Chapter 1109

Eight red beads twinkled between his brows, and his momentum was also excited! It turns out that he is a master of soul Saint eight. No wonder he is so arrogant. No wonder these saints are willing to follow him.

"Kill me!" As soon as Ouyang Yuanming's laughter stopped, his sword came straight at Gu Fenghua.

It turned out that he didn't want to work hard and didn't want to do anything. When he wanted to come, Gu Fenghua and others were not many, and there were three women among them, who didn't dare to do anything at all. Who knows that the other party is so ignorant, he is too lazy to talk nonsense. Just take this opportunity to kill the chicken and frighten the monkey, and then frighten those who follow him, so that they will not have a different heart.

As soon as he saw Ouyang Yuanming's action, other people didn't dare to delay, and they followed him.

There were more than 20 long swords cutting at Gu Fenghua at the same time. Just look at the position of Gu Fenghua and others, as well as the look of Luo en and others, we can see who they are headed by. They believe that as long as they kill Gu Fenghua, others will give in immediately and have no heart of resistance.

Unfortunately, they think too well.

Their action is not fast, but Gu Fenghua and others are faster. How can a group of mobs compare with Gu Fenghua and others who share life and death?

"A sword, startle the world!" With Gu Fenghua's clear drink, eight swords cut Ouyang Yuanming at the same time.

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

Soul Saint six, four, three, law Saint... See their strength, Ouyang Yuanming almost laughed out again: on this strength, even dare to speak wildly in front of his soul Saint eight, it's a dead man! Even without other people's help, he is confident that with the help of the other party's eight people, Gu Fenghua will be killed, so that she can know how to write the dead word, and let other people know what will happen if they follow the wrong person.

However, this idea didn't last long. Soon, his eyes widened and he couldn't laugh any more.

The eight swords merged in front of his eyes. It seemed that he was alone. Faintly, there seemed to be a subtle rhythm between heaven and earth. The power of the sword doubled in an instant. It was not as simple as the combination of several soul saints, but multiplied and multiplied.

"No!" Ouyang Yuanming exclaimed in his heart. His strength is not weak. After this period of life and death experience, the six senses become more acute, and his instinct for danger is also stronger. In this sword, he clearly smelled the breath of death.

There's no time to think about it. When the euro moves under its feet, it wants to retreat, but it's too late.

"Choking!" With a clear sound, the sword of eight swords in one split his sword and cut off his long sword. With a flash of red light in front of his eyes, his two eyes could see his other half slanting out, and then there was boundless and eternal darkness.

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

There was a dead silence all around. Everyone held up their swords, but they did not dare to cut half an inch.

The sword was too fast and terrible. Not only Ouyang Yuanming, the eighth grade of the soul saint, was cut in half by one sword, but also the inner organs of the two fourth grade of the soul Saint around him were broken, and the meridians were broken. He vomited blood and died on the spot. No one else had any idea to do it.

Coincidentally take back the Holy Spirit, their faces are full of fear, full of fear.