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

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

For a moment, the surroundings became quiet.

Isn’t Gu Fenghua a beast master?

Can she use a sword?

Is she a saint?

Is this possible?

"Are you a saint?" Fan Anbing looked at the sword in Gu Fenghua's hand, but became even more excited.

But Gu Fenghua did not answer his question, but smiled sweetly and his voice was calm: "Congratulations on your successful anger and making me want to avenge my kindness with my own hands."

"Yeah?" Fan Anbing was puzzled and then sneered, "It's my previous opponent. A stupid woman, she deserves it. I didn't kill her, so what revenge do you take?"

"So I won't kill you either." Gu Fenghua still smiled gently, but his words were filled with unspeakable ruthlessness. But I will ask you to add ten times the pain on Luo Enen to you.

"You are the only one?" Fan Anbing wanted to laugh out loud.

However, the next moment, Fan Anbing's laughter stopped abruptly, as if he was being strangled by a duck. He widened his eyes! Because Gu Fenghua in front of him swung his sword and attacked him in front of him! The speed was so fast that he was shocked. After aft, Gu Fenghua had already appeared in front of him.

Fan Anbing raised his sword to block it.

"Clang!" The weapon handover made a crisp sound.

Fan Anbing took two steps back to stabilize his body.

He looked at Gu Fenghua in shock, and when he saw eight white holy beads appearing between Gu Fenghua's forehead, he felt a little relieved.

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

The two separated and stood still again.

However, there was already a burst of exclamations in the audience.

"Gu Fenghua is a saint!"

"Eighth-grade Dou Sheng, I'm not mistaken?"

"Who said Gu Fenghua is a useless man who cannot practice?"

"Is she a beast master or a saint? My mother, I'm really not dreaming... It hurts so much, why are you doing when you pinch me on the horse?"

"You're in pain? Then I'm not dreaming."

"Crazy, pinch yourself."

Wu Yongjun sat next to Jiang Ziyi. Compared to the excited Jiang Ziyi, he was much calmer. Haha, eighth-grade Dou Sheng? Gu Fenghua is not an eighth-grade Dou Sheng, she is a real Dharma Saint! She has something to play with!

Standing in the crowd, Zhong Wanying's face was no longer covered with blood. Gu Fenghua was actually an eighth-grade Dou Sheng, far exceeding her strength. As her only "close friend", she had no idea at all.

"Wanying, don't you have a good relationship with Gu Fenghua? You have always said that she can't practice and let us not look down on her. Have you been 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 could she say? She never thought of having a good relationship with Gu Fenghua, and she pretended to behave. She had already known Gu Fenghua, so she had no idea about being silly with herself. She didn't know Gu Fenghua's true strength at all?

Can she say this?
Chapter completed!