This was thanks to Gu Fenghua changing his mind when he left Beiyuan City and finally taking Fang Tianyou with him. Otherwise, with the four of them alone, with such a loss of holy energy, no matter how hard they tried, the power of the sword would be greatly reduced.

"Do it!" After receiving affirmative replies from several people, Gu Fenghua did not hesitate and flew towards Fulong Xin.

Luo Enen and Fatty Bai had a clear understanding of each other, and they took action at the same time, with perfect timing.

They all know that although they have the upper hand with their concentrated swords, it is still unrealistic to kill a strong man in the middle stage of the ninth rank of Emperor Saint with one sword. After a long battle, there will be disaster, so, This time it's okay if he doesn't take action. Once he does, he must severely damage Fulong Xin to gain the upper hand.

The holy energy was concentrated to the extreme, and golden holy beads appeared between their eyebrows.

The seventh grade of Emperor Saint, the sixth grade, the fourth grade. Sure enough, just as Li Canyang and others had guessed, among them, only Gu Fenghua was the strongest and had reached the seventh level of Emperor Saint. The others had only reached the sixth level of Emperor Saint, and Fang Tianyou had only reached the fourth level of Emperor Saint.

"With such strength, you dare to be arrogant in front of me and seek death!" Fulong Xin sneered contemptuously and flew forward to meet him.

Judging from the sword just now, although the joint sword of Gu Fenghua and others is powerful, it has just reached the ninth level of Emperor Saint. It is still a bit lower than his peak strength of the ninth level of Emperor Saint. It will not be used against him. They posed too much of a threat, and their real cultivation level was even lower. They were only the sixth or even fourth grade of the Seventh Emperor Saint. It was impossible to perform such a combined attack technique several times, so there was no need for him to care.

Fulong Xin even regretted a little. If he had known this, he shouldn't have talked nonsense to them just now and just took action.

Of course Fulong Xin didn't know at this time that he was wrong again and completely underestimated Gu Fenghua and others.

But it doesn't matter, he will find out soon.

In mid-air, the five sword rays merged with the holy energy and spiritual thoughts again, and turned into a sword ray, slashing in front of him with a majestic force that cut through rivers and mountains and reached nine days.

"Ninth Grade Emperor Saint, the pinnacle!" Fu Longxin opened his eyes wide and exclaimed fiercely.

Yes, the power of this sword has indeed reached the ninth level of Emperor Saint, the peak! If they don't show their true strength, even if Li Canyang, Nie Shitian, or even Shangguan Haochen try their best, it will be nothing more than that.

Seeing this scene, even Shangguan Haochen, Nie Shitian and Li Canyang were shocked again, while Li Lie, Chu Qingxuan and Xiang Wushang were even more stunned.

It turns out that the sword just now was not the real combat power of Gu Fenghua and others, this sword is!

Fulong Xin's face no longer had the previous calmness and confidence. In shock, he suddenly stopped his sword and flew back with all his strength.

I have to admit that the reason why he was able to escape from the swords of several emperors and envoys by feigning death was not only due to luck, but also his quick response was unparalleled by ordinary strong men. In this case, he was able to turn around and retreat.

However, Gu Fenghua and others came prepared with this sword and were determined to win, so there was no way they could let him escape easily. Just as Fulong Xin retreated, the sword that focused his concentration had already struck down on his head. In desperation, Fulong Xin could only grit his teeth and raised his sword in front of him.

With a loud "boom", Fulong Xinxiang was hit hard by the boulder thrown by the trebuchet and flew out again.

"Deng, Deng, Deng!" After flying more than ten feet away, Fulong Xin fell to the ground and stumbled back for more than ten steps. Before he could stabilize his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his white hair It was also scattered, and it was a mess on the head like a chicken coop. It looked really embarrassing.

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