"Bang!" Just as Ge Dongyang was dreaming, another familiar crisp sound came from his ears, and then his body crossed and flew out.
"Bow!" With the crisp sound, he bumped into the strong and majestic archway again, and the entire archway shook violently again.
However, unlike last time, this time, he no longer bumped into his back, but pressed it on the front, even the sound was completely different from before.
Time stopped instantly. Ge Dongyang's hands and feet separated and stuck on the archway like a big character. After a few breaths, he slowly slid down. Wherever he passed, there was a bright red blood mark.
"Impossible, Impossible, how could her sword be so powerful!" The disciples of Chenhuo Sect were stunned again and muttered to themselves.
Let’s not talk about how powerful the true strength of the ancestor is. Even if he is suppressed by the third grade of Tiansheng, he is far higher than the other party’s first grade of Tiansheng. How could he be slapped away by someone else’s sword twice in a row? And it’s the same sword!
Fatty Bai and Luo Enen flew down, looking at each other, with a look of helplessness in their eyes. Just like before, they tried their best to use only half of the sword, and Ge Dongyang was already
Gu Fenghua slapped his sword.
This feeling was like punching it out with all your strength, but it fell on a ball of light cotton, feeling extremely uncomfortable without any place to focus.
Finally, under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, Ge Dongyang slid down the archway to the ground.
"Uncle Master!" He Qiantai was the first to rush up.
"Old Ancestor!" The other disciples woke up from their dreams and quickly followed behind them, trying to help Ge Dongyang up.
"I'm angry, I'm angry!" However, before they could reach out, Ge Dongyang jumped up and shouted in anger.
At this time, the ancestor Chenhuo hit his hair and his cheeks were swollen, and a blood bag bulged on his forehead. It was so shiny that it was very conspicuous. There was no sign of a master who had previously fluttered and transcendent.
"Little girl who doesn't know how to live or die, I'm fighting with you." Ge Dongyang lost all his face twice in a row, and was so angry that he pushed He Qiantai and others away, drew his sword and looked at him.
Gu Fenghua rushed over.
Drawing the sword, the ancestor finally drew the sword! All the disciples of Chenhuo Sect's eyes lit up, but this time, no one shouted loudly and cheered for him. No wonder, the ancestor took action twice before
They shouted twice, but the ancestor was slapped in the face by Gu Fenghua. Their cheers were actually slapped in the face.
This time, although the ancestor had drawn the sword, everyone was still inexplicably uneasy in their hearts. The ancestor's face was swollen like that, and they really couldn't beat him anymore.
Seeing Ge Dongyang pulling out his long sword and being murderous, Fatty Bai and Luo Enen clamped the hilt again. Although Gu Fenghua had the upper hand before, the masters fought each other, and life and death were only in an instant. The counterattack against adversity was a perfect kill.
The matter is absolutely not unusual for the saint, so the two of them dare not be careless.
"You don't have to do it." At this moment, Gu Fenghua suddenly said.
Fatty white man and Luo Enen looked at Gu Fenghua and saw the familiar calmness and confidence on her face. So he subconsciously stopped and there was no worry in his heart. The unreserved trust in Gu Fenghua has become
Their habit, which was like this before, now, will be like this.
The next moment, Gu Fenghua had already moved his feet and headed towards Ge Dongyang.