My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Gu Fenghua knew the details of Luo Enen, but Chang Wanfa and the others knew nothing about it. They only remembered that she had not reached the realm of Heavenly Saint when she left Nanli Sect. Even if she was promoted to Heavenly Saint now, she would not be too strong. , how could he be an opponent of the third grade Tiansheng.

"Little Junior Sister (Junior Junior Uncle), be careful!" When he exclaimed, several people's hearts were in their throats.

Hearing Luo Enen's words, the third elder of the Mad Sword Sect turned red with anger, but his sword power was slightly weaker. The lord of the sect had previously bowed his head to Gu Fenghua and the others, obviously because he was wary, and he did not dare to kill them lightly. Judging from what Luo Enen said, her cultivation level should be much lower than that of Gu Fenghua, so it would be better to leave some room to spare.

"No need to hold back!" Seeing the hesitation in the third elder's heart, Pang Aoting shouted coldly.

Yes, he was wary of Gu Fenghua and the others, but since he had already taken action, he must not be merciful and do not have to cut off the roots, otherwise there would be consequences.

Hearing what Pang Aoting said, the third elder's doubts were all gone. He no longer cared about Luo Enen's life and death, and slashed out with his sword with all his strength.

"Dead, this dead girl is dead!"

"You actually come here to seek death. There are still such ignorant people in the world!" All the disciples of the Crazy Blade Sect shook their heads secretly, and there was even a bit of pity in their eyes when they looked at Luo Enen.

The third-grade Tiansheng, the sect leader is a strong person of the third-grade Tiansheng! Seeing the domineering and mad energy of the third elder that looked like a sword, they all looked up to the mountains with their hearts drawn, as if they had seen the legendary god descending to earth.

"Go to hell!" Feeling the reverence and even awe of the disciples, the third elder became even more energetic. He didn't forget to yell while slashing out his long sword.

"Boom!" The roar was earth-shattering, like thunder, which made people's eardrums numb. As a result, the eyes of the disciples of the Mad Sword Sect became even more awed... Wait, no, that's not the roar of the third elder. , it was clearly a sound of thunder.

Before they could realize what was going on, they saw five rays of lightning falling from the sky at the same time, and five identical Luo En'en appeared out of thin air. At the same time, they held long swords and slashed towards the third elder.

The third elder's sword light, which seemed to open up the world, was directly smashed into pieces by the swords of the six Luo Enen, turning into a stream of light and disappearing between the heaven and the earth, and five thunders fell on him at the same time in no particular order.

Before he even had time to let out a muffled groan, the third elder's burly body, like a god descending from the earth, flew straight out as if it had been hit by a boulder dropped by a trebuchet.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the third elder hit the hard stone wall. With a sudden pause, he fell like a meteor.

All the disciples of the Mad Sword Sect were stunned by the scene in front of them, and there was deathly silence all around. Only the last word "death" from the third elder was still lingering, echoing in the mountains for a long time.

With one sword, just one sword, the arrogant third elder was defeated by Luo Enen. He was defeated so cleanly that he had no power to resist at all.

Not to mention outsiders, even the two elders Chang Qiu, Han Yangshu and Chang Yingrong were stunned and couldn't figure it out. It hadn't been long since they left Nanli Sect. How could Luo Enen's strength change? So terrifying.

Luo Enen's sword victory was so fast and so unexpected that no one could see clearly how she made the move, let alone the holy bead flashing between her eyebrows, or even her I don’t know what the true level of cultivation is, and I can only use the word horror to describe it.