My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

You can still live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own! Now, I want to see how you died? In front of his eyes, the miserable scene of Gu Fenghua and others with broken limbs and useless cultivation seemed to appear again, and their desperate and helpless wails seemed to resound in his ears again - well, the word "again" actually means Still his YY.

In the distance, Wu Xingyi and others all had stern looks.

Of course, they all knew about the eighth-level cultivation of Emperor Yuandaoling. They had seen it with their own eyes when they broke the formation before. But after all, it was just breaking the formation, not fighting with others. Until now, Only then did they realize that Yuan Daoling's true strength was so terrifying when he fought against others.

They can be sure that such palm power and power are definitely far beyond the ordinary eighth-grade Emperor Saint!

I thought that the Shengyuan Sect had disappeared for thousands of years and had long lost its glory, but now it seems that, let alone these top-level sects, even the major holy sects may not be able to find a strong one that can compete with Yuandaoling. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the most powerful person among the Eighteen Lords of the Wuji Holy Heaven.

Wu Xingyi and others looked at each other, took a few steps forward at the same time, secretly circulated their holy energy, and were ready to take action.

Although Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji seem confident, there are many newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. God knows whether they are really confident or just ignorant?

This sect's supreme guest's order is in her hands. Even if the two of us are not helping each other because of the kindness our ancestors owe to the Shengyuan Sect, we must not just watch her die on the spot.

Under the shadow of those long palms, Weng Yuanming and his brothers were not worried at all. Looking at Yuandaoling's gloomy and angry old face, they even felt a little sympathetic.

Isn't it great to be an eighth-grade emperor saint? Don't forget that my sect master is a seventh-grade emperor saint, and she's not much worse than you. More importantly, the power of her sword has been increased a hundred times when she joined forces with Luo Enen and others. Now she You have been promoted to the seventh level of Emperor Saint, and Luo Enen and others have also been promoted to the sixth level of Emperor Saint. How can you, a mere eighth-level Emperor Saint, resist the power of that sword.

They had forgotten that compared to the eighth-grade Emperor Saint, there was not much difference between them. For the vast majority of Saint Masters in the world, the one-level difference was actually an insurmountable chasm. Although the combined swords of Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others are strong, the higher the strength, the greater the gap between levels. It is more difficult to make up for that gap with combined sword skills, not to mention them. The span of successive promotions this time is too large and the time is too short, so the power of the sword may not be fully utilized.

It has to be said that the few founding elders of the sect have gone further and further down the road of being crazy fans, and their confidence in the sect leader has grown to an unprecedented level.

Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen were more aware of how far they were from the eighth-grade Emperor Saint, and they did not dare to be careless at all. They quickly circulated the holy energy and flew up at the same time.

"One sword, cut off the great wilderness!"

"Jiutian, Phantom Thunder!"

"Beidou, Ba Tian!"

"Holy soul, the sky is broken!" With a clear shout, four long swords were slashed out at the same time. Three of them filled the sky with frost, and the other one was still wrapped in thick silk cloth.

"Seeking death!" Yuandaoling became even more furious when he saw the holy beads flashing between the four people's eyebrows, especially the long sword wrapped in silk cloth.

In fact, he was secretly frightened when he saw the cultivation levels of Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, and Ye Wuse, who were the seventh and sixth emperors. At such an age and with such a level of cultivation, looking at the entire Wuji Holy Heaven and looking at the tens of thousands of long years, I am afraid that there are only a handful of them, and everyone will eventually become a peerless genius and a strong man who will be recorded in history!

If he wasn't forced to do so, he really didn't want to make enemies with Gu Fenghua and others.