"Gu Fenghua, we meet again. You may never dream of seeing each other again." Ning Huaihen said in a hoarse voice.
Although she was covered in a dark facial scarf, she could still vaguely see the hideous sneer on his face.
So, the air around the test stand became heavier and colder.
"Who are you?" Gu Fenghua asked.
"When you arrive at the underworld, someone will naturally tell you about this problem." Ning Huaihen continued to smile grimly.
"I think you'd better tell me in person." Gu Fenghua said, looking at the dark face towel.
"I announce that this competition will begin!" Both sides were already at odds, and Lu Wenfu was too lazy to ask them if they were ready, so he announced the start of the competition directly.
"Kill..." As soon as the words fell, Ning Huaihen's sword was unsheathed.
The ancient sword body, passing through a long rainbow, gives people a feeling that it is so cold and so sharp.
In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and a dark cloud blocked the warm sunlight. The sword light rushed rapidly, and a sharp roar came out, like the scream of a ghost, shrill and crazy.
This sword seemed to tear open the Nine Nether Hell and release countless unjust souls and evil spirits.
This sword was so sharp again, as if the evil ghost's minions were about to tear all the creatures in front of him.
Three holy beads with red gold color appeared between his eyebrows. Sure enough, his cultivation level had reached the peak of the third grade of the Emperor Saint, and he was only one step away from advancing to the fourth grade of the Emperor Saint.
The cold sword light reflected in his eyes, and the already ruthless eyes became even more cruel, releasing endless murderous intent.
"What a terrifying sword!" A disciple of the Holy Sect sitting in the front of the audience was so scared that his face turned pale by the sword, and he said in a trembling voice.
"It's indeed the peak of the third-level Emperor Saint. The ruthlessness of this sword is rare in the world. His real combat power is probably not much weaker than that of the fourth-level Emperor Saint." The Saint Master behind him
He still maintained some calmness and said with emotion.
This sword is not only fierce and ruthless, but also obviously changes endlessly. It should be the true teaching of the Heavenly Killer Envoy. In addition, the peak of the third-grade Emperor Saint, he is only one step away from advancing to the fourth-grade cultivation level. His real combat power is so strong.
It is comparable to the fourth grade of the ordinary Emperor Saint!
"It seems that this game is going to be defeated again." The others looked sad.
Although they were indignant about Pei Yichou and hoped that Gu Fenghua would suffer a little, when this moment really came, they still found that their mood was extremely bitter.
"Be careful!" Fu Guanyun, Guan Yuanshan, Meng Huaiyuan, and Shi Yingyan, Shang Kangran and others exclaimed in unison.
Ning Huaihen's cultivation, coupled with such sword skills, is really too powerful and terrible. Even though they know how strong Gu Fenghua and others are, they still care about it and can't help but worry about them.
A heart was raised to my throat.
"One sword, kill the prehistoric world!"
"Nine Heavens, Phantom Thunder!"
"Beidou, dominate the world!"
"Holy soul, heaven is broken!"
Just when everyone was worried or secretly depressed, Gu Fenghua and the others took action.
Their voices were calm and calm, and there was no trace of panic on their faces.
Ning Huaihen's cultivation level was actually revealed in the last competition. It was as expected that they would not be surprised to use such a sword today.
However, seeing the four of them taking action, everyone in the audience was less calm and showed surprise again.
Indeed, their voices were very calm and their expressions were not at all panicked. However, what's the use of being calm for one Emperor Saint and three Heavenly Saints?