Chapter 5219: 5219 Impossible, it's impossible

  Chapter 5219 5219 is impossible, this is impossible

The blood in the body was churning, and there was a sharp tearing pain in the internal organs, but Fu Long's heart was full of rejoicing: Fortunately, he reacted in time and escaped the sword of Gu Fenghua. This is the emperor. The sword power of the peak of the Ninth Stage, if it is a little careless, with the strength of the middle stage of the Ninth Stage of the Emperor, he might be killed under this sword.

Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Fu Longxin quickly took out a few sacred pills to obey him, and looked at Gu Fenghua and the others with resentment again: his Fu Longxin is a genius and genius who has been famous all over the world thousands of years ago. , Mentioning his name, even the envoys did not dare to underestimate him. Today, I almost lost my life in the hands of a few juniors. I feel embarrassed to think about it. I think back then, even in the face of the joint siege of the great sacred sects, he was not so embarrassed or so embarrassed.

  Fire-breathing eyes stared at Gu Fenghua and the others, but Fu Long's heart was not impulsive, and his mind turned quickly.

  It’s no wonder that Gu Jihua and others rejected his “good intentions”. It turned out that there was such a reliance. Could it be that he was struggling to find the heaven and earth artifacts that he had found for thousands of years, and finally missed it like this?

  Wait and so on is not right, with Gu Fenghua and others' emperor's seventh-rank sixth-rank, even the weakest, only fourth-rank cultivation base, they want to display this kind of sword power at the peak of the emperor's ninth rank, and they don't know how much holy energy will be lost. The sword just now must be their limit, and it is absolutely impossible to use the second sword. So next, it's their turn to eat the bitter fruit.

  Thinking about this, Fu Long felt confident.

  Hmph, I wanted to let you have a way of life and teach you all the skills and skills. You don’t know what is good or bad, so don’t blame me for being cruel! With a vicious heart secretly, Fu Longxin raised his long sword again.

  However, before he could make a move, I heard Gu Fenghua and others yell out:

   "One sword, kill the wild!"

   "Nine days, magic thunder!"

   "Beidou, Batian!"

   "Holy soul, the sky is broken!"

  "Fengyun, Qianzhong!"

At the same time as the sound of    sounded, the five sword lights slashed at the front again, condensing into one in the blink of an eye.

  Fulongxin's eyes widened again, and he looked at the sword light in disbelief: the peak of the ninth emperor sage, and the peak of the ninth emperor sage again!

  Until the sword light approached, Fu Longxin woke up in shock, waved his sword again to block him, and at the same time retreated with all his strength.

  Unfortunately, he retreated fast, but the sword came faster, without any suspense. Fulong's heart was slashed by the sword, and when he landed, another old blood spurted out.

  Impossible, this is impossible. With their seventh-rank, sixth-rank or even fourth-rank cultivation base, how could they make a second sword? At this moment, Fu Longxin's mind was blank.

   "One sword, slash the ancient world!" Without waiting for him to recover, Gu Fenghua's clear shout sounded again.

  A few sword lights, and then cut out again.

  Fulong's heart didn't have time to think about it, so he could only continue to fly backwards by raising his sword horizontally.

  At the critical moment, he once again demonstrated the adaptability far superior to ordinary people. Although the sword of Gu Fenghua and others completely exceeded his previous expectations, he instinctively retreated quickly, but the speed was faster than before.

   Although he was fighting head-on, he was no match for the joint sword of Gu Fenghua and the others, but after all, he was a strong man in the middle stage of the ninth stage of the Emperor Sage. If he was bent on retreating and avoiding, Gu Fenghua and the others would not have much to do with him. The holy energy revolved to the extreme, and Fu Long's heart retreated faster and faster. The sword light cut out by Gu Fenghua and the others was like a shadow, but it never fell on him.

  (End of this chapter)