Sima Batian is not an ordinary person to be able to gain a reputation for thousands of years. Moreover, judging from the strength of his disciples, you can imagine how powerful his strength should be. Don’t look at Luo Enen’s abuse just now, it seems
It was easy, but the other party was not a weak person. Her holy energy was actually quite depleted, so how could Gu Fenghua dare to let her take risks?
"Be careful." Luo Enen knew that even if the holy spirit was not damaged at all, she was not sure about the old man, so she did not show off. She whispered to Gu Fenghua and retreated.
Gu Fenghua stared at Sima Batian, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and had already raised the holy energy that had been condensed for a long time, and rushed towards the long sword. When facing such a strong man, let alone Luo Enen, she didn't dare to be careless.
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"Gu Fenghua, you are finally willing to take action." Sima Batian said coldly.
"Senior Sima, please." If the two sides had some room for improvement before, then this battle is inevitable until now, and Gu Fenghua is too lazy to say anything, so he just slowly raised his sword.
A series of divine lights were released from the layers of wrapped silk cloth, and at the same time, a buzzing sword roar sounded, which was intimidating.
"What a strong momentum!" Someone exclaimed in the crowd.
Although the sword had not been cut out and Gu Fenghua's holy bead had not appeared, everyone could still vaguely feel the powerful sword power in the sword.
"The sword in her hand is absolutely extraordinary!" Someone said thoughtfully.
Gu Fenghua's cultivation will never be inferior to Luo Enen and Ye Wuse. With such strength, the ordinary divine swords are difficult to recognize their sacred energy that has condensed to the extreme and roared by the sword.
There is inevitably a hint of wail. But at this moment, the buzzing sound of the sword in Gu Fenghua's hand gives people the feeling of being so clear and high, and even a bit of joy. Obviously, this sword is
The grade is more than the usual divine sword.
"It seems that this battle will never end." Someone said with emotion.
Given that Gu Fenghua is definitely not weaker than Gu Fenghua, Ye Wuse and others, and with the magic sword in his hand, I am afraid that all the envoys will not underestimate him. Sima Batian naturally did not dare to keep it, so he could only take action with all his strength.
Once he takes all his strength, he will naturally end up endlessly. The strong fight against each other, and life and death are on the verge of death. This sentence is not just a saying.
Sima Batian obviously did not dare to underestimate Gu Fenghua's sword, and slowly raised the crutch in his hand.
It’s time to take action! In the crowd on one side of the city wall, Changsun Luocang’s eyes trembled, and several disciples held the hilt of the sword.
It’s time to take action! In the crowd on the other side of the city wall, Wen Longyuan’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, and several elders and accompanying sect strong men also held the hilt of the sword.
The air seemed to solidify up and everyone's breathing became extremely heavy.
"One sword..." Finally, Gu Fenghua raised his long sword.
"Okay, you dare to do it. Do you really think no one can deal with you? Uncle Master, let these people be cleaned up. The disciples will go first to make it easier, and come back later to sway the flag to cheer for Uncle Master."
At this moment, Sima Batian suddenly shouted a few times, turned around and ran away.
What? There was a dead silence around, and everyone was stunned and confused, and even so shocked that they forgot to breathe.
After running, the old man actually ran away!
There was a dead silence above and below the city.