My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Eight red holy beads flickered between his eyebrows, and his aura was also lifted! It turned out to be a master of the eighth rank of Soul Sage, no wonder he was so arrogant, no wonder this group of saints were willing to follow him.

"Kill me!" Ouyang Yuanming stopped laughing, and the long sword slashed straight at Gu Fenghua.

It turned out that he didn't want to spend too much effort and was too lazy to do it. In his mind, Gu Fenghua and others were not many in number, and there were three women among them, so they didn't dare to do it at all. Who knew that the other party was so ignorant of good and evil, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He just took this opportunity to scare the chickens and frighten the monkeys, and then frighten those around him who followed him in desperation, lest they have a different heart.

As soon as they saw Ouyang Yuanming make a move, the others naturally did not dare to delay, and followed suit.

Sword lights flickered all around, and more than twenty long swords slashed at Gu Fenghua at the same time. Just looking at the positions where Gu Fenghua and the others stood, as well as the expressions of Luo Enen and the others, one could tell who they were leading. They believed that as long as Gu Fenghua was killed, the others would immediately succumb and there was no way to resist. Heart.

Unfortunately, they thought too well.

Their movements were not unpleasant, but Gu Fenghua and others shot faster. How can a group of mobs compare with Gu Fenghua and others who depend on life and death?

"One sword, shocking the world!" With Gu Fenghua's clear shout, eight sword beams slashed at Ouyang Yuanming at the same time.

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

Soul sages of the sixth rank, fourth rank, third rank, Dharma saints... Seeing their strength, Ouyang Yuanming almost laughed out loud again: With such strength, he dared to speak out in front of his majestic eighth rank of soul saints. It is simply life and death! Even without the help of other people, he is still confident that with the joint efforts of the eight opponents, he will kill Gu Fenghua, let her know how to write the dead word, and let others know what the fate of following the wrong person will be.

However, this thought didn't last for too long, and soon, his eyes widened and he couldn't laugh anymore.

The eight sword lights converged and condensed in front of his eyes, as if one person struck out, and there seemed to be a subtle rhythm in the world, and the power of the sword doubled in an instant, far from being joined by a few soul saints. It is so simple together, but it is multiplied and several times improved.

"Not good!" Ouyang Yuanming exclaimed in his heart. He was not weak in the first place, but after experiencing life and death during this period, his six senses became more acute, and his intuition for danger became stronger. In this sword, he clearly smelled the breath of death.

Before he had time to think about it, Ou Ming moved his feet and wanted to back away, but it was already too late.

"Choke!" With a clear cry, the sword glow of the eight swords in one split his sword glow, cut off his long sword, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and his two eyes saw his other half. The body flew out obliquely, and after that, there was boundless and eternal darkness.

Since Ouyang Yuanming deserved to die, Gu Fenghua and others will naturally not show mercy!

There was dead silence all around, everyone held up their long swords, but they didn't dare to cut half an inch.

This sword was too fast and too terrifying. Not only Ouyang Yuanming, the eighth-rank Soul Sage, was cut in half by a single sword, but even the confidantes of the two fourth-rank Soul Sages around him were shaken to the core. All the broken meridians were broken, and he vomited blood and died on the spot. How could the others have the slightest thought of doing it.

Withdrawing their holy spirit at the same time, their faces were full of panic and fear.