My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Three golden holy beads and one golden holy bead clearly appeared on their foreheads. Although they could not concentrate as much as Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others together, they still had a tacit understanding.

One sword stabbed at the heart of Zhan Jiuzhou, and the other sword stabbed at Zhan Jiuzhou's eyebrows. The swords trembled lightly, complementing each other, and actually transformed into a sword star, like snowflakes falling in winter, making people feel in the vastness. The snowfield feels so vast and desolate.

And the sound of the sword's cry actually had a sad and melodious feeling. It's as if the heartstrings have been plucked, making it difficult to calm down.

"Everlasting Hate Lige Sword!" In the audience, an older leader of the Holy Sect exclaimed in shock.

The Lige Sword of Everlasting Sorrow is the famous stunt made by Lord Lihen and his master Qiu Lihen. The sword will follow your heart, and the miserable wind and bitter rain will disturb people's hearts! Not only is the sword extremely powerful, it can also disturb people's hearts. What's more, it's infinitely wonderful.

However, this set of sword skills is said to be extremely difficult to master. Who would have thought that not only Xing Zifeng had mastered it on the stage, but also Leng Feiyu had mastered it. It was precisely for this reason that even with the calmness of this old sect leader, he subconsciously exclaimed.

"No, not only Xing Zifeng has learned the Everlasting Regret Lige Sword, but Leng Feiyu has also learned it. In this competition, our Xuanji Realm still has great hope." Another sect leader said excitedly.

Although Zhan Jiuzhou is indeed very strong, his master is really not strong enough. To put it into detail, Changsun Luocang's qualifications and cultivation, including sword skills and holy methods, were much worse than those of other emperors and envoys. Of course, those passed down to Zhan Jiuzhou were not much better. Now not only has Xing Zifeng learned Qiu Lihen's famous stunt, Everlasting Hatred Lige Sword, but Leng Feiyu has also learned it, and the two of them had a tacit understanding when they joined forces. It may not be easy for Zhan Jiuzhou to defeat them. .

If he underestimates the enemy too much, defeat is not even impossible!

All around, the sect masters and disciples of various sects also thought of this, their bodies leaned forward slightly, and the fire of hope ignited in their eyes.

Unfortunately, their wish came true. It was one thing for Zhan Jiuzhou to sound arrogant, but how could he dare to be careless when facing Xing Zifeng, who was also a disciple of the Emperor's Envoy. Almost at the same time that Xing Zifeng and Leng Feiyu took action, his sword was unsheathed.

"Tianxing, Luocang!" Zhan Jiuzhou shouted.

This sword is none other than Changsun Luocang’s most powerful skill, Tianxing Luocang!

Speaking of it, this sword is actually just a domineering name. When it comes to its exquisiteness, it cannot be compared with Qiu Lihen's Everlasting Sorrow Sword. But there is no way. No matter how powerful the sword skill is, it still depends on who uses it. of.

Compared with the cultivation of the fifth-grade Emperor Saint of Zhan Jiuzhou, the cultivation levels of Xing Zifeng and Leng Feiyu of the third-grade Emperor Saint and the first-grade Emperor Saint are really poor. The slashing sword light was like a meteor, flying down from the nine heavens. The next moment, the sad and melodious sound of the sword suddenly stopped, and the snow on the sword star melted away.

"Poof!" Xing Zifeng and Leng Feiyu spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and then flew out of the competition stage like kites with broken strings.

In mid-air, thin streaks of blood also flew out from their bodies. Obviously, under Zhan Jiuzhou's sword, not only did their internal organs suffer heavy damage, but even their meridians were completely broken.

What a domineering sword! The two Saint Sect Masters in the audience jumped up at the same time and caught Xing Zifeng and Leng Feiyu, feeling a tremor in their hearts.

No matter how much they despised Changsun Luocang's character, they had to admit that his sword skills were just not comparable to those of other emperors and envoys. They were still not that much better than others.