At this time, Gu Fenghua is the strong, and it is the weak. Although the gap in strength is so huge, don’t forget that for monsters, blood suppression is also part of the strength, and it is very important
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Could it be that the girl in front of her has the bloodline of the divine beast, and the purest and most noble bloodline of the divine beast?
With Huntian's confused mind at this moment, of course he couldn't understand this question. It just crawled on the ground, looked at Gu Fenghua in horror, letting blood rush on his head, quietly sliding down the stone stairs, and then
Slide.
For the strong, sometimes escaping is also a provocation. The weak who dare to do this are often torn to pieces, and they are watching themselves being torn to pieces alive.
If it weren't for chaos, he had the powerful bloodline of a ferocious beast and the strength of a half-step Taoist saint, he even felt that he should wash himself white and put himself on the fire, roasted with oil, salt and cumin with the other hand
It was fragrant, and it would be better to tear it apart and hand it in front of her.
Fear continued to spread, its whole body trembled, and every inch of its slid down the stone stairs, it seemed as if it had to use all its strength.
"It's not been many years since I left. Are the ferocious beasts so weak now?" A faint voice suddenly came from my ears, as if I were puzzled and sighing.
Huntian's whole body shook, and his hair stood upright.
It was him, it turned out to be him! At the same time as this sound came, the pressure from blood fell from the sky again.
Huntian finally understood that it was not Gu Fenghua who made him frightened and could not even feel at all resisting, but the owner of the voice.
However, this did not make it feel grateful, nor did it feel happy, but it made it even more frightened.
This time, it finally vaguely felt the other party's aura. It was a powerful thing than the top divine beast in the Heaven, and even a qi that could compete with the Emperor of Heaven!
"Aowu..." Huntian finally spoke, shouting loudly.
"Look, I know, Lord Huntian was just too careless just now, and Gu Fenghua succeeded by luck." Hearing this thrilling beast roar, Zheng Tengyuan, not far away, patted his chest and said with a long breath.
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Gu Fenghua's sword just now not only shocked the powerful people in the void, but also scared him and He Xinda very much. It was not until this time that he came to his senses.
They were still regretting that they should not have fought to the muddy water. When they heard the "roar" of Huntian, they felt relieved.
They were closer and could see Gu Fenghua's sword more clearly. In fact, they had long been puzzled: no matter how unexpected the sword power of the Supreme Saint Fourth Grade sword is, it would not be possible to hurt the powerful man of the dignified half-step Taoist saint.
Bar?
There is no doubt that Lord Huntian was careless just now.
If Gu Fenghua killed him with one sword just now, of course there is nothing to say, but unfortunately, her strength is still too weak after all. Since that sword cannot kill Huntian, then the damn person will naturally be her.
The anger of the dignified chaotic beast and the anger of the Half-Step Saint were not something that she could bear in her mere saint’s first-class.
In the void, Cao Fangyi and others also thought of this section and felt relieved. At the same time, they felt a little regret for Gu Fenghua: After all, they are too weak. Such a good chance to survive is right in front of them, and she can't even grasp it.
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Unfortunately, they all thought it was wrong. It was not Gu Fenghua who should really regret it, but them. Is that anger? Is that clearly a beast roar of fear? Is it good?