4223 The grief and anger of the tiger falling in Pingyang
Seeing such a smile, Ao Canhun suddenly felt a bit ominous premonition in his heart, and he didn't answer, and his palms were pushed out in moderation.
His expression became obviously solemn, and the palms that pushed out also gave people a feeling of heaviness as if they were like a mountain.
Outside the battle situation, everyone breathed stagnantly, as if they were being pressed by an invisible mountain on their heads. Even the holy energy flowing in their bodies became slow and stagnant.
"Be careful with Fenghua!" Mo Qingqiu shouted in a deep voice.
Obviously, even if Ao Canhun did not do his best, he would not retain much. Even if Gu Fenghua could see through the mystery of his holy realm, he would be limited by his own cultivation and would still be very dangerous.
Amid the worry-filled shouts, Gu Fenghua's sword light slashed down again. Surprisingly, this sword seemed to have not been affected at all, and it was still as powerful as a rainbow.
"Boom!" Another loud noise. Ao Canhun's face changed and he retreated backwards, retreating more than ten steps before stopping, and his face turned pale.
Gu Fenghua also retreated several feet away, blood gushing out of the corner of his mouth. His injuries were obviously worse than a little, but his expression was so happy.
While "Ka" flew back, the pleasant sound of the rupture of the restriction sounded again in his ears, and another mysterious force rushed out like a spring water and flowed through his meridians.
Depending on the situation, although the holy realm of Ao Canhun is powerful, it can stimulate its potential to the extreme, thereby breaking the ban and releasing the power hidden in the bloodline!
Gu Fenghua was a little strange before. Since the brothers knew about this broken space, they must have known the existence of Ao Canhun. Even if they could not break the barrier of heaven and earth to remove it, they should not let themselves come in and die.
Now I vaguely understand that Ao Canhun is actually the whetstone left to him by his brothers. Only he can help him break the ban and release the mysterious power in his bloodline.
Although his injuries were a little worse, he finally understood the good intentions of his brothers, but Gu Fenghua's confidence increased greatly.
"One sword, cut the prehistoric world!" Before Ao Canhun could take action, Gu Fenghua flew up and slashed out with another sword.
Ao Canhun never dreamed that the little girl in front of him would dare to take the initiative. Even if the old man named Mo was good, he should be the top-notch powerhouse in a low-level plane like the so-called Wuji Shengtian.
But when facing herself, she could only rely on the formation to support her hard, and did not dare to take the initiative. With her strength, she actually dared to take the initiative!
Looking at Gu Fenghua's young face, a little bit of sadness and anger arises in his heart.
"Looking for death!" Ao Canhun roared wildly, his palms suddenly slid, and then he closed like a moon in his arms.
Although it is just a part and one combination, it brings others the feeling that its wonderfulness is infinite and the great way is natural, as if there are countless changes and countless mysteries are contained in this part and one combination.
A fickle and solid light pattern also appeared outside his body, as if it was a barrier, but the faint qi in it was exactly the same as the qi in Ao Canhun's body, as if it was a part of his body.
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"Holy Realm!" I don't know who was in the crowd behind me exclaimed.
Obviously, this is what Ao Canhun mentioned! If you guess correctly, the holy realm is actually a barrier, but it is condensed from its own holy energy and soul, so it is completely different from what they know.
Different. Then, in this barrier, he is the master of all things, and others are trapped in it, and life and death are under his control.
Thinking of this, Mo Qingqiu and others' expressions changed drastically.