My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

How is it possible...how is it possible that the power of this sword is even stronger than the previous one? Even if Gu Fenghua completely refined the Cangchen Holy Pattern, due to his limited strength, he would never be able to exert its true power, let alone use it several times. But why is this sword more powerful than the previous one? powerful?

Gu Fenghua's face also showed a look of surprise that could not be concealed.

According to Ye Yunji, this demon sword was like a magical weapon, so when she took action for the first time, she had the same idea as Duan Qingyun, thinking that with her own strength, she would not be able to use it a few times, and with the holy energy, With the loss of divine thoughts and holy pattern spiritual power, the power will only become weaker and weaker.

However, after several consecutive attacks, she was surprised to find that she had vaguely realized the infinite mystery contained in the sacred patterns.

She did not doubt that Ye Yunji's judgment was wrong, but it was obvious that this Cangchen holy pattern was very different from the holy pattern that Ye Yunji knew. At this moment, her mind was integrated into the sacred pattern, and she even felt like she was connected by blood. Every time she used it, she gained a deeper understanding of the mystery. The power of the demon sword was actually stronger than the other.

Beside him, Ye Yunji once again released the power hidden in his blood without reservation. Although the power of the sword did not change much, the vast and majestic meaning in it still suppressed Duan Qingyun and made him breathless. The holy energy seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

"No, we have to leave, otherwise the disaster will be worse!" Duan Qingyun finally realized that he had made a mistake, gritted his teeth, and stepped back again.

Unfortunately, it was too late to react now, and he had missed his best opportunity.

Amidst the loud noise, the shadow of the palm disappeared, the air shield shattered, and there was another wound on his chest that was deep enough to show the bone, and blood spurted out.

Duan Qingyun staggered back. Before he could gather his holy energy, the golden sword light with supreme majesty shrouded him again. The sword that cut through the sky and the blood-colored demon sword were also chopped off in the chest again. .

"Ah..." Duan Qingyun roared loudly, trying his best to gather the holy energy.

However, he suffered heavy losses one after another, his holy energy was greatly damaged, and his strength also dropped sharply. Even if he tried his best, he could not withstand the combined attack of Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji.

Suppressed by Ye Yunji's holy pattern (until now, he doesn't know where the majestic energy in Ye Yunji's sword comes from, and thought he also refined another holy pattern), he even It was difficult to escape, so he could only resist the sword shadows that were slashing down like a storm, while retreating with difficulty.

The energy shield that was finally condensed broke open again and again, and the sharp sword light flashed across his body again and again.

At this time, Qingyun was covered in scars, his skin was torn, and his body was dripping with blood. The jade belt that tied his hair had long since come apart. Even the long black hair that had taken a lot of cultivation to be saved was cut in half, leaving him disheveled and embarrassed.

A slight flaw was revealed, and the air shield that had finally been condensed in front of him was shattered again. Seeing the demon knife slashing his head, Duan Qingyun could only roll like a lazy ass and fall to the ground. This time, he managed to escape the fatal blow from the bloody demonic sword, but he never had the chance to get up. He was forced to roll and crawl by the stormy attacks of Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji, with blood all over his body and dirt and grass stems. , the image is even more embarrassing.

"Young Master, hurry up, Duan Qingyun is too strong. If we don't hurry up, Uncle Gu and others are afraid that their lives will be in danger..." At that time, monk Yingyan Kangran was carried by Mu Qinghan and others, and he saw what was in front of him. At this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, and his anxious voice suddenly stopped.