"Who deserves to let him put such a heavy penis before?" The fat white shook his head and agreed with Luo Enen's words.
"This is called good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded. It is not that there is no reward, and the time has not come." Ye Wuse smiled indifferently.
Although the competition has not started yet, several people have already seen the tragic ending of this young man, because they know that Gu Fenghua, who has transformed into a delicate little white flower, is the most terrifying Gu Fenghua!
The sweeter she smiled, the more miserable the person on the other side would die!
"Guanghua Temple, Feng Qingyue..." When he came to Gu Fenghua, the young man stroked his chest with one hand and held the sword with the other hand, and performed the ceremony of a saint master. According to the rules of the saint master, this is respect for his opponent and also for himself.
respect.
"No need to register, no one will remember you anyway." Gu Fenghua did not return the gift, but just said lightly.
"What did you say?" Feng Qingyue's face changed.
"I said, after today, no one will remember you anymore, so there is no need to be so troublesome." Gu Fenghua explained. Looking at Feng Qingyue's gaze was like looking at a dead person, or a dead dog.
"Gu Fenghua, don't think that defeating Luo Changfeng can be so arrogant. Today I will let you see my Feng Qingyue's strength!" Although Feng Qingyue's strength is slightly inferior to Luo Changfeng, he is also the leader of the younger generation in Guanghua Temple. He has never been looked down upon by others so much.
After that, he was furious.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingyue drew out his long sword and stabbed Gu Fenghua in his chest.
Even though he was angry, he did not lose his composure. This sword poured in all the holy energy and mind of his soul 5th grade. As soon as the sword force came out, a blue sword shadow turned into a stream of light.
However, unlike the sword light of an ordinary saint, this sword shadow flowing light is not a straight line, but is curved and curved, as strange as a poisonous snake wandering among the grass, but it is as fast as lightning.
If you condense your spiritual thoughts and sense them carefully, you will also find that the sword's stadium is not only strange, but also has a fast and slow speed. It contains many crises, which makes people unable to prevent it.
Of course, in the battle situation, as his opponent, he has no time to sense these things carefully.
Although after Gu Fenghua defeated Luo Changfeng, everyone in Xinghua Temple was energetic and their confidence in Gu Fenghua increased greatly, at this moment, when they saw Feng Qingyue's sword shadow like a poisonous snake again, their hearts were still fierce
As he tightened, there was a little more worry in his eyes when he looked at Gu Fenghua.
Previously, several Xinghua Shengxiu, including Xie Youran, were defeated by Feng Qingyue's sword.
This sword was too weird and too fast. Not to mention being in a battle situation, even if they were watching, they would not think of any way to crack it, and they would not even be able to avoid it.
"A sword shocked the world!" Just as everyone was secretly worried, Gu Fenghua's sword sheath was slashed out again.
The heaven and earth shook again, and the wind and clouds changed again.
"Ah!" With a scream, Feng Qingyue had already fallen on the stage, and the long sword in his hand was broken into two pieces. Blood was slowly oozing out from under him, and his entire body and limbs were all in a strange way.
The posture was twisted like a cooked shrimp.
As a saint, he is of course familiar with the meridians of the human body. Everyone can see that Gu Fenghua's sword not only seriously injured Feng Qingyue's internal organs, but also shattered the meridians of his body. It was not broken, but all the
It was broken, so he was twisted into this way, which also means that Feng Qingyue's cultivation was completely ruined and there was no hope of healing.