Chapter 4388: 4388 Ecstasy in her eyes

  Chapter 4388 4388 Ecstasy in her eyes

  Don’t look at the difference between the seventh rank of Emperor Sage and the eighth rank of Emperor Sage, but for the vast majority of Sage Masters of Promise Sacred Heaven, the difference of this level is a life-long insurmountable divine moat. And they could see that even though the elder Yuan was a soul-killing body, his intelligence was almost completely lost, but his strength was never below any emperor's eighth rank sage master. Gu Fenghua repelled him twice in succession with the cultivation base of the Seventh-Rank Emperor, without losing the slightest disadvantage. How could this be possible?

  If it weren’t for the Lord Sect Master and two other soul-killing Dao bodies cultivated by the powerful seniors of the sect, they could hardly help turning around and fleeing.

  Compared with the disciple, Yuan Daoling's expression is of course much calmer.

  With this sword shot, the blush on Gu Fenghua's face became a bit thicker, and a few sweat rolled down his forehead. Obviously, the loss of holy spirit was not small. He didn't believe it, she could keep going like this.

  Yuan Daoling's heart was determined, his eyes swept away from Luo En and the others, and he made up his mind: The moment when Luo En and the others shot, it was the moment he shot!

  Finally revealed the secrets of the three soul-killing Taoist bodies. The only thing he cares about right now is the joint sword of Gu Fenghua and Luo Enn and others.

  Unfortunately, Yuan Daoling was wrong. He only noticed the blush and dripping sweat on Gu Fenghua's face, but he didn't notice the joy in her eyes. No, it's not just ecstasy, but ecstasy.

With one sword cut, Gu Fenghua's understanding of the Guiyuan Eight Swords was deeper, as if he had opened a brand new door into a wonderful world that could not even be imagined before.

  In the sword intent, there are endless changes, mysterious and exquisite like a stroke of magic, and its power is more than twice as powerful as before, making Gu Fenghua fascinated. What surprised it most was that with this sword cut, the consumption of holy energy was less than one-tenth of the previous amount. With the four innate holy spirit roots, it could be fully recovered in a moment.

  This also means that she can cut out almost unscrupulously with one sword after another, without any reservations.

  For a long time, the consumption of the holy energy of the Eight Swords Returning to the Origin has been a dead knot for her. Although the power of this set of sword skills is shocking, the consumption of holy energy is too great, and the higher the cultivation level, the higher the comprehend sword skills, and the more terrifying the holy energy consumed. As a result, every time she casts it, she is always restrained and dare not to do as she pleases, otherwise she will fail to defeat the opponent after counting the swords, and she will not even have the ability to protect herself, so she can only be slaughtered.

  At this moment, the problem that had troubled her for a long time was finally solved!

  A sword shook Yuan Shangqing back. Gu Fenghua didn't stop at all, and then slashed out with another sword. Because of the excitement, the blush on her face became brighter again.

   "At the end of the crossbow, I see how long you can last!" Yuan Daoling chuckled softly.

Don’t look at Gu Fenghua’s three swords in succession. They are equal to Yuan Shengqing and never lose the wind. Especially this third sword is a bit more powerful than the previous two swords, but in his opinion, this is just Gu Fenghua Sheng. Because of lack of qi, he was impetuous and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, so he had to act first.

  Achieved for a short time, but after all, it is the end of the game!

  If she is more sensible and joins forces with Lorne in time, he will inevitably have to work harder. Unfortunately, young people are young people who are too impulsive. At this time, she is still supporting her with desperate support. Yuan Daoling shook his head, let go of the fingers holding the hilt, and the secretly condensed holy energy gradually dissipated.

  It seems that today there is no chance to shame himself personally, and there is a trace of inexplicable loss in his heart.

   Seeing Gu Fenghua slicing out three swords and long swords in succession, Yuan Shaochong and others were still secretly worried. They heard Yuan Daoling's words, and they let out a long sigh of relief and relieved.

   Isn’t it? With Gu Fenghuadi’s sacred seventh-grade cultivation base, how many swords does this powerful sword skill far superior to cultivation base? Don't look at the sword as fast as lightning and thunder, in fact, most of her holy energy has been exhausted, but it is only the end of the force.

  (End of this chapter)