My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

There was no need for them to say more, as Ke Yuanhua roared angrily, flew towards Gu Fenghua and slapped him with his palm.

It was the first time in his life that he had been humiliated like this. Naturally, he would not show any mercy when he took action.

A palm shadow was shot in the air, and instantly transformed into thousands of rays, layer upon layer like surging dark clouds, making the already dark night look even more depressing and dull. The surrounding air seemed to have completely solidified at this moment, like invisible mountains squeezing in from all directions. In the face of this huge pressure, not only was it difficult to breathe, but even the holy energy flowing in the body suddenly stagnated.

And four golden holy beads also appeared between Ke Yuanhua's eyebrows, looking particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Fourth grade Emperor Saint! No wonder Zhan Xin Sect can achieve the momentum it has today, and its reputation is not in vain. Gu Fenghua sighed secretly.

Although Ke Yuan's cultivation level as a fourth-grade Emperor Saint is still far behind that of Teng Hongtu, his palm has its own uniqueness. Its power far exceeds that of a fourth-grade Emperor Saint, even if it is ordinary. A strong person of the fifth level of Emperor Saint would not even be able to easily receive his palm. And don't forget, he is only the fifth elder of the Zhanxin Sect. Besides Teng Hongtu, there are three other elders above him. Their strength is definitely stronger than him.

Such five elders plus the sect master, as long as they don't offend the Eighteen Monarchs and the three holy monarchs, they may be able to escape the entire Wuji Holy Heaven. No wonder they act so openly and unscrupulously.

Ke Yuanhua was obviously very satisfied with his palm. He looked down at Gu Fenghua with a twitching face and a ferocious smile.

He made up his mind that this palm would blow Gu Fenghua to ashes, and would never give her the slightest chance of survival. Only in this way can he vent his anger.

Unfortunately, he thought too much.

In the past, it was difficult for Gu Fenghua to deal with Ke Yuanhua's earth-shattering palm. But now that she has the cultivation level of the seventh-grade Emperor Saint, how could she take a mere fourth-grade Emperor Saint in her eyes? Even if his true combat power surpasses his cultivation level and reaches the fifth level of Emperor Saint, this is no exception.

Too lazy to draw the sword, Gu Fenghua moved and threw it out with a palm.

This palm is so ordinary and calm, as if it is driving away a buzzing and annoying fly.

Seeing her swinging her palm like this, Zhu Sifang was so anxious that he wanted to jump. Is this the time to show off? Your opponent is Ke Yuanhua, one of the five elders of the Zhanxin Sect. It’s not Pu Jiaojiao who you want to squeeze and step on. You are clearly here. Looking for death!

Although Gu Fenghua said that he didn't need to intervene, he couldn't just watch her die tragically in front of him, and it was such a stupid way to die. Zhu Sifang did not dare to delay, so he jumped up and stood in front of Gu Fenghua.

However, as soon as he flew up, his eyes widened suddenly, he was forced to freeze in mid-air, and his outstretched palm stopped as if it were petrified.

Gu Fenghua's delicate and white palm passed directly through the turbulent layers of palm shadows shrouded in dark clouds, and then threw it on Ke Yuanhua's face without any hindrance.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, Ke Yuanhua's body swung in the air and flew out like an arrow from a string.

Everything happened so fast, everyone was stunned, just watching Ke Yuanhua fly more than ten feet away, like a stone, his whole body stiffened and hit the ground heavily.