Chapter 3244: 3244 I'm sorry
Chapter 3244 3244 regretted
Emperor's Holy Third Product! The power of this sword definitely reached the third rank of the Emperor Sage, and it was even stronger than the ordinary third rank of the Emperor Sage.
It’s no wonder that Gu Fenghua would have that reminder that they joined this sword together, it was really powerful, very powerful. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even a well-informed Monarch could not believe that one emperor with one grade and three heavenly sages with nine grades could work together to display such a sword.
Putting away all the hearts of underestimation, putting aside all conceit, Mo Qingqiu turned the holy energy that had been suppressed to the second stage of the emperor to the extreme, condensing it in the palm of his hand.
"Boom!" An invisible shock wave centered on Mo Qingqiu, surging towards the surroundings, and the turbulent current in the yard covered him with dust.
"A strong sword!" On the side of the courtyard wall, Qin Haofang and others were stunned.
Although I knew how powerful Gu Fenghua's team was with a sword, I didn't expect that with Gu Fenghua's promotion to the emperor, the power of this sword would be so powerful.
Even Sect Master Tang Shao, who has always been the biggest Lao Tzu, had wide-eyed eyes and opened his mouth for a long while and was speechless. Obviously, he was frightened by the joint sword of Gu Fenghua and several people.
After a while, the dust and smoke dissipated, and Mo Qingqiu's figure reappeared in front of her eyes.
"Senior Mo, are you okay?" Gu Fenghua asked with some worry.
"Hahahaha, what can I do for the old man?" Mo Qingqiu laughed a few times, with his head held up high, and said proudly, "You guys are really good together with a sword. Looking at the Promise Sacred Heaven, I am afraid that there will be no one in the same level. I can resist, but I want to hurt the old man, but it's still a lot worse."
"It's fine if it's all right, it's fine if it's all right." Seeing Mo Qingqiu's arrogant look, Gu Fenghua and the others all let out a long sigh of relief.
The power of that sword just now surprised even them.
According to their original thoughts, although Gu Fenghua was promoted to Emperor Sage, after all, Lorne and the others were still in the realm of Heavenly Sage, which would inevitably drag her back. Even if the power of this sword is improved, it will reach the Emperor at most. It's nothing more than the peak of the second holy rank, but I didn't expect it to reach the third holy rank.
But Mo Qingqiu suppressed his cultivation to the second rank of Emperor Sage. This is a gap of a whole level. Even if he knows that he is the emperor and is not comparable to the ordinary strong, a few people still inevitably worry about him. Now that he is okay, I finally feel relieved.
"As expected, Lord Monarch, the cultivation level is suppressed to the second rank of Emperor Saint so powerful!" Looking at Mo Qingqiu's relaxed and proud smile, Luo Enn said with admiration.
"Nonsense, can you become the emperor if you are not so good? Not to mention suppressing to the second grade of the emperor, even if it is suppressed to the first grade of the emperor, we may not even think about hurting the emperor." The white fat man is even more reverent. Fascinating.
"This is the real powerhouse, and I don't know when we will have such a cultivation level." Ye Wu-Se also sighed with emotion.
Around , Qin Haofang and others trembled with excitement, respecting the Lord Junshi as a god.
No one noticed that when Mo Qingqiu laughed loudly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: It’s terrible, where did these little guys learn such a combined sword skill? It’s really terrible!
Regardless of the appearance of Lord Junshi as if nothing has happened, the blood is tumbling between the chest and abdomen, and even the sea of meridians is faintly painful. Obviously, he has suffered an internal injury, and a mouthful of breath is also rushing back and forth in his chest. The laughter was concealed, and by the way, he let out the suffocating breath, and he was afraid that he would snorted on the spot.
"Master, are you okay?" Qing Fan vaguely saw something wrong, and asked quietly.
(End of this chapter)
