Although Gu Fenghua is strong and has two monster pets, one plant and one beast, he may not be able to be stronger than Fang Tianyou who has comprehended the Fengyun Thousand Swords. Is she really qualified to let Luo Changfeng draw his sword?
By the way, Gu Fenghua had just been to Zichen Hall and should have entered the Seventh Hall, but each hall only stayed for a few days, and only stayed in the last Seventh Hall for seven days, for such a short time,
Even if she has more insights, how much can her cultivation improve?
Thinking of this, their already excited mood fell down again and began to worry about Gu Fenghua.
"Fenghua, why not forget it."
"Fenghua, don't be reckless!" Two sounds of gathering and transmitting sounds in Fenghua's ears at the same time. One comes from Xie Huaiyuan and the other comes from Fang Shibao.
Not only the young holy cultivators in the audience, but even they were all worried.
If they have normal competitions, they will lose, and at most they will be injured. However, the Guanghua Temple is prepared this time, and it is clearly the idea of cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot. They don’t want Gu Fenghua to have any more accidents.
"Don't worry, I'm very sure." Gu Fenghua gathered his energy to transmit his voice, and said to the two with confidence.
It would be fine for Xie Huaiyuan, but Fang Shibo's concern really surprised and moved her.
Xie Huaiyuan and Fang Shibo had long seen that Gu Fenghua was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, with a firm mind. He was never as soft as a helpless little white flower as he looked on the surface. He also knew that she was so delicate and was definitely not a reckless person.
He joked about his own cultivation, so he no longer advised him.
Gu Fenghua gathered his mind, stared at Luo Changfeng, and slowly raised his sword.
Although even the sword and sheath are wrapped in the silk cloth, if you look closely, divine lights like stars still faintly emerge from the gaps of the silk cloth.
Luo Enen, the fat white man, Ye Wuse and others were excited and looking at Gu Fenghua in anticipation.
Everyone thought that they had only been in the seventh hall of Zichen Hall for seven days, but they knew that entering the realm of the Sacred Heart of Heaven and Man was only seven days, but for Gu Fenghua, it was equivalent to practicing for ten years.
Not only has the cultivation level been improved to the third level of the Soul Saint, but his understanding of the Eight Swords Guiyuan will inevitably be further improved.
So now, how powerful should her real combat power be?
"Gu Fenghua, let me see what amazing things are in your Piaoyun Gu Juexu, and you dare to be so arrogant." Unfortunately, Luo Changfeng didn't know these things, and he still held the sword in his arms and said arrogantly.
I have to admit that this guy's posture of holding the long sword looks free and unrestrained, with a bit of the legendary Madman's sword hidden style. The Xinghua Shengxiu was even more worried.
"Has anyone ever told you something?" Gu Fenghua asked suddenly.
"What do you mean?" Luo Changfeng didn't expect that Gu Fenghua would still be in the mood to chat with him at this time, and was slightly stunned.
"Pretending x, you're struck by lightning!" As soon as Gu Fenghua finished speaking, the long sword was slashed out.
The sword light shocked the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color!
Even if there are layers of silk cloth, it cannot cover the white sword energy divine light. The entire sky is shrouded in the dazzling sword light, as if it breaks through it, and as if everything in the world will be destroyed by this sword.
under.
Luo Changfeng never expected that Gu Fenghua's sword would have such power. In horror, his face turned pale and colorless, and there was no freedom or unruly at all.