My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

No, we can't go on like this, otherwise our reputation will be completely ruined, and we may not even be able to save our lives. As long as you save your life, you have a chance to take revenge. If your life is lost, then there is really nothing. Being able to join the ranks of emperors and envoys, Duan Qingyun is not an indecisive person, so he turned around and ran away.

However, Gu Fenghua and others had the upper hand, so how could they give him a chance to escape.

He injected the holy energy into the long sword without any reservation, and even burned the power of the holy source regardless of the consequences. Although the power of the concentrated sword still did not increase in any way, the speed became faster and faster.

In just a moment, nearly a hundred swords were slashed out one after another. Duan Qingyun's face had already turned ashen, the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood, and even the holy robe on his chest was dripping with blood.

If this continues, there will be only a dead end! Duan Qingyun looked at the long sword in his hand that had been covered in cracks for some time. His heart fell into the abyss, and unprecedented fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

It had been many years since he had experienced such fear. No, no, even when the disaster struck, he had never experienced such fear.

In front of his eyes, another sword light streaked across the sky and condensed into one. Duan Qingyun gritted his teeth fiercely and flew back.

Gu Fenghua and others' attack was so fast that he couldn't even turn around. He could only face them, retreat and run away. The holy energy that had already been consumed in the body was concentrated on the legs, so the protective energy shield was naturally much weaker. As the focused sword fell, the air shield suddenly shattered like soap bubbles.

A cloud of blood mist burst out from Duan Qingyun's chest, blooming like a coquettish flower.

However, with the power of this sword, his speed was doubled. Just before Gu Fenghua and others struck with their swords, Duan Qingyun had already retreated a hundred feet away, soared into the sky fiercely, and flew out of the Longyin Mountain Range like an arrow from a string.

Escaped. Qingyun, one of the eighteen dignified envoys, actually escaped like this! Even when he was running away, he didn't say a harsh word.

It wasn't until Duan Qingyun's figure disappeared from the sky that everyone around him came back to his senses, but they were not surprised at all that Duan Qingyun didn't say a word when he fled. Everyone could see clearly that just as the blood mist exploded on Duan Qingyun's chest, the nine already dim holy beads between his eyebrows flashed with golden light, and one of them actually broke.

It turned out that Duan Qingyun actually tried his best to sacrifice his own cultivation to save his life from the swords of Gu Fenghua and others.

Although Qingyun's true cultivation level has exceeded the peak limit of the ninth-grade Emperor Saint some time ago, as long as he does not break the restriction of heaven and earth, it is not considered a real breakthrough. Once the Holy Pearl breaks, the eighth-grade Emperor Saint will become the eighth-grade Emperor Saint, and it will never be possible to exceed the peak limit of the ninth-grade Emperor Saint again.

At this time, Duan Qingyun would have been better off if Gu Fenghua and others didn't take him to Qingyun Peak to eradicate him, and how could he dare to say harsh words.

Looking at Gu Fenghua and others again, everyone's eyes showed deep awe. The three major holy sects, from the sect master to the elders to the disciples, were so frightened that they didn't even dare to take a breath, and they stood still and didn't dare to move even an inch.

Sure enough, he hit an iron plate, and Yuandaoling is not a real iron plate. The sect leader named Gu Fenghua is the real iron plate - even the emperor will break his head and bleed from the iron plate. plate!

"Gu... Sect Master Gu, what Lord Qingyun did was not what our three sects wanted. It really has nothing to do with us..." Kang Hean stammered to Gu Fenghua, with a hint of emotion in his voice. Crying.