Chapter 3681: 3681 best result

  Chapter 3681 3681 best results

  With their concentrated sword, it is not difficult to defeat Pei Yiqiu, but Pei Yiqiu is not weak, and once they start their hands, they cannot be merciful. The swords and guns have no eyes, and he is afraid that Pei Yiqiu will be seriously injured if he is not careful. This was definitely not what they wanted, but also very proud and gentle as they wanted. Pei Yiqiu's voluntary abstention was actually the best result.

  As for the misunderstanding of others, let them go. Respect is proved by strength. In the competition tomorrow, they will prove their strength in front of everyone. What does it matter if it's just one day late?

  The sect disciples under the stage left one after another. On the seats on the high platform, the envoys then left.

   "Fenghua, Yaoyao's injury is still not healed. I will take her back to heal her injury, so I won't accompany you. I will come to cheer for you when the competition starts tomorrow." Wen Wanru said to Gu Fenghua.

   "Then you go quickly and leave us alone." Gu Fenghua said.

  She also found out that the little owl was seriously injured just now. Of course, this is also normal. No one should be injured if he falls off a cliff. Regardless of her gentleness, her cultivation level is not weak, but for her frizzy temperament, it is a strange thing to protect the little guy.

   Originally she wanted to give Wen Wanru some healing sacred pill, but after thinking about it, she didn’t lack the sacred pill at all. Besides, even if the human sacred pill was not completely useless to the monster beast, it was not very useful, so there was no waste.

  Waiting for Wen Wanru to lead the demon to Chang Aotian, Gu Fenghua and the others walked towards the yard together.

   "Gu Fenghua!" At this moment, a man hurried up from behind and shouted in a deep voice.

  Gu Fenghua stopped, turned his head and saw Zhan Jiuzhou's domineering face, did not speak, just looked at him calmly.

"Your luck is pretty good, but I don't know if there will be such good luck tomorrow. It's better to burn a few pillars of incense after you go back, and please God bless you, don't encounter me and fight Jiuzhou in the next game." Zhan Jiuzhou Said coldly, his expression even more frantic.

  At this time, the others have almost dispersed, and there is no need for him to conceal his hostility.

  The previous shot was blocked by Qin Xiude and others, and the master was forced to apologize to Gu Fenghua. He was also severely reprimanded with him, but Zhan Jiuzhou was suffocated.

"This sentence is what I want to say to you. I am a little curious. How many swords can you use with a sword skill like the sky star falling from the sky?" Of course, Gu Fenghua wouldn't show Zhan Jiuzhou any good looks, coldly. He smiled and said without showing weakness.

If you have only seen the sword that Zhan Jiuzhou shot for the first time, but did not see him in the subsequent match, perhaps Gu Fenghua would still be deeply jealous of him, but after seeing his strength weaker than that of a sword. , She was completely relieved.

At this time, she was more curious about fighting against Jiuzhou: The reason why his sword skills were weaker than one sword was that the root of the Holy Spirit had a problem, as Weng Yuanming said, and it was not made by himself. Was it robbed from others by the technique of seizing spirits?

   "What do you mean by that?" Zhan Jiuzhou's eyes flickered, and his voice became cold.

   "You know what you mean, it hurts people's lives by taking people's spirit roots, you dare to do things like this!" Gu Fenghua put a smile away, said with a frosty look, his eyes were so sharp that they could pierce people's hearts.

   "It's nonsense, I don't know what you are talking about. For tomorrow's competition, you'd better count on God for blessing and never meet me." Zhan Jiuzhou fell silent for a while, let out a cruel remark, and then turned away.

  (End of this chapter)