This heavy sword, in the hands of the petite Gu Fenghua, is even more huge.

Obviously, Gu Fenghua's sword was taken from her storage bracelet.

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent.

Isn't Gu Fenghua a beast master?

She will make a sword?

Could it be that she is a holy teacher?

Is this possible?

"You're a holy master?" Fan Anbing looked at the sword in Gu Fenghua's hand, but he was even more excited.

Gu Fenghua didn't answer him this question, but smiled and said in a calm voice: "Congratulations on your success in angering me and making me want to avenge En'en with my own hands." ”

"Eun?" Fan Anbing was puzzled, and immediately sneered, "Just my last opponent." Stupid woman, she's weak, she deserves it. I didn't kill her, what revenge do you have? ”

"So I'm not going to kill you." Gu Fenghua still smiled gently, but the words he said had an indescribable ruthlessness. But I'll give you back ten times the pain you added to Lorne.

"Just you?" Fan Anbing wanted to look up to the sky and laugh.

However, the next moment, Fan Anbing's laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck that had been choked by the neck. Eyes widened! Because of Gu Fenghua in front of him, he swung his sword and attacked directly at his front door! The speed frightened him. After an afterimage, Gu Fenghua had already appeared in front of him.

Fan Anbing raised his sword to block.

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound from the handover of weapons.

Fan Anbing took two steps back to stabilize his figure.

He looked at Gu Fenghua in astonishment, and when he saw eight white holy beads appearing on Gu Fenghua's forehead, he was a little relieved.

Although he was surprised that Gu Fenghua was really a saint master, he was not afraid when he saw that Gu Fenghua's strength was the same as his.

The two parted and stood still again.

However, the audience was already in shock.

"Gu Fenghua is a holy master!"

"Eight Rank Dou Sheng, I'm not mistaken, right?"

"Who said that Gu Fenghua is a waste wood that can't be cultivated?"

"Is she a beast master, or a saint master? Oh my mother, I'm really not dreaming...... It hurts, what are you doing pinching me? ”

"Are you in pain? Then I'm not dreaming. ”

"Neurotic, you pinch yourself."

Wu Yongjun sat next to Jiang Ziyi, compared to the excited Jiang Ziyi, he was much calmer. Hehe, Eight Rank Fighting Saints? Gu Fenghua is not an eight-rank Dou Saint, she is a real Law Saint! It's time to play!

Zhong Wanying, who was standing in the crowd, no longer had a trace of blood on her face. Gu Fenghua is actually an eight-rank Dou Sheng, far exceeding her strength. As her only "close friend", she didn't know anything about it.

"Wanying, don't you have a good relationship with Gu Fenghua? You've always said that she can't cultivate, so let's not look down on her, were you teasing us before? A girl next to Zhong Wanying glared at Zhong Wanying and asked unkindly.

Zhong Wanying opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

What can she say? said that she never wanted to be friendly with Gu Fenghua, she pretended to bealong. said that Gu Fenghua had known it for a long time, so she didn't know Gu Fenghua's true strength at all?

Can she say that?

The white fat man sat next to Wu Yongjun, who was also in the bottom six of the top ten. He looked at Fan Anbing on the stage with a cold face at the moment. That day, Lorne was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of stubbornness. It's this Fan Anbing, who beat Lorne and is still recuperating in bed. Fan Anbing could obviously knock Lorne off the test bench and win, or let Lorne admit defeat. But he didn't, he tortured Lorne with one sword after another, and Lorne, who was speechless, didn't even give Lorne a chance to admit defeat.

The white fat man remembered the tragic situation of Lorne very well at that time, and even remembered the anger that Gu Fenghua tried to suppress under the calm face at that time.

Today, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.