My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

At the moment when the remaining power of the sword light passed through his body, he could finally be sure: the power of this sword was indeed that of the ninth-grade Emperor's Saint, an unmitigated ninth-grade Emperor's Saint.

"Yes, so you underestimate us." Gu Fenghua said lightly.

"Impossible, how could you..." Qi Qinghong looked at Gu Fenghua's young and beautiful face and muttered to himself. Before he finished speaking, he fell straight on his back.

The vitality quickly dissipated, but the eyes that should have been empty were still full of confusion. Until his death, he couldn't understand that even if he was only at the seventh level of the Emperor's Saint, even if he self-destructed the Holy Pearl, he could only explode the strength of the eighth level of the Emperor's Saint. How could Gu Fenghua's sword reach the level of the Emperor's? Nine levels of sainthood?

"Impossible, impossible!" Qi Qinghong was not the only one who couldn't figure it out. The moment he fell, Gong Wenshi's equally confused voice sounded in his ears.

A long sword with a long and narrow blade and an ancient and graceful shape passed through the chest. Blood gushes out along the Xuehan sword body, and at the same time, there is also abundant vitality in Gong Wenshi's body.

Looking at Ye Wuse, who was covered in blood across his body, his eyes were full of horror and doubt.

Different from Qi Qinghong's majestic sword, his sword was more powerful, so cruel and strange that even Changsun Luocang was full of praise. Even if Qi Qinghong faced his sword, he didn't dare to be careless at all, otherwise he might be injured by his sword if he wasn't careful.

I originally thought that with the absolute advantage in cultivation and the power of this sword, Ye Wuse would have absolutely no power to fight back. In fact, his guess was not wrong, Ye Wuse did not have the power to fight back - he did not fight back at all.

Facing his extremely sharp sword, Ye Wuse just rushed towards him with tears on his face.

Seeing the tears falling like raindrops from Ye Wuse's eyes, and the sorrowful look on his face, Gong Wenshi even wondered if he knew there was no hope of revenge, so he was so desperate.

But even so, Gong Wenshi would not be merciful, and the lightning-fast sword light still stabbed Ye Wuse's heart without mercy.

Blood spattered out as expected, but Gong Wenshi was suddenly startled. He missed. He actually missed this sword and stabbed Ye Wuse on the shoulder.

Over the years, countless powerful people have died under his sword, including those at the sixth or even seventh level of Emperor Saint. However, no matter the strong men of the sect or the secluded cultivators, they could not avoid his sharp and strange sword that pierced the heart. But this time, the cold sword tip only penetrated Ye Wuse's shoulder. Although it was also A lot of blood was brought out, but such injuries obviously did not pose a fatal threat to him.

Without hesitation, Gong Wenshi thrust out his sword again.

Blood sprayed out, and another blood arrow sprayed out from Ye Wuse's side!

But Gong Wenshi was even more surprised. Just like before, this sword originally pierced Ye Wuse's heart, but in the end, why did it fall on his side?

Could it be that he actually broke through the mystery of his sword? But how is this possible? Although the swordsmanship passed down to their senior brothers was personally taught by their master, each of them has his or her own understanding. Even if the master takes action, it will be difficult to decipher the mystery if he is not careful.

The cultivation level of Ye Wuse, the sixth-grade Emperor Saint, was one level below him, and he was obviously younger. How could he decipher the mysteries with his good eyesight?