Chapter 4821: 4821 Sure enough, someone can't make it anymore

  Chapter 4821 4821 Sure enough, someone can't make it anymore

"Yeah, Ye Wuse and this Fatty Bai are both strong at the sixth rank of Emperor Sage, but Gu Feng is the first one. Compared to them, she is afraid that her strength is only strong or not weak. As long as she takes action, Fatty Bai will surely be able to overcome the danger." Everyone lifted their spirits and looked towards Gu Fenghua again.

  Even though Ye Wu-se's sword just now seemed to be extremely easy to win, even a fool could think that the same emperor's sixth rank, the true combat power is not bad, and it is so easy to want to kill an opponent with a single sword. Ye Wu-Se's sword obviously raised the spirit of spirit to the apex, and after the sword, he was afraid that it would be difficult to fight again in the short term. Now the only thing that can be expected is Gu Fenghua.

   Judging from the various performances of Ye Wu-Se and others, this Gu Fenghua is obviously worth looking forward to.

  However, they were disappointed. Gu Fenghua just watched the life-and-death competition quietly in the field. The hand holding the hilt had already been put down, and it seemed that he had no intention of making a move.

  Others don’t understand Fatty Bai, doesn’t she yet? This guy can directly rely on eating and drinking to replenish the holy energy, and the effect is no less than taking the holy pill. In a sense, this is equivalent to taking the sacred pill for three or even four meals a day. If you add snacks, it means that you are taking the sacred pill all the time to replenish the holy qi, and the holy qi is abundant. It is imaginable by ordinary people.

More importantly, even Lorne and Ye Wu-she only condensed two innate holy spirit roots, but because he saved Ye Wu-she’s life, he condensed three innate holy spirit roots, holy spirits by chance. The recovery speed is second only to Gu Fenghua.

  Don't look at the black man on the opposite side who has practiced hard for thousands of years, but he really has to compete with the holy spirit, and he is really no better than the white fat man. Gu Fenghua should worry about him.

   "Why didn't she do it yet, why didn't she do it!" Seeing Gu Fenghua indifferent, the young man who was worried about the white fat man was so anxious that his mouth was bubbling.

   "Huh!" At this moment, an old man next to him suddenly let out a surprise.

  The young man turned his head in doubt, followed his line of sight, his eyes widened sharply.

  Shoot with all his strength time and time again, it was true that some people couldn't make it, but it was not the fat white man they were worried about, but the wise disciple of Sima Overlord.

At some point, his swarthy face was already covered with sweat, and the gleam in his eyes gradually faded. Although he was still slashing out one sword after another, his movements were obviously a bit stiff. When he took a closer look, he held the hilt. 'S fingers were trembling slightly.

   "Beidou, Tyrant!" After dozens of swords were cut out one after another, Fatty Bai suddenly shouted. The sword light cuts long, as if breaking through the chaos!

   "There are thousands of great roads, heaven and earth!" The black strong man finally helped his junior to call out the sword tactics, but his voice was so hoarse and weak.

  Sure enough, it is the heaven and earth of thousands of heavenly swords. It is no wonder that the person was so persistent before that he had to shout sword tactics to make a shot. The name of this sword skill really has a bit of awe-inspiring meaning. But unfortunately, it was displayed from the hands of the black strong man at this time, but there was no power at all.

  At the end of the strong crossbow, it is difficult to penetrate Lu Zhen, and he is talking about his current situation. Competing with Fatty Bai with all his strength time and time again, his holy energy has already reached the brink of exhaustion, and he is struggling to support it with his will, but how long can his will support it? At the last moment, it is not easy to be able to grit your teeth and raise the long sword. There is no power in the sword.

   "Bang!" Jianmang slammed into the air again, but there was no more thunderous roar.

  Fatty Bai's sword easily smashed the opponent's sword light, and then the side of the sword's blade patted the opponent's body flat, and directly shot him out.

  (End of this chapter)