My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Only then did Gu Fenghua know how big the gap was between the eighth-level Holy Transformation and the ninth-level Holy Transformation.

The last time she fought against Fu Qi Tian, ​​who was at the eighth level of Hua Sheng, she defeated him one after another without much effort, and finally killed him with a sword in anger.

But now facing this old man who has reached the ninth level of Saint Transformation, she feels so powerless. The cold sword light and the blood-colored sword light struck at the fist that looked like a giant hammer at the same time. It was like striking an artifact made of fine gold and mithril that had been tempered for thousands of times... No, it was not an artifact, but a Taoist artifact!

Just hearing a loud noise, the sword light shattered and turned into thousands of streams of light.

The tyrannical power contained in that punch surged toward her chest. Although he was well prepared for such a result, the holy energy was already flowing when he struck out with the sword, laying a heavy shield in front of him. However, in just a moment, the shield broke apart, and Gu Fenghua was shocked and took several steps back. , his face turned pale.

Even if she is only at the sixth level of Hua Sheng, the Qingyun Divine Sword is an out-and-out Taoist weapon. Although the Cangchen Holy Pattern is slightly inferior to the Qingyun Divine Sword, it is far from being comparable to ordinary divine weapons. The two took action at the same time, but they were so vulnerable to this old man!

Gu Fenghua suddenly thought that the last time he killed Fu Qingtian, he was probably lucky. If Fu Qingtian hadn't been eager to establish his power and formed a holy realm as soon as he made a move, but he was easily defused by him. Then he was so angry that he sacrificed the Pluto Demonic Mirror, which happened to be restrained by him in all directions. It might not be easy to defeat him. .

Thinking of this, Gu Fenghua suddenly felt some inexplicable sympathy for the poor little king.

Of course, now is not the time to sympathize with others, because it is very likely that she will become the object of sympathy for others in the next moment.

"Senior, please listen to my explanation..." Gu Fenghua quickly explained as soon as he stabilized his body.

"Okay, okay, with your cultivation level of the sixth level of Hua Sheng, you can actually receive a punch from me, Helian Xiongba, which is quite capable.

As long as you can take three punches from me, I will listen to your explanation! "It's a pity that the old man still didn't wait for her to finish her words, and roared loudly. There was less contempt in his eyes that were as wide as copper bells, but more appreciation and more high spirits. Fighting spirit.

While roaring wildly, the holy energy surged in his body, and his muscles were all tangled, as if his whole body was filled with explosive power.

Gu Fenghua's heart moved: Looking at the posture in front of him, the other party was obviously not interested in hearing her explanation. Moreover, when things have come to this point, the Xuming Ancient Territory and the Four Kings Territory have become like fire and water. Even their tribes are ready to die together. The explanation and the truth are no longer important to them.

The only way to convince them to stop is to defeat them. After all, the Supreme Heaven seems to be hierarchical, but in fact it respects the strong, and this is especially true for these naturally ferocious monster beasts or monster plant races.

Only by defeating them and proving your strength can you gain their respect and their conviction.

To put it more simply, if you don’t listen or believe me when I reason, then I will hit you until you listen and believe me!

It's just that it's easy to say, but it's not easy to do. This Helian Xiongba is a powerful person in the ninth level of Saint Transformation. Can she really beat him into submission like she bullied Ning Yu'er?

Ideals are indeed very full, but reality is often very skinny. Gu Fenghua looked at the nine dazzling holy rainbows between Helian Batian's eyebrows, remembered a sentence in his brothers' storybooks, and secretly smiled bitterly.