"No wonder I dared to speak wildly in front of my Duan Qingyun. It turned out to be the Heavenly Saint. Unfortunately, it's just that." Duan Yixing was slightly surprised when he saw Gu Fenghua's cultivation level at the Heavenly Saint realm, but the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.

In his opinion, this sword was too weak!

If he had been a little vigilant before, then now, looking at Gu Fenghua's sword skills that he didn't mention at all, and looking at Gu Fenghua's beautiful but always showing a bit of literary and even weak spirit, he was completely relieved.

"The Qingyun sword will dominate the world!" Duan Yixing injected all the holy energy into the long sword without hesitation.

Anyway, the Duan family's shame has been passed on, and he no longer cares. He wants to use this sword to clean up the shame that Duan family has been carrying for thousands of years. He wants Gu Fenghua to pay the price for everything she did in Yiyuan Academy, the heaviest price!

The sword sounds long and the wind and clouds change drastically. The sword light is like a meteor, shocking the world.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. In contrast, Gu Fenghua's sword appears so dull.

"Be careful!" A scream sounded from the audience, and many disciples of the academy couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword and almost jumped onto the holy war platform.

At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Gu Fenghua's mouth.

Although the smile was very shallow, Duan Yixing still saw it. His heart suddenly stumbled, and a premonition of something bad appeared.

Subconsciously, Duan Yixing wanted to retract some of the holy energy, but he took action with anger and did not take Gu Fenghua seriously. It was too late to stop.

In Gu Fenghua's hand, the long sword wrapped in silk cloth suddenly burst out a divine light, which made people almost unable to open their eyes. The sky, which was originally a sudden change in the wind and clouds, seemed to be torn apart by the divine light, and the clean morning light fell down.

"Boom", a loud bang, as if the heaven and earth exploded.

An unparalleled force shattered Duan Yixing's poisonous snake-like sword light, and rushed towards him along the long sword like a storm. The ancient sword that Duan's family had been passed down for thousands of years made a fine sound of Titicaca, which could be broken at any time.

Duan Yixing was shocked and wanted to use the holy energy to protect the sword body. However, he didn't take Gu Fenghua seriously just now. He just wanted to clean up the shame that Duan's family had been carrying for thousands of years, and he didn't leave any spare energy at all. He wanted to use the holy energy in this instant, even if he had the second level of Tiansheng cultivation, it would be too late.

The powerful force surged into the sword with thunder. His wrist numb and his whole body shook violently. Then, it was like being hit by a handleless giant hammer in his chest and flew out of the holy war platform.

"Ticticicaka..." There were bursts of shattered cracks coming from his body, and mysterious pillars of light were projected in all directions.

In just a moment, the gorgeous robe of the Saint Master on his body turned into pieces.

Obviously, this holy robe is not only as simple as having a certain degree of defense ability, but it is itself a defensive magic weapon. Judging from the millions of divine lights that bloom, its quality is still very good. But even so, it was still shattered by Gu Fenghua's sword.

How powerful is this sword?

Before, seeing the "gap" of strength between Gu Fuhua and Duan Yixing, everyone's hearts were already in their throats. It was not until this moment that they realized that they had underestimated Gu Fenghua.
Chapter completed!