My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Hmph, the light of rice grains dares to compete with the sun and the moon." Seeing this sword strike far surpassing Gu Fenghua's own cultivation level again, Niu Qianding just let out a cold snort.

Stunning is amazing, but even if it is a real fifth-rank Tiansheng, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the eighth-rank Tiansheng. He still has enough self-confidence and enough arrogance.

The two sword glows are getting closer and closer, and the sneer at the corner of Niu Qianding's mouth is becoming more and more cruel and merciless—the way of cultivation is inherently so cruel, and with the tens of thousands of years of Wuji Shengtian's history, how many so-called geniuses are short-lived, like meteors falling, how could he have any compassion for Gu Fenghua and the others.

Suddenly, his eyes froze sharply. A pill furnace with a simple and simple shape appeared out of thin air and fell towards him. Although the divine light was restrained, with his eighth-rank cultivation base of the Heavenly Sage, he could still clearly perceive the aura in it.

Artifact, this is an artifact! ! !

Niu Qianding never dreamed that Gu Fenghua had a divine weapon on him, and his expression suddenly changed.

As the master of a sect and a teacher from a famous family, his eyesight is not bad, and he can tell at a glance that this Yaomu cauldron is not only a divine weapon, but also much stronger than most of the so-called divine weapons in the world—after all, most of the existing divine weapons in Wuji Shengtian are handed down from ancient times. Not only are they seriously damaged, but even the original refining method has been lost and cannot be repaired at all. However, Gu Fenghua's Yaomu tripod was made by Gui Yezi, and after several times of tempering by Gu Fenghua, it can be said to be intact, and its power is naturally incomparable.

He also couldn't care about Gu Fenghua and the others, and his sword changed, and he slashed towards the Yaomu cauldron in mid-air.

"Om..." The sword light fell, and there was a buzzing sound like the long ringing of an ancient bell, and the Yaomu cauldron flew back backwards in a whirl.

And the sword that Gu Fenghua and the others concentrated on fell on Niu Qianding's chest at this moment.

This time, it was Niu Qianding's turn to hide from the inevitable, so he could only grit his teeth, forcefully gather the holy energy, and condense it into a shield to block his chest.

It's a pity that the first palm was too light on the enemy, and his meridians were injured. After seeing the concentrated sword power of Gu Fenghua and the others, although he paid more attention to it and drew out the long sword, from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't pay attention to their Heavenly Sage first-rank cultivation, so the sword just now was unreserved.

Careless, really careless! Since others dare to come to Yuchizong to save people, how can they have nothing to rely on! Niu Qianding was filled with remorse.

Fortunately, no matter how strong the opponent's sword is, it is only comparable to the fifth rank of Tiansheng. Even if it can break through his holy energy shield, it cannot hurt his life. And even if he is seriously injured, he is still sure to seriously injure his opponent. Thinking of this in his heart, Niu Qianding's eyes became more murderous.

It's a pity that he thought too well, and also thought Gu Fenghua and the others too simply.

"Zheng..." The moment the sword light fell on his chest, a zither sounded.

The sound of the piano is so melodious and long-lasting, so ethereal and euphemistic, but it also implies the killing of the Golden Gobi Iron Horse.

With the sound of the piano, a hazy shadow of fire also floated in the air, like a singing firebird.