Gu Feng held his breath, he felt the pressure, and at the same time he was waiting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This kind of power failed to solve the other party, and the disciples in the audience were a little disappointed.

At this time, the envoy sitting above seemed to have finally come to a trace of interest, and watched curiously.

For a moment, the scene was a little quiet, but people could feel the turbulence and horror hidden in it.

Now, whether it is Qingyuntang or the Lily Gang, they are all nervous, and the ancient style seems to be able to really threaten the acquired realm.

Although it is a bit fantastical, the truth is in front of us, and Los Angeles has been injured.

Gu Feng has this powerful recovery ability, and it is beneficial for him to delay time as much as possible.

Now the terrible wound on his back, though still painful, had begun to heal slowly, and no more blood was coming out.

The sword in his hand is held tighter, and the momentum on Gu Feng's body is slowly rising, he is here, gathering momentum!

Finally, Los Angeles moved.

He had no smile for a long time, and the sneering face in Gu Feng's mouth was gone.

Carrying the sword, Los Angeles leaped to its feet, and the sword gathered above his head and burst out with a silver glow.

This sword is full of true qi and dazzling silver.

This light is different from the golden light of Jiang Dao Liu, it is the unique light of true qi.

The long sword was in the air, the power was terrifying, and the light skyrocketed, drowning the ancient wind.

Everyone in the audience widened their eyes, this was the final blow, and who won and who lost was at this moment.

"It's now!"

A ray of light burst out from Gu Feng's eyes, there was nowhere to borrow strength in the sky, there was no way to dodge, and now, it was time to hit it hard.

Gu Feng raised his sword, and a trace of spiritual power was quietly injected.

The best use of spiritual power is on top of attack.

"Three slashes, three slashes!"

This time, it will be a success!

It was still a simple black giant sword, but at this moment it was a little different, with a hint of aura.

The basic strength reaches ten bulls, and the general explosive power can reach twenty bulls, and the three slashes are doubled to reach the terrifying forty bulls, plus the gathering momentum, a trace of aura assistance.

The power of this sword, Gu Feng himself didn't dare to imagine, how strong it was.

"Spiritual power!" a hint of color flashed in the envoy's eyes, "Could it be an innate spirit body?"

Immediately, he shook his head again, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "It's a pity, it's the worst innate spirit body, and there is only a trace of spiritual power." ”

In the field.

The greatsword, the silver glow, collided instantly, and then exploded.

"Boom ......"

The ground shook violently, and the crowd shook.

"What a terrible force. ”

The crowd was horrified, imagining that if they stood on it, they would be shattered in an instant.

After a long time, the ground returned to calm, and all eyes were focused on the ring, even the envoy, who was also curious about whether that young man could create a miracle.

Eventually, everything calmed down, and only one person was still standing.

That's it, the young man with the giant sword, ancient style!

"He's won? But what about one more?"

Someone found that Los Angeles was missing.

"Gone?" the crowd searched.

Gu Feng gasped violently, his body was weak for a while, there was a trace of dizziness, and the wound on his back was torn again.

He clubbed his sword to the ground, barely holding himself on to his feet.

The venue was already a little dilapidated and miserable.

At this time, the envoy stood up, looked around, and said, "In this competition, Qingyuntang won, and Yaoshan belongs to it, so it is intact. ”

The sound is not loud, said into the ears of each one.

With that, he turned around and walked away.

"Victory!" the disciples rejoiced.

Elder Zhong was a little incredulous, he really won, and in the situation that the other party had a master of the Heavenly Realm, they still won and kept the ownership of the Medicine Mountain.

And knowing everything is because of one person, ancient style.

He didn't expect that Gu Feng would really defeat the Acquired Realm, which was shocking.

Although he was also very optimistic about Gu Feng at first, he didn't expect Gu Feng to be able to do this, and his original hope was to put it on Jiang Daoliu.

Elder Zhong's heart was full of sighs, and there was endless brilliance in his eyes.

"Ahem...... Can someone help me down, thanks. "Gu Feng has now exhausted his strength, and he can barely stand, and he can't move a single step anymore.

Suddenly, everyone embraced the ancient style and carried it down.

"Gu Feng, where is Los Angeles, what happened to you?"

It was a sharp, hurried voice, and it came.

Everyone turned around, and a young woman with a terrifying gaze stood behind her.

At this time, the young woman had long lost her composure, replaced by worry and panic.

This game has been lost, if Luo Shan dies again, she doesn't know how to explain, and after the terrible return, it is unknown whether there will be a life.

Gu Feng looked at the young woman in front of him weakly, and said lightly: "How do I know, it may be smashed to pieces, maybe you go to the stage and dig it, maybe you can find him." ”

The young woman's eyes looked at Gu Feng even more resentfully, as if she could eat people.

Gu Feng had no doubt that if it weren't for Elder Zhong on the side, he would definitely break himself into pieces.

"Qingyuntang, wait for me!" After the young woman finished speaking, she really went to the ring and dug up.

Gu Feng was stunned, and she really dug out a person, that is, Luoshan.

Gu Feng looked at the slightly undulating chest, and was slightly disappointed, he was not dead yet, it was really fateful.

The young woman breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, picked up Luo Shan, who still had a faint breath, and hurried back to her disciples without caring about her own disciples.

Hope to die halfway, cursed by the ancient wind.

After a few days of repairing, Gu Feng and his party also rode on their horses and embarked on the way home.

As soon as he returned to Qingyun Hall, the name of the ancient style spread throughout Qingyun Hall, to the point that no one knew about it.

At the same time, the small house of Gu Feng was almost crowded.

"Senior Brother Gu, I heard that you defeated the master of the Houtian Realm, is this true?"

"Senior Brother Gu, I heard that you won the victory with a huge weapon, can you show me? ”

"Senior Brother Gu......"

All kinds of problems came one after another, and Gu Feng felt that his head was about to explode.

"One by one, they all lined up, and after each batch, they had to wait for ten minutes, and they asked questions one by one. Jiang Ling, the little girl, took the initiative to maintain order in the room.

Gu Feng had a headache, why didn't his brother look at her, it was really strange.

"Whew! I'm finally running out. ”

Gu Feng tried his best to finally escape from the sea of bitterness and find a hidden mountain forest.

Once again, I confirmed that this place was hidden enough, and Gu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that it is famous, and it is not so good!

Then, Gu Feng carefully took out a gourd, which contained the wish power taken from the Buddha statue that time, and a strange ghost.

After thinking about it, Gu Feng opened the gourd.

However, after a few moments, there was no half-reaction.

That ghost didn't come out, could it be that he was afraid of the sun?