My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

To be honest, he was really worried when Gu Fenghua revealed the details earlier. Since the other party dares to challenge him, he has the confidence to challenge him. A few young people are enough. No matter how strong they are, there are limits. However, he is deeply afraid of the two elders of Nanli Sect.

With his age, he certainly knows the name of Nanli Sect as the Holy Sect in the past. Even though it has been declining over the years, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. These two old men cannot underestimate it.

It wasn't until he actually started to take action that he discovered that the two old men were just pretending to be Heavenly Saints. On the contrary, the cultivation of those young people was far stronger than him, especially the girl in the lead, who actually reached the fifth level of Heavenly Saints. . Even if we look at Wuji Shengtian's tens of thousands of years of history, at this age and with this kind of cultivation, he can definitely be regarded as a strong person.

But the so-called strong ones are only for those two incompetent old men. For him, they are still too weak, too weak.

The ancestor of Mangshan even wondered if he should take back some of his holy energy, otherwise if he accidentally destroyed the Xuanxu withered grass, he would lose more than he gained.

Soon, he knew that he had thought too much, really too much.

The four sword lights merged into one. The dark night sky seemed to be split open by this sword light.

Heavenly Saint Ninth Grade! The expression of the ancestor of Mangshan changed greatly.

Even though he had gone through so much trouble to re-condensate the Emperor's Holy Pearl, he knew very well that the last time he was injured by Wu Dingjun was too serious, and the strength he could exert at this time was actually only the ninth grade of the Heavenly Saint. That’s all!

They are obviously only at the fourth and fifth level of the Heavenly Saint. How can they have the sword power of the ninth-grade Heavenly Saint with one sword? There is such a combined holy skill in the world! How did he know that the swords of Gu Fenghua and others not only contained the holy energy and spiritual thoughts that they exerted with all their strength, but also contained the power of the phoenix and divine bird!

Like everyone who saw Gu Fenghua and others concentrating their minds to strike a sword for the first time, the Mangshan ancestor was so shocked that he lost consciousness for a moment.

There is no room for distraction in the battle between the strong! Just when the ancestor of Mangshan was inexplicably shocked, the sword light had already struck hard on the wooden staff.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the ancestor of Mangshan flew out with his staff. While in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

While you are sick, I will kill you! After a successful blow, Gu Fenghua and the others certainly wouldn't give him a chance to breathe. Before the Mangshan Ancestor landed, they struck him with another sword.

The ancestor of Mangshan was careless and was struck by Gu Fenghua and others' swords, which injured his meridians and internal organs. Although it was not fatal, the movement of the holy energy was inevitably affected. He was unable to fight back and could only hold the wooden staff horizontally above his head.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, he was knocked out again.

Gu Fenghua and the others followed him like a shadow, attacking with one sword after another.

Although the opponent was injured and could not display the true strength of the second-grade Emperor Saint, the strength of the ninth-grade Heavenly Saint was still far superior to them. If he could not kill him in one go, he would definitely be the unlucky one in the end.

In the silent valley, there were muffled sounds of metal and wood striking each other. In the blink of an eye, Gu Fenghua and others had already struck out more than ten swords. The ancestor of Mangshan lost his first move and couldn't find any chance to counterattack. He was shocked by the concentrated sword and flew back continuously, and kept saying " Blood gushed out from his body, and even the white beard under his chin was dyed red.

Looking at this posture, he shouldn't be able to hold on for long.

However, he can't hold on for long, and Gu Fenghua and others may not be able to hold on for long either.

Although they seemed to have the absolute upper hand, they used all their strength to strike out with each sword, and the holy energy in their bodies also poured out like a flood. Even if they continued to take the holy pill, the recovery speed could not match the consumption speed.