My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"One sword, cut off the prehistoric world!" Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth, exploded the holy energy in his body to the extreme, and used his strongest sword again.

"Jiutian, Phantom Thunder!"

"Beidou, Ba Tian!"

"Holy Soul, Heaven Breaks!" Luo Enen, Bai Fatty, and Ye Wuse also went all out to slash out their swords.

Although they did not have as strong a mind as Gu Fenghua, they could feel that the power of Ye Yunji's sword was much weaker than before, so how could they be willing to see him pay the price with his life to protect themselves. Even Si Liqun and others can risk their lives to fight Jiuzhou, why can't they?

The four sword lights gathered together again, but this time, the expressions of several people changed at the same time.

Failed, this time, they actually failed. The power of the concentrated sword attack was not weak, no different from before, but it failed to use Gu Fenghua's innate earth-type Holy Spirit root to form a powerful defense comparable to the fourth-grade Emperor Saint. And this is their biggest reliance.

Otherwise, just relying on such an attack would be enough to deal with ordinary emperors and saints, but how could it pose a real threat to a top powerhouse like Changsun Luocang?

It's over, it's really over now. Although several people knew that the sword that was both offensive and defensive had the possibility of failure. Their injuries were not healed. Not only was their holy energy almost exhausted, but their spiritual thoughts were also severely damaged. Failure was normal, but at this moment, they were still unavoidable. Unexpectedly, my heart trembled.

Ye Wuse suddenly took a step forward and made a hand seal.

"No!" Lorne shouted in shock.

She remembered very clearly that this hand seal was learned from the Zichen Palace of the Xinghua Temple. It was also an ancient magic technique that could explode the holy energy to the extreme, thus killing the opponent together!

Ye Wuse seemed not to hear her voice and continued to do his handprints with a determined look. He knew that only in this way could he pose a slight threat to Changsun Luocang and give others a chance to survive!

"No!" Seeing Ye Wuse's actions, several Holy Sect leaders not far away also exclaimed in unison.

Although they couldn't identify what kind of handprint it was, they could still feel the tragic aura on Ye Wuse's body. This aura was surprisingly similar to the aura when Zhan Jiuzhou blew himself up. Even with their toes, they could guess What did this young man with an amazingly handsome face want to do?

Having seen with my own eyes the high fighting spirit of Gu Fenghua and others fighting to the death, and their unyielding will, even these Holy Sect leaders were impressed by them. Seeing these young people surviving the disaster and surviving Zhan Jiuzhou's self-destruction, they couldn't help crying with joy. Of course, they couldn't bear to watch Ye Wuse die like this.

It would be fine if they could really die together with Changsun Luocang, but Changsun Luocang is not them, and Ye Wuse is not Zhan Jiuzhou. After all, his cultivation level is only the ninth level of Tiansheng. Even if he explodes madly, he may not be able to cause any harm to Changsun Luocang. A decent threat.

Amidst the screams, all the Holy Sect leaders rushed forward, with the disciples of each sect following closely behind.

Qin Xiude, Wu Zhixing and others also rushed forward. They were also impressed by Gu Fenghua and the others. Even if it was not to ask Gu Fenghua to refine the holy elixir or to observe her alchemy method, they did not want to see them lose their lives. Under the command of Changsun Luocang.

Chang Aotian, Ling Xuanxin and others were even more furious, roaring in unison and flying towards the eldest grandson Luocang.

But, it's too late! Changsun Luocang has made up his mind to get Gu Fenghua's storage bracelet and the fairy grass no matter what today, otherwise it will be impossible to sacrifice his natal artifact.