In the holy realm of Fujitian, their minds were confused and they could not even use their holy energy. In their opinion, even if the powerful man who transformed into the ninth level of the Holy Realm was trapped in this holy realm like the underworld, he would probably have to wait for death.
But Gu Fenghua can still take action.
Not only did she take action, Gu Fenghua's sword was not affected at all, and there was even a sudden smile on her face.
It turns out that Qihui can be used like this.
Since she experienced the experience of Demon Heart Valley, she has been thinking about how the seven emotions can condense into the sword intent, but she has never come up with the trick.
At this time, she was in the holy realm of Fujitian. All kinds of emotions surged, angry, worried, thoughtful, sad, fearful, and shocked again. She suddenly had a trace of enlightenment and knew where the problem was.
Although her eight swords are a sword skill tailored for her by her father, it is ultimately her father's cultivation insight, not her. Only by having her own way can she condense the seven emotions into the sword intent
In fact, if she has her own way, she can not only condense the seven emotions in the sword intent, but also condense any way of heaven and earth in it.
However, now is obviously not the time to comprehend the sword. The most urgent task is to deal with the sword of Fu Jitian first.
Others cannot understand the seven emotions, and they can't help but bully the heavens, which are like the underworld, but they can't help but Gu Fenghua.
Don’t forget that when she was in Wuji Holy Heaven, she tempered her soul with the Seven Emotions Tree. After coming to Wushangtian, she easily passed the experience of Demon Heart Valley.
Just a little lost, Gu Fenghua immediately recovered from his slightest regaining consciousness and slashed out with a quick sword!
The dazzling sword light cut through the darkness and slashed violently with the pitch-black sword light in the air.
Most of the saint energy of the generals in the Heavenly Realm are poured into the holy realm. The power contained in the long sword itself is quite insufficient. At most, it is only equivalent to the peak of the fifth-level Saint Transformation. How can Gu Fenghua kill him with all his strength?
A sword that was drawn.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, the dark sword light broke, and the ancient divine sword behind it also retreated suddenly, and a muffled groan also sounded.
The next moment, the holy land will be broken.
It was as if the morning sun was rising, the morning light shone, dispelling the darkness, and the gray sky appeared in front of us again, and Fu Jitian's slightly pale face also appeared in front of us.
There was a dead silence around, and everyone was stunned. Ning Qingshu and others' smiles were completely frozen on their faces.
In this sword, Fu Jitian not only failed to kill Gu Fenghua, but was stabbed through the holy realm with her sword. Seeing that he was still injured, how could this be possible?
The hallucination must be an illusion! Ning Qingshu and others rubbed their eyes hard, and could not believe everything they saw with their own eyes.
"You lost!" Unfortunately, Gu Fenghua's understatement broke all their fantasies.
Lost, Fujiu Naive lost.
He is a powerful man of the eighth-level transformation of the Saint, and is the successor of the King of the Mirror. How could he lose to Gu Fenghua, who was only from the sixth-level transformation of the Saint, and was only from the ordinary Taoist temple?
Looking at Gu Fenghua in a daze, Lin Yujing and others were all happy, and the huge rock pressing on their hearts finally landed on the ground.
Looking at Fu Jitian blankly, Ning Qingshu and others had a strange expression: Could it be that this little king is just a false reputation? But it is not right. They have experienced the horror of the holy realm just now.
How could it be that it is just a false reputation?
Or maybe he is the only one who is strong in the Holy Land. If he cannot rely on the Holy Land to win, he can only let others squeeze him?
"No, it's impossible, how could you be able to break my seven-emotional holy realm!" Fu Jitian was deeply stinged by their suspicious eyes.