"It's not that easy to die, not that easy." Zhan Jiuzhou murmured to himself, and actually raised his sword again.
Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others looked at each other, and also tightened their fingers holding the sword.
Although they couldn't understand what happened to Zhan Jiuzhou and what was relying on to block the sword, at this moment, they couldn't let them think too much, and they didn't need to think too much.
No matter what happened to him, they could only win, not lose in this battle!
Four long swords were cut out at the same time. They were completely different sword skills, but under the leadership of Gu Fenghua's powerful divine thoughts, they gathered together, like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun, slashing towards Zhan Jiuzhou, with ten times the power.
Dozens of times improvement.
"This time, Zhan Jiuzhou should be dead." Seeing such a thrilling sword, the disciples of the Holy Sect below were secretly shocked, and some people muttered to themselves.
However, they were disappointed again.
Seeing such a shocking sword, Zhan Jiuzhou's eyes were no longer afraid, only a hint of madness that made people thrill.
"It's not that easy, not that easy." Zhan Jiuzhou said nervously, shaking his arms and slashing his sword.
The sword lights intersected, and time seemed to be a brief stagnation. Then, a dazzling light burst violently, and the turbulent current that seemed to be terrifying waves surged again.
"Puff!" Zhan Jiuzhou sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist and added a few scars on his body, but his legs were still firmly nailed to the edge of the competition platform.
Gu Fenghua and others were still standing there, without any new injuries, but their expressions became a little more serious.
"Come again!" At the same time, Gu Fenghua and his friends raised their swords and attacked again...
On the competition platform, sword lights flashed like meteors, and loudly sounded like thunder.
The chaotic and violent airflow poured towards the bottom of the stage like a flood that broke the dam. Even though layers of defensive barriers had been laid around the competition platform, even if the sect leader of each sect made a handprint and laid a layer of barriers, those young
The disciples of the Holy Sect were still involved, and they were unsteady and tilted. Looking at the stage, their expressions were even more shocked.
At this time, Zhan Jiuzhou was in the center of the turbulent wind blade. He was afraid that he could not find a perfect place on his body. The blood all over his body seemed to be fished out from the blood pool, but he was still standing in the original state
There is no step back.
Although Gu Fenghua and others on the other side clearly had the upper hand, they took action again and again and even fought mercilessly against Jiuzhou, they never truly defeated Zhan Jiuzhou.
The holy energy was consumed rapidly. Even though the holy pill he had just taken had already begun to take effect, there was still an unconcealed look of fatigue between their eyebrows.
The shocking shouts and cheers stopped completely, and everyone felt an unknown premonition in their hearts.
"Tianxing, Luo Cang!" Zhan Jiuzhou shouted and actually rushed towards Gu Fenghua and the others.
Gu Fenghua and his men raised their eyebrows and rushed forward.
The four sword lights condensed together slashed heavily on the sword of Zhan Jiuzhou.
Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen were shocked and they took seven or eight steps back at the same time. The cheeks, which had gradually recovered from flushing, became pale again, and once again, dazzling blood oozed out from the corners of their mouths.
Opposite, Zhan Jiuzhou spewed out a mouthful of blood, retreated steadily, retreated to the edge of the competition platform, and stopped again.
How could this happen! Everyone in the audience was shocked.