You should know that Fang Tianyou has learned the Thousand Heavy Swords of Fengyun. Not to mention in Xinghua Temple, even if it is placed in Guanghua Temple, he can be called the top power among the younger generation. If it weren't for the Lord of the Palace to prepare for the future, he would have let him go long ago.
He had carefully comprehended the Fengyun Thousand Swords of the Fang family, but it was difficult for him to defeat it.
Can a mere disciple from Piaoyun Valley be stronger than Fang Tianyou?
Not only him, but even the holy cultivator from Xinghua Temple in the audience was instantly lost.
Witnessing Fang Tianyou's miserable defeat with his own eyes, everyone's hearts fell into the ice valley. Even those who were originally excited and even prepared to fight to the death for the honor and dignity of Xinghua Temple were completely cold.
Strong, the young man in Guanghua Temple is really too strong. Even Fang Tianyou, who has learned the Fengyun Thousand Swords, is irresistible in front of him, and has no power to fight back. What can they do if they fight to the death?
It’s just that it’s just that it brings greater shame to Xinghua Temple.
For a moment, everyone was depressed and could not feel any desire to fight.
Who would have thought that Gu Fenghua would stand up at this time?
Her tone was so calm, but her expression was so confident.
Looking at that exquisite and beautiful face, everyone couldn't help but think of the snow lotus growing on the cliff of thousands of feet. It seemed weak, but let the wind be as cold as ice and let the snow float for thousands of miles, but she still swayed in the wind and never surrendered.
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Everyone's eyes were involuntarily showing respect.
"Which is the first one just now?" Gu Fenghua asked suddenly. On the way back, she heard the middle-aged man say that there were ten competitions between Xinghua Temple and Guanghua Temple, but she didn't know that now
The first game has arrived.
"The Seventh Game." said a holy cultivator.
"That is to say, there are three more games left, it's his turn when you get rid of it." Gu Fenghua said, pointing to a young disciple of Guanghua Temple below the stage. The man was tall and thin, with gloomy eyes.
It's easy to debate.
She had long recognized that the young man on the stage was not the one who defeated Xie Youran just now. The one who defeated him was the young man with a gloomy look who had stepped down to rest.
After all, Xie Youran and others are not weak. Even if the Guanghua Temple is prepared this time, it is impossible to defeat them all by just one person, and he will be exhausted to death.
Although the man had already finished the competition, Gu Fenghua hated him for vicious actions, so how could he be spared easily?
"What a big sigh!" The young man with sinister eyes snorted coldly, looked at Gu Fenghua, showing contempt.
"Hahahaha, I thought I, Luo Changfeng, was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect that there was something more arrogant in the world than me. I just don't know if you have the capital to be arrogant?" The young man opposite was obviously angry with Gu Fenghua, but he was
I laughed in anger.
"You will know soon if you have this capital, draw your sword." Gu Fenghua said calmly.
"You don't have that qualification." Luo Changfeng said confidently.
He was still holding the long sword, just like he had fought with Fang Tianyou before, lazy and had no intention of drawing the sword.
In fact, his words were even more arrogant, but at this moment, no one felt that he was arrogant, but instead he had a sense of grandeur.
Because, he does have arrogant capital!
He defeated two saint cultivators in Xinghua Temple in succession, but he did not draw his sword, and then fought against Fang Tianyou. Even Fang Tianyou, who had learned the Fengyun Thousand Swords, still did not draw his sword.