The wall behind Fu Longxin was shaken out of a pit. The thin figure was stuck in the pit and could not get out of it. He was spitting blood in his mouth. The meridians on his body were ruptured, and thin blood oozing out, which made the body of kudzu.
The clothes were soaked in blood.
Behind him, Li Lie was completely stunned.
Originally, he thought that with his own strength, even if he singled out Gu Fenghua and others, he would not have no chance of winning. But when he saw this scene in front of him, he realized that he had completely overestimated himself. This is the peak of the Ninth-grade Emperor Saint.
The sword is not something he, the eighth-level Emperor Saint, can withstand. Just one sword, Gu Fenghua and others can kill him, and even make him die of death without a place to be buried.
He finally understood that when Gu Fenghua asked him to accept the Nine Yang Emperor's Vein Pill, he said, "This old man is too strong, we are not an opponent." So, it was obvious that he was gilded on his face and made him feel relieved.
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Thanksgiving, ashamed, all kinds of emotions came to my heart, Li Lie felt ashamed.
"Boom!" A few dull sounds suddenly came from beside him.
The three Sacred Heart puppets were either crushed by the core weapon array or exhausted the power of the weapon spirit, and finally fell down with a bang. The remaining three Sacred Heart puppets were already scarred, so they could only deal with the three monarchs. Of course,
I couldn't hold on for too long and fell down soon.
Gu Fenghua and his friends looked out of the corner of their eyes and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Because weapon refiners are more difficult to practice and have slower progress, under the same cultivation level, they often have a firmer foundation than ordinary saints. This is fully reflected in Fu Longxin.
Although the old man was seriously injured under their storm-like continuous attacks, he never died. This tenacious vitality is probably not under any envoy. Xiaoqiang, who is said to be unable to be killed, is absolutely nothing to do.
Their sacred energy was consumed quickly and they could not hold on. Fortunately, Shangguan Haochen and others finally got rid of the entanglement of the six Sacred Heart puppets, and they could finally take a breath.
They breathed a sigh of relief, but when Fu Longxin's face changed drastically when he saw the last three Saint Heart puppets fall down.
I originally thought I could hold on until Gu Fenghua and others exhausted their holy energy, but I didn't expect that Gu Fenghua and others were fine, but the six holy heart puppets fell one after another.
Faced with the joint sword of Gu Fenghua and others, he could still support it and have a glimmer of hope, but when Shangguan Haochen and others freed up their hands, they didn't have to think about what the result was. It was not just the Emperor Shengjiu
A strong man of the peak is a terrifying existence that surpasses the peak.
"Ah..." Fu Longxin didn't dare to delay any longer. Just as the last Sacred Heart puppet fell, he suddenly let out a long roar and rushed out with a sword that gathered its mind and concentrated.
"Ka!" The sword light fell, and the long sword in Fu Longxin's hand shattered from it. The next moment, the right arm holding the long sword was also broken with shoulder-to-shoulder breaking, and another blood spurt scattered.
With the loss of a protective holy sword and breaking an arm, Fu Longxin finally escaped from the sword light, endured the pain and rushed towards the fire in the center of the Ice Palace.
Gu Fenghua and others never expected that Fu Longxin would have the determination to cut off his arm. When he wanted to return the sword and slash it again, it was too late.
Shangguan Haochen, Li Canyang and Nie Shitian obviously did not expect Fu Longxin to be so determined. Although he flew to stop him, he was half a step slower.
However, watching Fu Longxin fly into the ball of fire, everyone is not too worried.