She knew that in the face of such a strong man, any coercion and inducement was useless. If he was willing to say something, he might not have to talk nonsense, and he would tell everything, but if he refused to say it, then no matter what means he used
, don't even think of asking for an answer.
Since that's the case, there is no need for her to talk too much.
"Okay, okay, I want to see what you want to take my life." Tuoba Longcheng said two words "good" in a row, with a heavy murderous intent in his eyes.
"Don't you find it strange? Since I knew that you had used magic weapons to hide your body and your vitality was greatly damaged, and that sword was also very injured. Not taking action is to heal the wound, so why am I not in a hurry to do it?
After all, I am also a top-level powerful man at the ninth level of the Emperor Saint. How could he miss such an opportunity? Do you think I am really that stupid?" Gu Fenghua said, slowly raising his long sword.
Duanmu Lin Xiu and others were in a daze, but when they heard this, they felt aroused: Yes, since Lord Saint Witch knew that Tuoba Longcheng was delaying time to heal his wounds, why didn’t he rush to do it? Could it be that she was preparing a killer weapon?
However, at a disadvantage in all respects, what a powerful killer weapon is needed to kill Tuoba Long City?
The sneer on Tuoba Longcheng's face disappeared, and his expression became extremely solemn.
Although no matter how he thought, he could not think of any chance of Gu Fenghua turning defeat into victory when Luo Enen and others were unable to take action due to injury and holding the saints of his ancestors, there was an unprecedented opportunity at this moment.
The uneasiness is overwhelming in my heart.
"No, I must kill her as soon as possible and no more chances!" Tuoba Longcheng did not care about healing his wounds and stabbed Gu Fenghua with a decisive sword.
Nine golden holy beads emerged, and the meridians on his forehead and arms were highlighted again, as if they could be exploded by the surging holy energy at any time. The restriction of heaven and earth came, and his strength once again crossed the peak of the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint.
limit.
The sword light trembled and pierced through the space, and even the slender and ancient sword body showed cracks.
Although he heard Gu Fenghua speak confidently and calmly, he felt the pressure of the powerful man who surpassed the limit in Tuoba Long City, and the whine of the long sword, Duanmu Lin Xiu and others still felt the hearts of Duanmu Lin Xiu in his throat.
At this moment, a blood-red light suddenly flashed in the air, and a strange little flower appeared out of thin air.
The petals are soft and slightly curled, like blood and fire. They are pure, beautiful, but also weird.
Just take a look at it, people can no longer look away, and even their minds can't help but immerse themselves in it.
This is... Duanmu Linxiu and Ji Mingfeng opened their mouths, as if they wanted to exclaim, but before they could make a sound, a crisp and high-pitched singing came from their ears.
"Ah...oh...ah...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah stuffed li, a knife, a big knife, a big knife..." Still familiar
Recipe, familiar flavor.
But this time, the taste is stronger and more delicious. It is not that it is tasted, but that it is penetrated into the brain - the magic sound enters the brain.
The singing invades the brain and soul through the eardrums, as if big pears hit the heart heavily, as if big swords slashed the soul.
"Pu" one of the ancient witch tribesmen fell to the ground. "Pu" another one of the ancient witch tribesmen fell to the ground. "Pu" one of the ancient witch tribesmen fell to the ground. "Pu" one of the ancient witch tribesmen fell to the ground.
Tuoba Longcheng's hand holding the hilt trembled violently, but the condensed holy energy could not penetrate the sword. Cracks were constantly spreading on the ancient sword.