With their sword that gathers their minds and concentrates, it is not difficult to defeat Pei Yichou, but Pei Yichou and others are not weak. Once they start, they will not be able to show mercy. They have no eyes on their swords and guns, and they may seriously hurt Pei Yichou if they are not careful. This is definitely not what they wish, and it is also very Aotian and Wenwan who want it. Pei Yichou takes the initiative to abstain, which is actually the best result.

As for the misunderstandings of others, let them go. Respect is proved by strength. And tomorrow's competition, they will prove their strength in front of everyone. What does it matter if it's just one day late?

The disciples of the sects in the audience left one after another, and the envoys left on the high platform seat.

"Fenghua, Yaoyao's injuries have not healed yet. I will take her back to heal her first, so I won't accompany you. I will cheer for you again when the competition starts tomorrow." Wen Wanru said to Gu Fenghua.

"Then you go quickly, don't worry about us." Gu Fenghua said.

She just discovered that the little owl was seriously injured. Of course, this is normal. When she fell down from a cliff, no one could be injured. Although Wen Wanru's cultivation is not weak, it is strange that her irritable temperament is to be able to protect the little guy well.

Originally, she wanted to give Wen Wanru some healing pills, but after thinking about it, she didn't lack holy pills at all. Besides, even if the human holy pill is not completely useless to monsters, it is not very useful, so there is no waste.

When Wen Wanru took Yaoyao to Chang Aotian, Gu Fenghua and others walked towards the yard together.

"Gu Fenghua!" At this moment, a man rushed up from behind and shouted in a deep voice.

Gu Fenghua stopped, turned his head and saw Zhan Jiuzhou's arrogant face. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him calmly.

"You are lucky, but I don't know if you have such good luck tomorrow. It's better to burn a few pillars of high incense after you go back. Please God's blessing, don't meet me Zhan Jiuzhou in the next game." Zhan Jiuzhou said coldly, his expression was even more crazy.

At this time, the others had almost dispersed, and there was no need for him to hide his hostility.

He was blocked by Qin Xiude and others before taking action. His master was forced to apologize to Gu Fenghua, and he was also scolded severely. Zhan Jiuzhou was so full of breath.

"I want to say this to you. I'm a little curious. How many swords can you use with a sword skill like Tianxing Luocang?" Of course, Gu Fenghua would not give Zhan Jiuzhou any good look. He smiled coldly and said without showing any weakness.

If she had only seen Zhan Jiuzhou's first sword attack but not the subsequent competition, perhaps Gu Fenghua would still be very afraid of him, but after seeing his sword weaker than his sword, she would have completely relieved.

At this time, she was more curious about fighting Jiuzhou: the reason why his sword skills were weaker than one sword was really as Weng Yuanming said that there was a problem with the innate Holy Spirit root. It was not condensed by himself, but was snatched from others with the technique of snatching spirit?

"What do you mean?" Zhan Jiuzhou's eyes sternly, and his voice became colder.

"You know what it means yourself. You can take away the spiritual roots and hurt people's lives. You dare to do such things as heaven and man's resentment!" Gu Fenghua put away his smile and said with a frosty face, his eyes as sharp as if it could penetrate people's hearts.
Chapter completed!