"Boom" As the long sword in Zhan Jiuzhou's hand slashed out towards the front, a loud thunderous sound rang out from the stage again, and a turbulent wind blade was once again aroused on the competition stage.
Is it over like this? A disciple of the Holy Sect has completely lost hope and does not even want to wait until Lu Wenfu announces the results of the competition, so he is about to get up and leave.
"Wait!" Another Holy Sect disciple next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
His voice was so surprised, so excited, and so happy.
The disciple of the Holy Sect subconsciously stopped and looked along his sight. The next moment, he opened his mouth wide, and his face also showed excitement, shock, and undepressed ecstasy.
On the stage, Gu Fenghua and others took more than ten steps back again and struggled to stabilize their bodies.
The turbulent wind blade swept over, leaving bloody wounds on them. They held the sword tightly and breathed rapidly, but their bodies were still so tall and their expressions were still so confident.
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On the other hand, Zhan Jiuzhou retreated five or six steps, with a dark air lingering on his face, and several scars appeared on his body at the same time, and blood gushed out.
Everyone looked at Zhan Jiuzhou in disbelief and the scars on his body.
Although Zhan Jiuzhou suffered some internal injuries after taking action several times, his injuries were obviously much lighter than Gu Fenghua and others, and he obviously had the upper hand. This time, he was not only shocked by the opponent's sword and retreated repeatedly,
And he was so injured that he didn't seem to have any advantage!
No one knows how Gu Fenghua and others did it, but they know that the battle is not over yet, and Gu Fenghua and others still have a chance!
"The fifth grade of Emperor Saint is just that. Senior Sister Gu, give them some more excellence!"
"Yes, give them some more excellence and drive them back to the Heavenly Realm!" Someone didn't know who made the first shout, but soon, everyone shouted in unison, and the sound waves rose higher and higher.
Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others looked at each other and both showed a gratifying smile.
They finally blocked the strongest swords in Zhan Jiuzhou. Next, it was time to give him some strength.
Taking a deep breath, Gu Fenghua and his friends took action again!
The sword light shocked the sky, and the thunder fell to the ground. After a sword, they took a few steps back again, and the dazzling blood color on their bodies seemed to be a little thicker, but Zhan Jiuzhou retreated more than ten steps, and was surrounded by the chaotic airflow wind blade.
More than a dozen wounds were cut, and a piece of blood was peeled.
In this sword, Gu Fenghua and others actually gained the upper hand. Not only did they retreat more than ten steps in Zhan Jiuzhou, but they also injured him to such a level! The battle, which I thought was bound to be defeated, actually made such a shocking reversal.
Everyone couldn't even believe their eyes. They were stunned for a while before they burst out loud again and let out a deafening cry.
Gu Fenghua and others took a breath, took the holy pill, and once again raised their swords to rush towards Zhan Jiuzhou.
The holy pill I took before finally began to be refined. The soft but extremely abundant pill power soaked the injured body and meridians like a hot spring. The bleeding in the wound has stopped, and the broken meridians have also begun to repair themselves at an astonishing speed.
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Although they still looked bloody, everyone noticed that their pale faces had faintly regained their blushing, and the sword power was like a tide and then rising, which was a few points stronger than before.
"They recover so quickly." Someone couldn't help but exclaim.