Although Gu Fenghua's strength is strong, and there are two demon pets with a plant and a beast to help, it may not be much stronger than Fang Tianyou, who has comprehended the Thousand Swords of Fengyun, is she really qualified to let Luo Changfeng draw the sword?

By the way, Gu Fenghua has just been to the Zichen Palace, and she should have entered the Seventh Major Hall, but each of the Major Halls only stays for a few days, and she only stays in the last Seventh Hall for seven days, in such a short time, even if she has more understanding, how much can her cultivation improve?

Thinking like this, their already excited mood fell again, and they began to worry about Gu Fenghua.

"Fenghua, or forget it."

"Fenghua, don't be reckless!" In Fenghua's ears, two qi-gathering sounds sounded at the same time. One is from Xie Huaiyuan, and the other is from Fang Shibo.

Not only the young saints in the audience, but even they were all the same worried.

If it is a normal exchange, it will be defeated, and it is just a big deal to be injured, but the Guanghua Temple came prepared this time, and it was clearly the idea of drawing salaries from the bottom of the kettle, and they didn't want Gu Fenghua to have any more accidents.

"Don't worry, I'm sure." Gu Fenghua gathered his breath and said to the two of them with confidence.

Xie Huaiyuan was just that, Fang Shibo's concern really surprised and moved her.

Xie Huaiyuan and Fang Shibo had already seen that Gu Fenghua was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and her mind was firm, and she was by no means as soft and weak as a helpless little white flower as she seemed on the surface, and they also knew that she was not a reckless person, and it was impossible to joke about her own cultivation, so they didn't persuade her more.

Gu Fenghua collected his thoughts, looked at Luo Changfeng, and slowly raised his long sword.

Although even the sword sheath was wrapped in silk cloth, if you looked closely, from the gaps in the silk cloth, there were still faint rays of divine light like stars.

Lorne and the white fat man, Ye Wuse and the others looked at Gu Fenghua excitedly and expectantly.

Everyone thought that they had only stayed in the seventh major hall of the Zichen Hall for seven days, but they knew that entering the realm of the Heavenly Human Sacred Heart in just seven days was equivalent to ten years of cultivation for Gu Fenghua, not only did the cultivation realm improve to the third grade of the Soul Saint, but the comprehension of the Eight Swords Returning to the Yuan must also be on a higher level.

So now, how strong should her real combat power be?

"Gu Fenghua, let me see, what is so amazing about your Ethereal Cloud Valley Peerless Learning, how dare you be so arrogant." It's a pity that Luo Changfeng didn't know these things, he still held the long sword in his arms and said with an arrogant face.

I have to admit that this guy's posture of holding the long sword looks uninhibited, quite a bit of the legendary madman's sword hidden style, and the Xinghua holy cultivators in the audience are even more worried.

"Has anyone ever told you a word?" Gu Fenghua asked suddenly.

"What?" Luo Changfeng didn't expect Gu Fenghua to be in the mood to chat with him at this time, and he was slightly stunned.

"Pretend to be X, struck by lightning!" As soon as Gu Fenghua's words fell, the long sword had already slashed out.

The sword is shocking, and the wind and clouds change color!

Even if there were layers of silk cloth wrapping, they couldn't hide the white sword qi divine light, and the entire sky was shrouded in that dazzling sword light, as if it was broken from it, and it seemed that everything in the world was going to be destroyed under this sword.

Luo Changfeng never dreamed that Gu Fenghua's sword would be so powerful, and under the shock, his face instantly turned pale and colorless, where was there still a little free and easy, a little uninhibited.