the mad sky sword easily. If you have a lot of confidence to break this sword, even if you can't break it, you can at least remain invincible. But it is a pity that her current cultivation is only the fifth rank of Emperor Saint.
The holy energy in his body was running low, his arms were numb and weak, and the long sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties. Because he kept using the strongest sword, even his mind became empty.
Gu Fenghua knew that he couldn't hold on for long!
"Crazy Sword, Batian!" Seeing Gu Fenghua's slumped state, Pang Aoting was refreshed, and even burned the power of the holy source, and the power in the sword was doubled.
As the master of a sect, he is definitely not an indecisive person. It's fine if you don't tear your face apart. For the sake of the overall situation, it is acceptable to give in temporarily. But once the face is torn, he will never look forward and backward.
He could see that although Luo Enen and Ye Wuse were all very strong, the strongest was Gu Fenghua, and they all followed her lead. As long as Gu Fenghua was killed, the rest of them might not be able to die. How can he beat the Berserker School!
At this point, Pang Aoting no longer concealed his murderous intentions, even his old face became radiant, yet so ferocious.
"Fenghua!" Chen Wanqiao, Chang Wanfa and others all sank in their hearts and subconsciously shouted.
Luo Enen and Fatty Bai flew into the air with a surge of holy spirit.
"Crack!" At this moment, there was a crisp sound in my ear, like a thunderbolt falling from the blue.
A green vine appeared out of thin air, like a long whip made of fine steel, and slammed fiercely on the Kuangtian Sword!
"Cheap!" Lornen and the others shouted in surprise, and the long sword that had just been pulled out halfway back to the scabbard, and the leaping figure also fell down.
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