He was stunned and watched Sima Batian escape further and further, until the background completely disappeared, Zhong Lingjun suddenly came to his senses. Unfortunately, it was too late to run away at this time. The poor Mr. Zhong was so scared that his legs became weak and almost sat on the ground.

Fortunately, Zhong Lingxiu didn't run away, and his family could trust him at the critical moment. However, with the lessons of Sima Batian and his disciples, he didn't have much hope for Zhong Lingxiu. He just thought that two people were beaten, which would be a little easier than one person. Who would have thought that Zhong Lingxiu's cultivation level had reached the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint, and the power of this sword was obviously not as simple as the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint.

So, Mr. Zhong, who was so scared that his body was weak, was instantly resurrected with blood and suddenly shook again. He really didn't believe that Gu Fenghua's cultivation was stronger than the eighth grade of the Emperor Saint!

He was not wrong. Gu Fenghua's cultivation was indeed not as strong as the eighth-level Emperor Saint. Like Zhong Lingxiu, she was also the seventh-level Emperor Saint.

However, the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint and the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint are actually not exactly the same. Even if the real combat power of the two exceeds their cultivation level, they are still different from each other.

Amid everyone's screams and Zhong Lingjun's smug laughter, Gu Fenghua also took action, and the long sword wrapped in a thick silk cloth slashed towards him.

Like Zhong Lingxiu's sword, it is also so simple and so pure that there is no mystery of the change.

"Boom!" Two sword lights collided violently in the air. On the vast wasteland, a shocking sound spread from afar, echoing endless heaven and earth.

The earth was trembling, and the entire Yunjin City was trembling. If it were not for the protection of the formation, the ancient city wall that had stood for thousands of years might have collapsed in this trembling.

With the sword lights connected as the center, the air waves swelled and flew sand and stones, and a piece of dust blocked the view. The invisible air waves rushed in, shocking the crowd around them to retreat continuously. Even Sima Jingnan and Zhu Sifang retreated several steps.

It was finally difficult for them to stabilize their bodies and look at the flying dust, with a look of horror and worry.

If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe that the two young juniors would have such a terrifying power that would burst out, but I don't know if Gu Fenghua could block Zhong Lingxiu's powerful sword.

The breeze blew, and the dust gradually dissipated. Finally, a beautiful and graceful figure appeared in their sight again. The breeze swept through her hair, and her white face was still so delicate and beautiful, and she was still so relaxed and calm, and she was not even stained with dust on her body, as if the shocking sword just now had nothing to do with her.

"Gu Fenghua!"

"She's fine, she's fine!"

"How is this possible? How could she be fine!" Everyone opened their eyes wide in surprise and muttered to themselves in disbelief.

"The Seventh Level of Emperor Saint, it turns out that she is also the Seventh Level of Emperor Saint!" Suddenly, someone pointed at Gu Fenghua and exclaimed.

Sure enough, seven golden holy beads appeared between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows. As everyone guessed, her cultivation was indeed higher than Luo Enen and others, and her strength was stronger.

"It turns out to be the seventh grade of the Emperor Saint, but it still makes no sense, no reason." However, after finally seeing Gu Fenghua's cultivation level clearly, everyone's expressions became even more surprised and more confused.
Chapter completed!