My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Gu Fenghua was also a little surprised. Although Wei Qingkong was much older than them, he was still much younger than those powerful Saints. He did not expect that his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Emperor Saint. No wonder both the Nanming Emperor and the Wei family valued him so much. He did have some qualities that made people value him.

If Wei Qingkong's cultivation level was lower, she could still ignore it, but the eighth-grade Emperor Saint's sword skills were not weak, so Gu Fenghua couldn't take it too lightly. He raised his arm and raised his long sword.

"Master Wei, please show mercy!" At this moment, Chen Yanjun and others shouted anxiously at the same time.

They could see that Wei Qingkong was really angry, and they were worried that he would not be able to hold back and kill Gu Fenghua with his sword.

It's a fair showdown between the two, but after all, they are now on Wei Qingkong's side, and they are somewhat suspected of being bullied by the crowd. Gu Fenghua has to have both advantages and disadvantages. Lord Nanming may be able to protect Wei Qingkong, but who can? them?

Wei Qingkong was slightly startled, and realized that in his anger, he had struck too hard. He quickly put away some of his holy energy, and the power of the sword was much weaker.

Gu Fenghua had already raised his sword, and the holy energy was quickly injected into the sword. Unexpectedly, Wei Qingkong suddenly put away the holy energy, and he was caught off guard.

If it's just a competition, it's actually very simple for a weak person to fight against a strong person. Just try your best. Anyway, you can't hurt the opponent no matter how hard you try. But for the strong, it is even more difficult. They cannot lose, nor take the opponent's life, nor even hurt the opponent too seriously. The control of the sword's power must be exquisite, and it is best to be able to send and receive the sword from the heart. .

Not long after Gu Fenghua was promoted to the middle stage of the ninth rank of Emperor Saint, he had only practiced sword skills in his mind for a few days. This was the first time he had actually fought against someone, and he was not confident that he could send and receive swordsmanship from the heart. At this time, Wei Qingkong suddenly put away some of her holy energy. If she didn't control her sword power well, she might kill him with one sword strike.

It's a long story, but in fact, in just an instant, when Gu Fenghua was confused, the sword light had already arrived in front of him.

"Master Wei, please show mercy!"

"Miss Gu, be careful!" Looking at Gu Fenghua holding up the long sword, but still not taking action, Chen Yanjun and others turned pale with fright: It's over, someone is about to die, how should I explain to Ambassador Haochen now? It seems that no matter how you explain, it's useless. When did that old monster ever try to reason with anyone? In short, it's over and he's dead.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a crisp sound came.

Wei Qingkong tilted his body and flew out, and the sword light also slashed straight into the sky.

"Bang" the next moment, there was another muffled sound, Wei Qingkong hit the ground heavily, and five bright red fingerprints quickly appeared on his face.

Everyone's hearts trembled with the muffled sound, and they stared blankly at the five bright red fingerprints on Wei Qingkong's face, speechless for a while.

It was a slap in the face. Wei Qingkong, the dignified eighth-level Emperor Saint, a strong man who could not even reach the level of the Saint Sect masters like them, was actually slapped in the face. It was not a description, it was a real slap in the face. He was slapped hard. A slap on the face.

What frightened them the most was that Gu Fenghua's slap was too fast and too sudden. There was just a flash of golden light between his eyebrows. Before the holy beads could appear, Wei Qingkong had already flown out, so even they couldn't. He didn't see Gu Fenghua's true cultivation level clearly. The only thing that is certain is that her cultivation is definitely not weaker than that of Wei Qingkong, and her real combat power is far superior to that of Wei Qingkong.

As expected of the descendant of Lord Haochen, he is truly remarkable. Chen Yanjun and others secretly sighed.