Chapter 3902: 3902 years old
Chapter 3902
Of course from his point of view, this is also the wisest decision. The feud between him and Gu Fenghua and the others is getting deeper and deeper, and they are already immortal. Judging from the current situation, they probably haven't completely refined the holy pattern, otherwise the power will definitely not stop there. If they wait until they are completely refined, don't talk about revenge or shame, I am afraid that they will die one day sooner or later. Hands.
made up his mind, Duan Qingyun flew up again.
Seeing the murderous intent in Duan Qingyun's eyes again, Lorne and Weng Yuanming endured their injuries, suppressed the surge of blood, and tried to raise the sword.
But this time, without waiting for them to make a move, Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji had already grasped their long swords and greeted them at the same time.
"Elegant..." Lorne exclaimed.
Although Duan Qingyun seemed to be injured very seriously, his strength was still far above them. Gu Fenghua was no more than the fourth emperor rank. Without them, he would not be able to use a powerful sword of concentration and concentration, and Ye Yunji Although's strength is stronger, that sword's might is comparable to the seventh rank of Emperor Sage, but it is definitely not Duan Qingyun's opponent. Rush up like this, isn't it looking for death?
"Master, Master, stop, stop!" Weng Yuanming and the others were even more shocked, crying, and they were heartbroken in an instant.
How could the lord be so reckless? It's over, Lord Sovereign is over, Burning Heaven Sect is over, and their lofty ambitions of establishing a sect to stand down in history are over!
Seeing Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji coming out more and more, Duan Qingyun was overjoyed.
If other people make a move together, it will take a little bit more effort to get rid of the two people to win the Saint Rune. Now they are sent to the door by themselves, naturally, it will be much easier.
Staring at Gu Fenghua's left palm, Duan Qingyun was so excited that he almost laughed wildly. With a wave of both palms, two huge palm shadows fell again.
"Swipe!" At this moment, a long knife appeared out of thin air.
The sword is six feet long, bloody!
As the blade passed by, red mist surged like a wave of blood.
what is this! Duan Qingyun was shocked suddenly.
With the appearance of the Scarlet Longknife, the extremely cold and fierce Qi machine is oncoming, like a flood that bursts a bank, and an unprecedented throbbing also rushes into my heart.
How many years have passed since the catastrophe, how many years have you not felt such a throbbing?
As a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the ninth emperor sage, his six senses are naturally far above the ordinary emperor sage powerhouse, and it is easy to feel the aura of destruction and death in the **** long sword. In the tens of thousands of years after the catastrophe, he felt the threat of death for the first time.
Instinctively, Duan Qingyun wanted to withdraw and retreat, but another majestic, majestic and incomparable vague atmosphere had completely enveloped him. The injury was not light, at this time, under the shroud of that majestic Qi machine, his holy Qi movement turned out to be extremely difficult, and his movements became extremely slow.
Half a step back, the **** demon sword was already slashed, and what followed was the strongest sword Gu Fenghua had slashed with all his strength, as well as Ye Yunji's golden sword light that rushed into the sky.
Two condensed palm shadows, like cutting tofu, were cut apart by the two sword lights.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The next moment, a loud bang rang in Duan Qingyun's chest one after another, bursting like fireworks.
Although Duan Qingyun was unconscious and had already operated the Holy Qi Condensing Qi Shield in front of him in time, he still couldn't stop the **** edge of the demon sword, and couldn't stop Gu Fenghua's strongest sword with all his strength, let alone stop it. Ye Yunji's golden sword light.
(End of this chapter)
