Seeing Zhan Jiuzhou suddenly screaming, his face distorted and his whole body twitching, they all thought this was the best opportunity to make a move, but they didn't expect that under such circumstances, Zhan Jiuzhou could still unleash such fighting power.
"Ahah" Zhan Jiuzhou was still screaming. Cold sweat floated on his forehead, gathered into bean-sized sweat beads, and rolled down his cheeks. His face became more distorted and more ferocious, obviously suffering from great pain. However, the aura on his body was still rising, and the long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling aura.
"Not good!" Gu Fenghua also exclaimed.
Judging from the aura condensed by the long sword in Zhan Jiuzhou's hand, his holy energy has actually recovered to the fourth rank of the Emperor Saint, and soon, he will return to the fifth rank of the Emperor Saint. If this continues, he may surpass the Emperor Saint Five products.
What kind of ancient secret technique did this guy use to forcibly increase his combat power to such an extent, but he didn't need to burn blood essence, burn the power of the holy source, let alone explode the holy soul orb.
Shocked, Gu Fenghua and the others didn't dare to procrastinate, and rushed directly towards Zhan Jiuzhou.
But this time, before they could make a move, Zhan Jiuzhou took the initiative to attack again.
The screams became even more heart-piercing, but it also made him even crazier.
Although everyone saw his twisted and ferocious face, no one could understand the pain he was suffering at this time.
Every meridian in the whole body was extremely distorted, even broken abruptly. Every bone in the whole body was squeezed heavily by an unparalleled force, as if it was about to be completely crushed into pieces. The sound of rubbing against each other, perhaps, before being crushed into pieces by that force, the bones of the whole body will be ground into powder. The pain of broken sutras and bones flooded into my mind, as if my soul had been torn into countless pieces.
Unless you experience it yourself, who can understand the pain!
However, even if they don't realize it, seeing his face in agony and hearing the rattling sound of bones rubbing against each other, others can still imagine a little bit. The faces of the disciples of the Holy Sect in the audience changed drastically, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.
On the high platform, Chang Aotian and others were also slightly moved, and their complexions became unusually deep.
However, the eldest grandson Luocang's expression did not change. The scene in front of him was already in his expectation, so of course he would not be surprised, nor would he be moved by it, he just pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, appearing more indifferent and ruthless.
"Kill, kill, I'm going to kill you all." The pain of broken menstrual bone and heart-burning soul kept pouring into his mind, and Zhan Jiuzhou was almost crazy. While screaming hysterically, he cut out the long sword in his hand again.
This sword has no sword skills at all, but the holy energy in it is so abundant and tyrannical.
The fifth rank of Emperor Saint, the combat power of Zhan Jiuzhou, really recovered to the fifth rank of Emperor Saint.
The long swords intersected, and the lightning flashed and thundered. The five figures were separated at the touch, and they flew back at the same time, stabilizing their figures, with blood stains on the corners of their mouths.
The sword-holding fingers of Gu Fenghua and the others trembled slightly, but there was a look of joy in their eyes.
It seems that although Zhan Jiuzhou's secret technique of forcibly increasing combat power does not need to burn blood essence, the power of the holy source, and the self-explosion of the holy soul orb, it is not completely harmless, and it must endure great pain, even because In pain and into madness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com