My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

No matter what, this archway of the sect was the result of their painstaking efforts, and it is estimated that for a long time in the future, Fen Tianzong will use it as a cover, so how can it be easily damaged, even if he doesn't want to make a move.

Seeing the helplessness on Yu Boqian's face, all the disciples of Chenhuo Sect had black lines on their heads, and they were so ashamed that they could hardly raise their heads.

"Pfft!" Ge Dongyang leaned in front of He Gantai, and was even more ashamed and indignant when he heard Yu Boqian's words. He raised his head and spurted a mouthful of old blood, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

"Uncle Master!"

"Old Ancestor..." He Gantai and a group of Chen Huo Sect disciples didn't care about the embarrassment, they rushed forward, quickly pried open Ge Dongyang's mouth, and stuffed holy pills into it like cramming ducks.

"Old Ancestor, you must be careful. If something happens to you, what should our Chenhuo Sect do?" While cramming, He Gantai and the others muttered to themselves in a crying voice.

Everyone in the Chenhuo Sect was in a gloomy mood, but at the Qingyang Sect, everyone looked at each other with a bit of bewilderment in their eyes. Seeing Chenhuozong's menacing appearance earlier, seeing Ge Dongyang Chenhuo ancestor's superior posture, and being intimidated by his prestige, everyone secretly broke into a cold sweat, and even prepared to fight to the death.

Who would have thought that the old man would be so vulnerable in front of Gu Fenghua. Seeing the bloodshot old teeth not far away, they all felt their gums sore... Well, I have to say, although this old man is not young, his teeth are not bad.

Fatty Bai and Luo Enen looked frustrated. They prepared desperately for several times in a row, and their holy energy was running to the extreme, but every time they couldn't wait for them to make a move, the old man was sent flying by Gu Fenghua's sword. This feeling of holding back all your strength and having nowhere to go is really uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Noticing the frustration on the faces of the two, Gu Fenghua could only helplessly spread his hands.

Of course, she could also understand how uncomfortable it is to feel exhausted but have nowhere to go, but there is no way, the old man in front of her is too weak, and there is no chance for the two of them to help.

With this sword, she finally confirmed that Ge Dongyang's cultivation was indeed the third rank of the Heavenly Saint, and he had no suppressive strength at all before. What's more, apart from the fact that this old man's cultivation level is one level higher than He Qiantai's, he is actually not very good in terms of palm skills and sword skills. This is also the reason why she was able to win easily.

To put it bluntly, this old man is a pretender.

Gu Fenghua couldn't figure it out even more. He had practiced for thousands of years, but he was only the third rank of the Heavenly Sage. Then what kind of strength should he be in those days? How could it be impossible for him to be stronger than now? With his strength, how could it be possible to defeat other middle-rank sects and team up, and how could it be possible to draw with the masters of the Holy Sect?

"Angry scares the old man, angry scares the old man, I think this old man is at odds with you, if you don't like it, it's up to me!" Under the emergency treatment of He Gandao and others, Ge Dongyang finally woke up leisurely. Without waiting for them to ask about their health, they jumped up, pointed at Gu Fenghua and cursed.

It's a pity that the upper and lower front teeth were all blown away, and the air leaked all the time while speaking, and the momentum was far worse than before.

"Uncle Master, why don't you just forget about it." He Gantai grabbed Ge Dongyang's sleeve, persuading him tremblingly.

Looking at the open gap between his uncle's front teeth, his gums began to feel sore again, and the scene of being brutally bullied also reappeared in his mind. If it weren't for the presence of so many elite disciples of the sect, and the presence of his master and uncle, he would have been out of the way a long time ago, how could he have stayed until now.