Eight red holy beads flashed between his eyebrows, and the momentum on his body also sparked! It turned out to be a master of the Eight Grades of the Soul Saint, no wonder he was so arrogant, no wonder this group of Saint Masters were willing to follow him.

"Kill me!" Ouyang Yuanming's laughter stopped, and the long sword slashed straight out towards Gu Fenghua.

It turned out that he didn't want to make more effort, so he was too lazy to do it, but in his mind, Gu Fenghua and the others were not many in number, and there were three women among them, and they didn't dare to do it at all. Who knew that the other party was so ignorant, and he would be too lazy to talk nonsense. Just take this opportunity to kill the chickens and monkeys, and then shock the people around him who follow him in desperation, lest they have different intentions.

As soon as they saw Ouyang Yuanming make a move, the others naturally didn't dare to delay, and they also followed suit.

The swords flickered all around, and more than two dozen long swords slashed towards Gu Fenghua at the same time. Just looking at the position where Gu Fenghua and the others were standing, as well as the expressions of Luo Enen and the others, they could see who they were leading by, they believed that as long as they killed Gu Fenghua, the others would immediately give in, and there would be no more resistance.

It's a pity that they think too well.

Their movements were not unpleasant, but Gu Fenghua and the others made faster moves. How can a group of rabble be compared with Gu Fenghua and others, who share life and death?

"A sword, earth-shattering!" With Gu Fenghua's clear drink, the eight sword rays slashed towards Ouyang Yuanming at the same time.

At the same time, red holy beads also appeared on their foreheads.

The six grades of the soul saint, the fourth grade, the third grade, and the Dharma saint...... Seeing their strength clearly, Ouyang Yuanming almost laughed out loud again: with this bit of strength, he actually dared to speak wildly in front of his dignified Soul Saint Eight Pins, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead! Even if there is no other person to help, he is confident that he will kill Gu Fenghua with the joint efforts of the other party's eight people, let her know how the dead word is written, and let others know what the fate is with the wrong person.

However, this thought did not last long, and soon, his eyes widened and he could no longer laugh.

The eight sword rays actually converged and condensed in front of his eyes, as if one person made a move, and vaguely, there seemed to be a subtle rhythm between heaven and earth, and the power of the sword instantly multiplied, far from being as simple as several soul saints added together, but multiplied, several times improved.

"Not good!" Ouyang Yuanming exclaimed in his heart. He is not weak, and after this period of life and death experience, his six senses have become more acute, and his intuition of danger is also stronger. In this sword, he clearly smelled the breath of death.

I didn't have time to think about it, and as soon as the euro moved, I wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"Choke!" With a clear sound, the sword light of the eight swords in one split his sword, cut off his long sword, and the red light flashed in front of him, and his two eyes saw the other half of his body flying out diagonally, and then, there was boundless and eternal darkness.

Since Ouyang Yuanming is innocent of death, Gu Fenghua and the others will naturally not show mercy!

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone raised their swords, but they didn't dare to cut half an inch.

This sword is too fast, and it is too terrifying, not only Ouyang Yuanming, who is the eighth grade of the soul saint, was cut in half with a sword, but even the two henchmen of the fourth rank of the soul saint next to him were shocked to the point that their internal organs were shattered, and their meridians were broken, and they vomited blood and died on the spot, where did the others still have the slightest idea of making a move.

They all withdrew their holy qi, and their faces were full of panic and fear.