My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

However, the location of this small courtyard is special, and he has specially sent people to guard it. Anyone with a little bit of eyesight can guess that it is specially prepared for the disciples of Qingqiu Junshi. How could Qi Zongwang not guess it?

Little did he know that Qi Zongwang was looking for revenge against Gu Fenghua, and he had always wanted to please Aotian Junshi. He could kill two birds with one stone. With Aotian Junshi's support, he had nothing to fear. Naturally, he didn't need to be too afraid of Qingqiu Junshi's registered disciples.

For a moment, Fu Guanyun felt so confused that he had no time to stop Qi Zongwang.

Shi Yanying was also shocked. He was already resentful of Gu Fenghua because of Xia Yiwen. Just now he saw her being so "arrogant" and disapproving of the information they had worked so hard to explore and compile. He felt even more resentful. I wish she had suffered a little and learned a lesson. However, it was related to the life and death of Tianyun Sword Sect. He never wanted Gu Fenghua to suffer in the Chengyun Competition, and he did not want her to be taught a lesson before the competition.

Subconsciously, Shi Yingyan stretched out his hand to the hilt of the sword, and Shang Kangran on the other side reached out to draw the sword without hesitation.

However, before they could draw their swords, an invisible force came over like a huge wave. The two of them were unable to resist it. They were shocked by the force and retreated repeatedly. They did not stop until their backs hit the courtyard wall. .

Stabilizing their bodies, both of them looked horrified. I saw an illusory palm shadow more than three feet wide, slapping Gu Fenghua and others head-on, sealing them tightly from front to back, left and right, giving them no chance to escape.

Three golden holy beads also appeared on Qi Zongwang's forehead.

Third-grade Emperor Saint, this is certainly not Qi Zongwang's true strength. Although he had the support of Lord Aotian, he did not dare to use all his strength, so he had to save some face for Lord Qingqiu. However, even if he suppresses his cultivation to the third level of Emperor Saint, he still has absolute confidence to completely abolish the cultivation of Gu Fenghua and others. As for whether they can save their lives, it depends on their luck. Qi Zongwang's old face like chicken skin showed a ruthless sneer.

Seeing such a sneer, Shi Yingyan and Shang Kangran's hands and feet were cold. Although Fu Guanyun couldn't see Qi Zongwang's face, he could still feel the cruelty of his palm. He felt that the hairs on his back stood up, as if he was falling. Ten Thousand Years Ice Cave.

"One sword, slay the prehistoric world!" At this moment, a ray of sword light shot out, and Gu Fenghua's cold and calm voice also reached his ears.

Different from the shock of Qi Zongwang and others, Gu Fenghua had already seen how despicable Duanmu Qingqiu's character was, so how could he be completely defenseless against his master. From the moment Qi Zongwang appeared, she had been more vigilant, started to use her mental skills, and secretly accumulated holy energy. Seeing that he took action as boldly as he expected, Gu Fenghua did not hesitate to use his strongest sword.

"Jiutian, Phantom Thunder!"

"Beidou, Ba Tian!"

"Holy soul, the sky is broken!"

Luo Enen and Gu Fenghua had a clear understanding of each other, and of course they did not take Qi Zongwang lightly, so they struck out with their swords almost at the same time. Facing the majestic leader of the Holy Sect, few of them would have any reservations. They put all their strength into this sword attack.

"Seeking death!" Seeing that Gu Fenghua and others did not hesitate for a moment and almost drew their swords and slashed at the same time as he struck out with his palm, Qi Zongwang knew that they had been prepared and was slightly surprised. But when they saw the holy beads flashing on their foreheads, they snorted contemptuously.

There was only one first-grade Emperor Saint and three ninth-grade Heavenly Saints. Even if they were prepared, they should still be thinking about how to save their lives. How dare they confront me head-on? Is this not seeking death?

You can still live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own! Qi Zongwang sneered secretly, his eyes becoming even more ruthless.

"Crack!" Suddenly, a cracking sound came into my ears.

The four sword slashes condensed into one, and struck on the ethereal palm shadow. It was as thick as a dark cloud covering the top, and like a huge palm shadow flying towards a horizontal peak, it was split from it. The dazzling sword light was like lightning splitting the dark clouds, striking towards Qi Zongwang's chest.

The ruthless sneer still stayed on Qi Zongwang's face, but his eyes showed unprecedented horror.

The power of this sword has actually reached the fourth level of Emperor Saint!

With Qi Zongwang's strength, a sword of the fourth-grade Emperor Saint could not hurt him, but unfortunately, in order to save some face for Lord Qingqiu, he suppressed his cultivation to the third-grade Emperor Saint. Of course, this was also because he completely underestimated Gu Fenghua and others. Who would have thought that a first-grade Emperor Saint and three ninth-grade Heavenly Saints could unleash the powerful sword power of a fourth-grade Emperor Saint with one sword?

"Boom!" It wasn't until the sword light hit his chest without any hindrance that Qi Zongwang hurriedly circulated his holy energy and laid a layer of air shield in front of him. Unfortunately, it was obviously too late to react now. He only heard a muffled groan and Qi Zongwang sprayed out. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was hit hard by the sword.

Fu Guanyun was stunned, Shi Yanying was stunned, Shang Kangran was stunned, and everyone present except Gu Fenghua and others were stunned!

It's no wonder that Fu Guanyun and others were stunned. Even Qi Zongwang himself couldn't believe it. He was a powerful leader of the Holy Sect and a fifth-grade Emperor Saint, but he could be struck by a sword of a first-grade Emperor Saint and a third-grade ninth-grade Heavenly Saint. fly.

In addition to being unbelievable, he was more aggrieved. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy and deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the third level of Emperor Saint, and in order not to give Gu Fenghua and others a chance to escape, that palm shadow seemed to It is overwhelming, but its power is actually too scattered. How can it be easily broken by the opponent's combined sword?

It would be fine if only outsiders saw it, but there were also his own disciples present. Qi Zongwang felt that his old face was completely lost. For a moment, he felt ashamed and regretful. As soon as he landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood. .