It is said that they are also well-known figures in the Southern Regions, and they should not bully a little woodcutter with more victories and fewer victories, but these eight people also encountered the same situation as the Four Saints, and felt that their spiritual power was greatly suppressed by a mysterious force, and the cultivation of the eight of them was lower than that of the Four Saints, so they naturally felt more pressured, so only the strength of the eight people could give full play to their strength.

The eight monsters of Jiangnan glanced at each other, and began to quickly pounce towards Murong Xiu with their blades.

They launched an attack, firstly, because they couldn't stand Murong Xiu's arrogance and arrogance, and secondly, they felt that the vast spiritual power that had been pressed over by Murong Xiu's body made them a little suffocated, as if they were suppressed by 100,000 mountains, if they didn't resist, they might be crushed to death by the mountains, their tempers were very explosive and strange, and they naturally would not be willing to sit still.

The appearance of the eight monsters is strange, wearing strange costumes, and the weapons are all rare Qimen blades, and the number of martial arts paths and moves are very different from those of the Central Plains.

The eight people stepped in each direction, closely cooperating, their bodies were fluctuating, the walls of spiritual power and light were densely intertwined, their cooperation was seamless, the formation was mysterious, and the eight people trapped Murong Xiu tightly in it, just like a copper wall that was impervious to wind and rain.

Eight weapons were swung towards Murong Xiu at the same time, hitting Murong Xiu's eight different deadly parts, and the power was like a hurricane hitting a mountain and a tsunami.

Murong Xiu stood among the eight people, her figure was motionless, she seemed calm and relaxed, when the blade of the eight monsters slashed in front of her, her body was suddenly shrouded by a faint layer of golden light, the golden light cover was extremely mysterious, and it was extremely weird, the blades of the eight monsters slashed into the golden light, neither could hurt Murong Xiu's body, and it was impossible to withdraw the change of style, as if they were absorbed by the powerful power of the gods and Buddhas, making them fall into an embarrassing situation.

The eight monsters were shocked, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, of course they weren't tired, how could they be tired if they hadn't even finished a single move? It was really this demonic little woodcutter who frightened them, eight people have been roaming the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they have seen countless masters, but if they can't even make a single move, this is really the first time they have encountered it.

I'm afraid it's the last time I've encountered it!Because when the eight monsters wanted to withdraw their blades, they were horrified to find that their palms and arms were like grafted on their blades, and they didn't even have a chance to dodge, they each maintained their original attacking posture, looking at each other in horror, and they all knew in their hearts that their end had come, as long as this little woodcutter made a move, they would all have to be wiped out, and the people who could firmly control them within one move would not be easy to destroy them?

A monstrous force of shock was introduced into their bodies from the blades of the eight monsters, and the eight monsters were shocked by this huge force, and their bodies flew out messily, flying to a very far place, only to fall into the dust one after another, lying on the ground and spitting blood, and their blades were all inserted around them, as if they all had eyes and wings.

Although the eight monsters were in pain, they still showed a bleak smile, they were not dead after all, it seemed that the woodcutter did not intend to take their lives, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and began to exercise and breathe to heal themselves.

The four saints of Guma have also made a move, and several people seem disdainful of the fiasco of the Eight Monsters: don't be strong without those two hits, they feel that their strength is still many times stronger than that of the Eight Monsters.

The void once again set off a vast spiritual power, Wu Tianzheng and the Four Saints had already flown into the sky at an extremely high place, because the spiritual power of the Four Saints was indeed not comparable to the Eight Monsters, Murong Xiu could restrain and control the spiritual power so as not to hurt others, but the Four Saints would never care so much.

Mo Yan Feng's mad demon stick, Mo Yan Hu's tiger roaring fist, Mo Yan Yun's cloud piercing spear, and Mo Yan Long's mad dragon halberd were all practiced to the realm of perfection, and they stirred the wind and thunder, shattered the void, and crushed Murong Xiu with a monstrous murderous aura.

Qiu Wucai and Liu Wuse had already protected Hai Dafu and the four of them to hide in the distance, if Murong Xiu was defeated, they would have to slip away as soon as possible, but after all, Sanwu Swordsman and Hai Dafu were both top masters, and they were still quite confident in Murong Xiu, this was the best boy they had ever seen in their lives.

Mo Yanfeng's mad devil stick is thick and heavy, more than 300 catties, with his spiritual power, once it dances, there are tens of millions of catties of strength, the huge stick shadow dances out of the mountains and rivers, and the strong stick wind has indestructible power, not to mention the mortal body, even if you are King Kong's incorruptible body, you may be beaten by him with a stick, and the mountains and dangerous peaks will also be flattened by him with a stick, and the Yangtze River will also be cut off by him with a blow.

To the great surprise of the four saints, the little woodcutter actually pulled out the ordinary broken axe from his waist, the blade of the axe was very wide, although it was also a little sharp, but there were two places that had broken and rolled the blade, it was a veritable broken axe.

The little woodcutter used this broken axe to block Mo Yanfeng's stick, with a fierce and short sound of weapon collision with "ding", countless electric sparks burst out of the void, Mo Yanfeng's mad demon stick was slammed out by the axe, Mo Yanfeng only felt that the tiger's mouth was in sharp pain as if it was cracked, and the person unconsciously pounced out in the other direction with the big stick, and the stick shadow was more urgent, and it was smashing towards Mo Yanyun.

Mo Yanyun originally pierced the cloud spear to stab Murong Xiu, but unexpectedly, Mo Yanfeng's big stick was knocked away by Murong Xiu, turned around and smashed into his temple, and he couldn't dodge in a hurry, only instinctively returned the gun to protect himself and wanted to block the mad magic stick, but how could his cloud-piercing gun resist the fierce force of the crazy magic stick, and the guns and sticks collided with a loud bang, only shaking Mo Yanyun out of a dozen zhang away, and almost fell from the void.

Mo Yan Hu's Tiger Roar Fist and Mo Yan Dragon's Wild Dragon Halberd have both attacked, and the Tiger Roar Fist condensed a violent tiger head phantom, smashing towards Murong Xiu's face door with a roaring sound of "roar", and the Wild Dragon Halberd "Secretly Crossing Chen Cang" stabbed Murong Xiu's heart, the halberd was like a wild dragon, the tiger roared and shocked the sky, and the two of them struck back and forth like an iron tong, firmly clamping Murong Xiu in the middle.

It's a pity that their strength is far from Murong Xiu, with the loud sound of "boom" iron fist collision, Murong Xiu shook Mo Yan Hu's punch again, and immediately smashed the huge tiger head, the tiger roar immediately turned into a miserable howl, Mo Yan Hu's big iron fist has been completely shattered by Murong Xiu's bones, and the iron fist is seriously deformed, just like a meat patty, flat on the wrist, the pain is indescribable.