My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Taking pictures of Ge Dongyang twice in a row, let alone outsiders were inexplicably surprised, even she herself felt confused. At the beginning, she thought it was the old man deliberately suppressing his strength for the sake of face, but after being slapped away by her sword, he didn't have any face at all, so he should go all out for the second time.

But the second time he struck, the holy bead between his eyebrows didn't change at all, it was still the third rank of Tiansheng, so he was sent flying again without any suspense. In desperation, the old man lost both face and lining, pulled out his long sword and put on a desperate posture, but what puzzled Gu Fenghua was that there were still only three holy beads shining between his brows, because his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and he was dizzy because of the previous two injuries, and his cultivation level was even weaker than the previous two times.

Could it be that this old man's true cultivation is the third rank of Heavenly Sage? With such strength alone, how could it be possible to defeat other middle-rank sects and join forces, and how could it be possible to fight on equal terms with the strong ones of the Holy Sect? Gu Fenghua couldn't even figure it out. Deliberately wanting to test the old man's true strength, so this time, she did not let Lornen and Fatty Bai make a move.

Of course, just to be on the safe side, she still made cheap preparations.

The sword light passed by, and there were dazzling fire lights, and Ge Dongyang's thin figure seemed much taller, but he had a bit of the majesty of a generation of strong men.

"Little girl who doesn't know how to live or die, I wanted to let you live. From now on, I will serve my Chen Huozong and give you a chance to become famous and famous. You don't know how to cherish it, and I don't need to..." It can be seen that Ge Dongyang is also very satisfied with his sword.

Of course, this is also understandable. The dignified ancestor of the Chenhuo Sect, the existence that countless disciples of the sect can only look up to, was slapped away by a young junior one after another, and his face was beaten into a pig's head.

But unfortunately, it was obviously not the right time for his harsh words. Before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar crisp sound of "pop", and then saw his head tilted and his mouth pouted, spit out a mouthful of bloody teeth, and the whole person flew out again.

Because this sword strikes too quickly, the castration is also faster.

"Old Ancestor, be careful, be careful!" Seeing the Ancestor flying towards the Qingyang Sect's arch like an arrow, all the disciples of the Chenhuo Sect exclaimed, but the Ancestor's defeat was so sudden and flying so fast, they were too late to rescue him.

At the critical moment, two figures soared into the air at the same time, one of them caught Ge Dongyang, and the other took advantage of the situation to support him with both palms behind his back. Only then did the power of Gu Fenghua's sword disappear, and several of them also fell to the ground at the same time.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was He Gantai who flew to catch Ge Dongyang, and it was Yu Boqian who helped to neutralize the power of the sword.

He Gantai is the lord of Chenhuo Sect, and also a disciple of Ge Dongyang's younger generation. It's normal for him to rescue him, but Yu Boqian is the lord of Qingyang Sect. Not to mention the disciples of the Chenhuo Sect, even the disciples of the Qingyang Sect had doubts on their faces.

"I didn't want to help him, I was afraid that he would knock down our Zongmen archway. No matter how strong this archway is, it can't be knocked down again and again." Yu Boqian spread his hands and said helplessly.