Gu Fenghua's eyes were on the wooden stick in the hand of the ancestor of Mangshan. She could feel that the opponent's strength at this time was at most the Ninth Level of Heavenly Saint, and the holy energy was obviously not running smoothly, so why could he persist
Now, it is entirely because of the wooden stick in your hand.
With the sword that they gathered together, even the holy sword at the artifact level should have been shaken out of cracks, but the wooden stick in the hand of the ancestor Mangshan was unharmed, and there was even a slight gap.
Even she couldn't see it. The most important thing was that on this wooden stick, she actually felt a little of the energy of the magic weapon.
What kind of fine gold, crypt, silver or treasures of heaven and earth were made of this wooden stick? For a moment, Gu Fenghua couldn't see the reason.
However, Gu Fenghua did not slacken at all in his hand, and slashed at the ancestor of Mangshan with one sword after another. Beside him, Luo Enen and others, injected the holy energy into the sword with all their strength, regardless of the cost.
Among them.
They all knew very well that there was no possibility of taking any tricks against powerful people like Mangshan Ancestor, so they could only do their best to fight to the death. Fortunately, Mangshan Ancestor's injury had not healed, otherwise they would have had a chance to fight with their lives.
None.
Until now, the competition is not only about strength, but also about will and the desire to fight to the death!
As the sword lights fell, Gu Fenghua and others' faces gradually became pale, but their eyes were still so firm and absolutely. The reputation of the ancestor of Mangshan is too great. If he cannot attack him in one fell swoop today
Killing will bring endless troubles in the future.
The expression of the ancestor of Mangshan was getting more and more shocked, and his heart gradually became more and more retardant. Not everyone can take life and death lightly. Some people are old and see more joys and sorrows, and they don’t care much about life and death.
But some people, the older they are, the less they want to die. The Mangshan ancestor is like this.
More importantly, after being seriously injured by Wuding Jun, he hid in and hid for so many years. He finally found a way to heal his wounds. How could he bear to die? What's more, he died at the hands of a few younger generations of the fourth and fifth grade Tiansheng.
Even if he died directly at the hands of the Wuding Jun Envoy, he could at least leave some honors, right?
"Stop! Let's give up today's matter. I admit defeat and let you leave." The ancestor of Mangshan raised his wooden stick and blocked Gu Fenghua and his men joined forces to join forces to fight with one sword. He vomited blood and retreated, and said as he spoke.
He said he was admitting his defeat, but when he said this, his eyes were full of resentment. He thought that he had been famous for thousands of years, and when he was at his peak, even the major sects were unwilling to provoke him. Now that he was in a state of peace, he was actually killed by the tiger.
Several younger generations forced their heads to bow their heads and give in, and their reputation will be destroyed forever. Sooner or later, one day, he will destroy his sect, kill his nine clans, and save his shame today!
To be honest, Gu Fenghua and his friends have persisted until now, and their holy energy has been exhausted. If the ancestor of Mangshan sincerely admits the situation, they might hesitate for a moment, or they would give up. However, in the eyes of the ancestor of Mangshan
The resentment was too obvious. Even the blind man could see it, how could Gu Fenghua and the others not know that his head was just a plan for rights and interests today, and revenge was only a matter of time.
They don’t care. They can beat them and run away. But the big temple in Nanli Sect is always there. How did Gu Fenghua threaten the Crazy Sword Sect and force Pang Aoting and others to take action?