Chapter 3246: 3246 This is not the last regret

  Chapter 3246 This is not what 3246 regrets most

   "This is not necessary, if you can't help it, how can it hurt you." Mo Majesty made his hand stroke his long beard, and said sternly.

"Yes, yes, don't be so troublesome. Others are emperors. They are amazing. Fenghua, don't you look down on others? He wants to go back and spread the word. Don't let people laugh at him. Do it now, don't waste time. "Tang Junhou said impatiently.

  He is still waiting to watch the excitement. How can he have time to listen to them.

   "..." Mo Qingqiu was about to take a hold and immediately descended the donkey down the slope, but this time, Tang Junhou choked and couldn't say a word.

"Yes, let it be like this, Lord Junshi, please." Hearing Tang Junhou's words, Gu Fenghua also felt that it would not be good to let Lord Junshi go back, and spreading it would only ruin his reputation, so he stopped insisting. , Raise the long sword.

  Well, now, Lord Junshi has no last chance to go downhill.

  "Your envoy, please!" Lorne and the others also said in unison.

  This time, the few people had no reservations, and they all turned the holy energy to the extreme, and their divine thoughts were all integrated into this sword. Although he hasn't shot yet, his momentum is obviously stronger than before. Even Qin Haofang and the others who retreated far to the wall felt a great deal of pressure, and their breathing was slightly stagnant.

  Mo Qingqiu's face still maintained the indifferent smile that a top power should deserve. Looking at Gu Fenghua and the others, there were all the praise and appreciation that the elders should have, but the hands behind him trembled slightly.

  I regret it. For many years, Lord Junshi regretted it for the first time.

If he knew that a few people joined forces to make a sword so terrifying, he shouldn't have suppressed his cultivation at the second rank of Emperor Sage, let alone pretend to be an expert when Gu Fenghua took the initiative to ask him to let go of the restriction and improve his cultivation. Be reserved, isn't this a matter of life and death?

  However, what he regrets most is not this, but another thing. Lord Junshi cast his gaze at Tang Junhou again, full of regret: Why, don’t you make up your mind earlier and slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, and slap to death with this talkative monkey...

   "A sword will break the sky!"

   "Nine Heavens, Magic Thunder!"

   "Beidou, Batian!"

   "Holy Soul, Heaven Breaks!"

  Majesty Mo has no time to shoot Tang Junhou to death, because the next moment, Gu Fenghua's four concentrating swords slashed out again. For fear of accidentally hurting Mo Qingqiu, several people still have some reservations, but this time, out of respect for Lord Monarch, several people have tried their best, and no more reservations.

  Four sword beams, completely converging and merging, changing the colors of heaven and earth.

  Emperor Holy Third Stage, the pinnacle! Feeling the mighty power of this sword, Mo Qingqiu's eyelids jumped fiercely, and for an instant he could only cry without tears.

  Don’t forget, he is now suppressing the cultivation base, only the second rank of Emperor Sheng. Even if the original strength is stronger, how can it be suppressed to this extent, how can it be able to withstand the powerful sword of the peak of the third stage of the emperor?

If he is facing another emperor, he can take a few steps later to avoid the front. Anyway, he is the same emissary. The strength status is originally between the two. The sword skills and holy methods have their own strengths, let alone avoid the front. Now, even if you lose, it's not a shame. But what he is facing now is just a movie about a girl who has just been promoted to the emperor, plus three younger generations who have not even reached the emperor, and the big talk is in front, why is it embarrassing to step back?

  Gritting his teeth, Mo Qingqiu raised his palm and bit his scalp to shoot out.

   There was another loud bang, flying sand and dust in the yard, Mo Qingqiu's figure disappeared again.

  (End of this chapter)