My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Ji Mingfeng never expected that Duanmu Linxiu would dare to attack in front of the Holy Witch, and he would be completely defenseless.

"Elder, be careful!" Jiang Liangshi and others were also startled and exclaimed in unison.

But they also didn't expect that Duanmu Linxiu would dare to take action in front of Gu Fenghua, and it was too late to stop him.

Not to mention them, even those from the Dark Witch clan were shocked.

"Presumptuous!" At this moment, Gu Fenghua suddenly moved.

Seeing Gu Fenghua take action, Jiang Liangshi and the surrounding Lingwu tribesmen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Holy Witch was slightly injured just now, it was obviously not serious. Duanmu Linxiu had just activated his natal Shaman Soul not long ago. Even if he was stopped by the Holy Witch in time, he would not be able to regain his strength for less than ten days and a half. The opponent of Lord Holy Witch.

The people of the Dark Witch tribe who were following Duanmu Linxiu were filled with despair: How could the Great Elder do something in front of the Holy Witch? It's over, it's over now, the Great Elder is over, and the Dark Witch clan is over too.

Just as he was despairing, he saw Gu Fenghua flying over, arriving in front of Duanmu Linxiu, and slashing down with his long sword.

"Ah!" A young woman from the Hell Witch clan screamed. But he only yelled halfway before he covered his mouth fiercely and looked at Gu Fenghua in surprise and confusion.

The sword did not fall on Duanmu Linxiu, but struck the open space beside him.

Golden holy beads flickered between Gu Fenghua's brows. With her powerful strength at the peak of the ninth level of Emperor Saint, this sword strike would probably cut a deep pit into the ground paved with stone bricks.

But the result was not like that. Just when her sword light fell, a strange light flashed around Duanmu Linxiu, and a crack was torn open in the space.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound of "clang" was heard. An old man in black robe appeared out of thin air and stumbled back. As he retreated, large amounts of blood spilled from his chest.

Only after retreating six or seven feet away did the old man manage to stabilize his figure.

Seeing this scene, Ji Mingfeng and others were stunned: Didn't the Holy Witch say that this person had left? Could it be that he had guessed wrong? No, no, if she guessed wrong, what happened to this sword? Could it be a coincidence, but how could there be such a coincidence in the world? Besides, with the strength of Lord Holy Witch, who is at the peak of the ninth level of Emperor Saint, if he really wanted to show off his sword to Duan Mulin, how could he not even be so accurate?

"Master Holy Witch has such a clever plan, I admire him, I admire him." Just when Ji Mingfeng and others were confused, Duanmu Linxiu had already put away the anger and disappointment on his face, smiled, and said to Gu Fenghua with admiration. .

"Thanks to Elder Duanmu's help, otherwise we might not have been able to deal with him." Gu Fenghua also said with a smile.

Ji Mingfeng and others finally suddenly realized: Acting, it turns out that the Holy Witch is acting, and Duanmu Linxiu is also acting. The purpose is to confuse the opponent first, and then deliver a fatal blow to him unexpectedly.

As expected of the Great Elder of the Dark Witch Clan, his exquisite thoughts are truly incomparable. Before we even realized what was going on, he had already understood it and cooperated with the Holy Witch to put on such a good show. This is the emotion felt by Jiang Mingfeng and others.

This old thief is indeed not a good guy. He is so treacherous and insidious. He not only deceives outsiders, but also deceives his own people. This was Ji Mingfeng's inner contempt.

However, how did the Holy Witch know where this person was hiding, and how could the timing of this sword strike be so perfect? Looking at Gu Fenghua, everyone had the same doubt in their hearts.

Soon, they had their answer.