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Chapter 5219 5219 Impossible, this is impossible

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    The qi and blood in the body were churning, and there was a burst of tearing pain in the internal organs, but Fu Long's heart was full of rejoicing: Fortunately, he reacted in time and escaped the sword of Gu Fenghua and others.  The sword power of the pinnacle of the ninth rank, if he is a little careless, with the strength of the emperor's middle rank of the ninth rank, he may be killed by this sword.

    Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Fu Longxin quickly took out a few holy pills and swallowed them, and looked at Gu Fenghua and the others with resentment in his eyes: Fu Longxin is a wizard who has been famous all over the world thousands of years ago  When mentioning his name, even the envoys dare not underestimate him.  He was careless today, and almost died at the hands of several juniors. Thinking about it, I feel ashamed.  Back in the day, even when faced with the joint siege of the major holy sects, he was never so embarrassed or ashamed.

    He stared at Gu Fenghua and the others with fire-breathing eyes, but Fu Long's heart was not impulsive, and his mind turned quickly.

    It is no wonder that Gu Linghua and others rejected his "good intentions". It turned out that there was such a reliance. Could it be that the artifact of heaven and earth that he had been searching for for thousands of years was finally missed?

    ?Wait, that¡¯s not right. With Gu Fenghua and others¡¯ cultivation bases of the seventh and sixth ranks of the emperor¡¯s sages, or even the weakest of the fourth ranks, if they want to display the peak sword power of the ninth rank of the emperor¡¯s sages, they don¡¯t know how much holy energy will be consumed.  The sword just now must have been their limit, and it is absolutely impossible to use a second sword.  Then, it's their turn to suffer for themselves.

    Thinking of this, Fu Long felt relieved.

    Hmph, I wanted to let you live, and taught you all the skills and knowledge. If you don't know good and bad, don't blame me for being cruel!  Feeling ruthless in his heart, Fu Longxin raised his long sword again.

    However, before he could make a move, he heard Gu Fenghua and others yelling:

    "One sword, cut the prehistoric world!"

    "Nine days, Phantom Thunder!"

    "Beidou, Batian!"

    "Holy soul, heaven breaks!"

    "Fengyun, Qianzhong!"

    At the same time as the sound sounded, the five sword glows slashed head-on again, condensing into one in the blink of an eye.

    Fu Longxin's eyes widened again, and he looked at the sword light in disbelief: the peak of the ninth rank of the emperor, and the ninth rank of the emperor, the peak!

    It wasn't until the sword light came close that Fu Longxin woke up, swung the sword again to block in front of him, and at the same time retreated with all his strength.

    It's a pity that he retreated quickly, but the sword came even faster. There was no suspense. Fu Long's heart was smashed by the sword, and when he landed, another mouthful of old blood spurted out wildly.

    Impossible, this is impossible, how could they make the second sword with their seventh-rank, sixth-rank or even fourth-rank cultivation bases?  At this moment, Fu Longxin's mind was blank.

    "One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" Before he could recover, Gu Fenghua's clear shout sounded again.

    A few sword beams also cut out again.

    Fu Longxin didn't have time to think about it at all, so he could only hold the long sword horizontally and continue to fly backward.

    At the critical moment, he once again demonstrated his adaptability far superior to that of ordinary people. Although Gu Fenghua and the others' swords were completely beyond his previous expectations, he instinctively retreated quickly, but the speed was faster than before.

    Although he was no match for Gu Fenghua and the others in a frontal fight, he was still a mid-stage Ninth-Rank Emperor Emperor. If he retreated and evaded with all his heart, Gu Fenghua and the others would have nothing to do with him.  The holy energy circulated to the extreme, and Fu Long's heart receded faster and faster. The sword glow that Gu Fenghua and others jointly slashed followed like a shadow, but it still failed to land on him.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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