Chapter 4979: 4979 Can't draw a sword
Chapter 4979 4979 absolutely can't draw a sword
However, Gu Fenghui did not draw his sword for a long time.
If at the beginning she still had the idea of retaining her strength just in case, then at this critical juncture, what else can she keep?
Liu Sanjue also looked at Gu Fenghua suspiciously. He knew that Gu Fenghua’s mysterious long sword could not be drawn just like he wanted to. It had to rely on the power of blood. However, in the past two months, Zhong Lingxiu's hardship has not been small, and the power of her bloodline should be enough to draw the divine sword, why is she reluctant to do it?
Draw a sword? Of course Gu Fenghua also wanted to draw a sword.
In fact, when she first shot, she wanted to draw a long sword to kill. At that time, Qu Dangyuan and Wen Longyuan believed that there were many people, and they didn't look at them very much. They were originally her best opportunity.
But, just as she clenched the hilt of the sword, running the power of blood, and preparing to pull out the divine sword, her heart suddenly palpitated, and then she felt a strong anxiety. That is the instinct of danger.
Similar intuition, Gu Fenghua has experienced it more than once, and every time it works extremely well. However, as her cultivation base gets higher and higher, such intuitions appear less and less. The reason is simple. With her current cultivation base, looking at the entire Promise Sacred Heaven, there are not too many people who can pose a threat to her. too much.
But today, this uneasy intuition reappears, and it is still so strong-it has never been so strong!
Although I don’t know what’s going on, Gu Fenghua can be sure: you can’t draw a sword, absolutely can’t draw a sword.
So, she decisively withdrew the power of the bloodline and dispelled the idea of drawing the sword. And just as she dispelled the idea, that uneasy intuition suddenly disappeared.
Unable to draw out the long sword, they can only rely on a concentrated sword to join hands. Fortunately, as their cultivation level improves, the power of this sword has reached the peak of the Ninth-Rank Emperor, and she is still confident. Facts have also proved that her self-confidence is not blindly arrogant.
The sword light was cut out again and again, and the token on Qu Dangyuan’s waist spread like a spider web, and the brilliance of the Nine Heavens Sacred Armor on Wen Longyuan's body was dim, and he could hardly feel the spiritual meaning of the artifact.
One sword, with just one sword, you can break Qu Dangyuan’s formation token and destroy Wen Longyuan’s nine-day holy armor.
Gu Fenghua took a deep breath, looked at each other with Lorne, and at the same time condensed the holy spirit to the extreme.
Under the storm-like storm, Qu Dangyuan and Wen Longyuan had no power to counterattack, but the holy energy in their bodies was also rapidly consumed. Even the five-spirited Gu Fenghua began to lose strength, not to mention. There are only three or four of Lorne who are born with the roots of the Holy Spirit.
Therefore, they must do their best for this sword. After all, the opponent is not only Qu Dangyuan and Wen Longyuan, with the help of the great formation of the city, the disciples of the Sun Sect behind them can also jointly display the sword power of the Emperor Sage Seventh Stage, and the Demon Wooden Cauldron can't hold on for long.
"One sword, kill the wild!"
"Nine days, magic thunder!"
"Beidou, Batian!"
"Holy soul, the sky is broken!"
In a clear shout, Gu Fenghua and several people poured all the holy energy in their bodies into the long sword, and cut out the sword of concentration.
The four sword beams are gathered into one, and they are unstoppable and cut down in the air, as if to split the world and destroy all things.
Seeing the determination in their eyes and feeling the aura of destruction, Qu Dangyuan and Wen Longyuan also knew that the moment to decide life and death had finally arrived.
(End of this chapter)
