My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

A disciple named Xuan Gang Sect vomited blood and fell to the ground. Although Lu Changsheng and others persisted, their bodies were shaky. The hand holding the sword hilt was cracked and dripping with blood. It seemed that he was seriously injured and was obviously weak. Fight again.

Even Zhong Lingxiu stumbled back a few steps, her long hair spread over her shoulders, looking extremely embarrassed. Looking up at the ferocious dragon in mid-air, Zhong Lingxiu's face turned pale, and she felt a little helpless in her heart.

She had a feeling that this cloud-swallowing dragon python did not truly succeed in transforming into a dragon, or that it was only half-successful. Not only could its strength not be compared with the legendary ancient dragon, it was even inferior to its master. But even so, Such strength is simply not something she, a seventh-grade Emperor Saint, can compete with.

For the first time in her life, Zhong Lingxiu felt the threat of death so clearly. Although she has achieved today's cultivation and has experienced many life and death experiences, in fact, she knows very well every time that neither her master nor her senior brothers and sisters will just watch her die. They will definitely die at the critical moment. Someone came to the rescue.

Therefore, she has never been afraid of death. But at this moment, she suddenly realized that she was not really not afraid of death, she was just confident. It was also at this moment that without the care of her master, her brothers and sisters, when the threat of death really approached, she realized that she would still be afraid and despair.

Her hand held an ancient talisman.

The void talisman! In ancient times, it was personally refined by an extremely powerful man whose strength was especially superior to his master. As long as she crushes this talisman, she can tear apart the space and send her to her master.

In other words, with a little force of her fingers, she could escape from this dangerous situation and even take her brother away with her. But holding the cold jade talisman between her fingers, she couldn't make up her mind, and seemed unwilling to do so. But she had already reached this point, and was only one step away from death. Even she couldn't figure out what she was still unwilling to accept.

"One sword, cut off the wilderness!"

"Jiutian, Phantom Thunder!"

"Beidou, Ba Tian!"

"Holy soul, the sky is broken!" At this moment, the sounds of Gu Fenghua and Luo Enen's shouts sounded again in their ears.

Zhong Lingxiu turned her head subconsciously, and saw Gu Fenghua and others raising their swords in dance. The four sword lights slashed out again, and then condensed into one, facing the thunder and lightning falling from the sky.

In fact, most of the seven consecutive thunders just now were blocked by Gu Fenghua and the others. Including the first one, they had blocked almost eight thunders.

Although the power of their combined swords has reached the peak of the ninth-grade Emperor Saint, their own cultivation is only the seventh-grade or even sixth-grade Emperor Saint. No matter whether they have holy energy or spiritual thoughts, they cannot compare with the real strong men of the ninth-grade Emperor Saint. Compare. In such a short period of time, after eight consecutive attacks, their holy energy was greatly depleted, their faces were as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads. If you look closely, you will find that there is also something between the fingers of their swords. Thin streaks of blood oozed out.

However, their expressions were still so calm and calm, and there was no trace of fear or hesitation.

Facing such a powerful monster and being in such a desperate situation, how could they remain so fearless? Could it be that they are born without knowing what fear is? Zhong Lingxiu looked at the familiar faces in disbelief.