Although it was just the difference between the third grade of Tiansheng and the first grade, no one among the people present knew better than him how difficult it was to advance from the first grade of Tiansheng to the third grade, and no one knew better than him that when he reached the realm of Tiansheng, the strength gap was huge for each grade of Tiansheng. What's more, this was still two grades away, not to mention that he was at the peak of the third grade of Tiansheng. Among the three opponents, except for the girl who led the lead reached the first grade of Tiansheng, the other two were only in the early stages.

It turns out that the ignorant is fearless. A mere 1-level Tiansheng dares to be arrogant and domineering in front of the third level of Tiansheng. This should be because of the limited vision of a few people who came from a casual cultivator. Who would be so ignorant of the real sect? Thinking of this, Ge Dongyang suddenly felt a little funny, no, very funny.

Unfortunately, he didn't laugh until he finished saying that harsh words, and before he could finish his harsh words, he heard a crisp "pop". Then, a huge force came, and his body stretched out, as if he was hit by a flying rock in the sky, flying out heavily.

In an instant, all the shouts of the Chenhuo Sect disciples stopped abruptly, like a duck that was pinched by someone's neck. They stretched their heads and their eyes were so bulging that they were about to fall to the ground.

There was a dead silence around, only Ge Dongyang's word "官" also elongated the tail sound and echoed in the air for a long time.

Yu Boqian, Guo Yuting and others also looked dull: a sword, just one sword, has been famous for three thousand years. Ge Dongyang, who was regarded as the sect's Dinghai Dingzhi Needle by generations of disciples of the Chenhuo Sect, was shot away by Gu Fenghua.

The fat white man and Luo Enen were flying in the air and suddenly stagnated. They could not cut out the sword skills that only half were slashed out, and their faces were filled with shock. I thought that even if the three of them joined forces, the sword that gathered the mind would be difficult to be Ge Dongyang's opponent. Who knew that before their sword that gathered the mind was used, the old ancestor Chenhuo was already slapped on the face by Gu Fenghua's sword. The crisp and pleasant sound and neatness caught both of them off guard.

Not to mention them, even Gu Fenghua herself was a little confused. She originally thought that even with her own strength, even if she got the Daoyuan Holy Qi from the Immortal Radish Grass and her sword skills were even higher, she would never defeat Ge Dongyang. So she actually left some spare force in this sword, and wanted to confuse Ge Dongyang for a moment with that exquisite sword that seemed to be the simplest way. She dragged it until Luo Enen and the Fatty White took action, and then fought with him with a sword that was gathering his mind and concentrated.

But who would have thought that before Fatty Bai and Luo Chengen's sword were completely cut out, the Old Ancestor Chenhuo was already slapped out by a sword he used to confuse people.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Ge Dongyang hit the sect archway hard, and then fell forward to the ground. The archway that was already strong and majestic and further reinforced with layers of formations were shaken by him.

"What a bold little girl, you dare to attack me. You dare to attack me. I thought it was difficult for you to practice, but I wanted to let you go. Now I can't tolerate you anymore." Ge Dongyang got up from the ground, spit out the soil in his mouth a few times, and shouted, and the old face was even swollen, and even the folds were flattened a lot.

As soon as the words fell, Ge Dongyang flew up again, his palms came out, and slapped Gu Fenghua.
Chapter completed!