Chapter 4593: 4593 The role of soy sauce
Chapter 4593 4593 The role of soy sauce
"Nine days, magic thunder!"
"Beidou, Batian!"
"Holy soul, the sky is broken!" Of course, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse also drew their long swords at the same time, flying and cutting.
"Dragon sword, no respect!" Ye Yunji's expression became cold and majestic again, and the long sword shed a golden light.
Seeing this, Lu Zhengting and the others stopped thinking about it, and attacked at the same time.
With that person's unfathomable strength, of course, he had spotted Gu Fenghua and others a long time ago, but he didn't care about it at all, and didn't bother to pay attention to it. But he didn't expect that he hadn't done it yet. These ants, who didn't know the height of the sky, dared to take the initiative, and couldn't help being furious.
"I don't know how to live or die!" A low, hoarse roar sounded, and the man didn't turn his head back, but he patted backwards with a palm.
Until then, Lu Zhengting and others knew how terrifying this person's strength really was. It was just an understatement and casually slapped the palm of his hand, but it rolled up and thunderous, and the palm shadow fell like a towering mountain, heading towards them. Before they were in front of them, the few of them were overwhelmed by the tremendous pressure and could not hold their heads up.
And in the face of this great pressure, the holy spirit they had already condensed to the extreme seemed so small, like a mountain spring meeting a vast river.
"Boom" only heard a muffled sound, Lu Zhengting and the others seemed to be hit by a huge boulder, flying high, and then slamming down on the edge of the huge pit.
Lorne, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse were also shocked. Although the situation was a little better than that of Lu Zhengting and the others, they also flew out for more than ten feet. After landing, they staggered back several steps. Stopped in Banpo.
Among all the people, only Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji barely stabilized their figures and fell three feet away behind that person.
Lu Zhengting several people wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and looked down, their pale faces all looked surprised.
Emperor Saint Nine Products!
They were not surprised to see the strength of Emperor Yunji's Saint Ninth Stage. But this time, not only Ye Yunji, but even Gu Fenghua, Lor En, Bai Fatzi, and Ye Wuse's joint sword, reached the Ninth Emperor Sage Rank. It was only then that they did not know that the cultivation base of these three people had actually reached the sixth rank of Emperor Saint!
They thought that if Lorne and Gu Fenghua can be friends, they will certainly not be too weak. However, like Gu Fenghui who has cultivated to the seventh rank of Emperor Sage at such a young age, who is not a rare talent in ten thousand years, even if the people of Luo En'en are strong, they probably won't be so strong. Naturally, they regarded Luo Enn and the others as the characters who followed Gu Fenghua's soy sauce.
Unexpectedly, they had reached the sixth rank of Emperor Sage, which was only one level lower than Gu Fenghua. When did the so-called Tianzong Wizard become so worthless?
If this is all soy sauce, what should they be?
The Yunchuan sect is called the middle-grade sect, but its strength is no less than that of the upper-grade sect. As the sect master or elder, they have their own pride, but at this moment, all the pride is shattered. Think about the penance of this life. , And look at the young faces of Lorne and Fatty Bai, they were a little dull and uninteresting. It is really shameful to practice hard for a lifetime, but not as good as a few young people in their twenties!
"Cough, cough, terrible, what's the source of this guy?" Behind him, Liu Sanjue coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said with a look of surprise.
At this time, Liu Sanjue still has the slightest detachment of a world-famous person, a tailored holy robe was scraped to pieces by the gravel, revealing the delicate ribs under his side, and a few blood packets were knocked out on his forehead, a long strand. Must be stained with blood and dust, embarrassed to the extreme.
(End of this chapter)












