My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

From what Duan Qingyun and Gu Fenghua said, it seemed that Mr. Qingyun was still deeply wary of her, and he might have suffered a big loss at her hands. For a moment, their hearts sank to the bottom.

But the final result surprised them again. Lord Junshi's cultivation turned out to be not as simple as the peak of the ninth-grade Emperor's Saint, but a powerful existence that exceeded the limit of the ninth-grade Emperor's Saint!

How can it be so easy to cross the peak limit of the ninth grade Emperor Saint? Duan Qingyun's true strength is not comparable to that of the mid-level Emperor Saint Ninth Grade?

Gu Fenghua is dead! Qingyang Sect is destined to be destroyed!

"It turns out that this is the true strength of the envoy!" The people from all the sects watching around murmured to themselves, looking at Gu Fenghua and the Qingyang sect with pity in their eyes.

Qingyang Sect has such strength, there is no big suspense about becoming the capital of the Holy Sect in the world, but unfortunately, they met the Qingyun Lord Envoy!

That's it for everyone else. The Gu Fenghua in front of me has reached the ninth level of the Emperor's Saint at such a young age. He is definitely the most amazing and talented cultivation wizard in Wuji Holy Heaven for tens of thousands of years. Given time, he will definitely become a blockbuster and soar into the sky. It's a pity that he met him too early. When it comes to Duan Qingyun, it is destined to be short-lived and fall like a meteor.

Of course they would not know at this time that the unfortunate person was not actually Gu Fenghua, nor the Qingyang Sect, but Duan Qingyun!

"Jiutian, Phantom Thunder!"

"Beidou, Ba Tian!"

"Holy soul, the sky is broken!"

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Almost at the same time that Duan Qingyun drew his sword, Luo Enen, Fatty Bai, Ye Wuse, Xie Youran, Fang Tianyou and others also drew their swords from their sheaths.

Amidst the roar of the dragon, streaks of sword light streaked across the sky and the earth.

Emperor Saint seventh grade, eighth grade! Everyone's eyes froze in shock again.

Shocked by the powerful cultivation of Gu Fenghua, the ninth-grade Emperor Saint, people naturally ignored the existence of Luo Enen and others. After all, he is too young. Gu Fenghua can be said to be a monster with such cultivation. How can everyone else be a monster? If you really think the monster is just cabbage, buy a big bundle.

But it turns out that they were mistaken, and the others were really monsters. Although he is not as powerful as Gu Fenghua, but at such an age, he has the cultivation level of the seventh and eighth emperor saints, which is enough to be called a monster.

However, this is not the most evil thing!

While they were looking at it with dull eyes, the sword light from the group of monsters, big and small, actually condensed into one! The entire world seemed to be enveloped by that sword, and everything in the world surrendered to it.

The restriction of heaven and earth quietly disappeared, but a more powerful and vast energy enveloped Duan Qingyun, and even enveloped the area several miles around the Qingyang Zong Mountain Gate.

Duan Qingyun's rapidly increasing aura suddenly stopped, and then fell back even faster. Although he was still circulating the holy energy, he could no longer cross the limit and stayed at the peak of the ninth level of Emperor Saint.

The expressions of everyone around him changed in shock. Under the condensed sword light, they also felt the forbidden energy. This energy actually exceeded the restrictions of heaven and earth, suppressing Duan Qingyun at the peak of the ninth level of Emperor Saint.

Sanctuary! Gu Fenghua was surprised and happy.

Others were just horrified and didn't know what the restriction was about, but she knew it all too well. This time, although the concentrated sword still failed to break the restriction of heaven and earth, and the power of the sword was limited to the peak of the ninth rank of Emperor Saint, it unexpectedly formed a holy realm.