Ye Wentian clenched his fists, his eyes full of murderous intent swept over the eight elders, and he suddenly raised his hand and put the Qinglong Divine Sword on Ouyang Xun's neck, and the sharp blade immediately cut through the skin and flesh, and blood flowed down.

"You, what are you doing?" Ouyang Xun's face turned pale with fright, the fifth-order high-grade weapon was on his neck, this was not a joke, just the sword qi was enough to cut off his head.

"The hostages have been returned to you, what do you want!" Ouyang Qi said angrily.

"You don't want to get an inch, let go of the inquiry!" an elder rebuked.

"Young man, releasing the hostages is already the biggest concession, what else do you want? If you dare to be unfavorable to Xun'er, we few old immortals will only be able to risk killing you from the Nine Clans!"

Ye Wentian said coldly: "You don't seem to understand what I said, what I said is, hand over the hostages and murderers!"

"You don't want to get an inch!" several elders shouted angrily at the same time, and the Spirit Emperor's power twisted into a rumbling and ran over.

Ye Wentian gritted his teeth and sneered, completely ignoring the coercion, and with a slight movement of the sword blade, he cut off Ouyang Xun's main artery, and the blood burst out, spurting out more than half a meter high.

"Dad, help...... Help me!" Ouyang Xun was so frightened that both legs were trembling, at this rate of bleeding, even if he had cultivation, he wouldn't be able to support it for long.

"If you don't pay it, then pay it back with his life!" Ye Wentian used his strength to completely cut off Ouyang Xun's head.

"Dad!" Ouyang Xun screamed, almost rolling his eyes and fainting.

"Stop! we'll hand it over, we'll hand it over!" Ouyang Qi stopped shouting, gasped violently a few times, and said in a loud voice, "Come on, ...... Ouyang Mo"

Before he finished speaking, a tall and thin middle-aged man took the initiative to walk out, walked straight to Ye Wentian, and said, "Don't look for it, I'm here." ”

Ye Wentian raised the blade of the sword, kicked Ouyang Xun away, and then put the divine sword on the neck of the tall and thin middle-aged man, and said hesitantly: "Do you have the courage to admit it, do you regret suing me now?"

"Regret. The tall and thin middle-aged man named Ouyang Mo seemed to be very calm, and nodded without hesitation, not as flustered as Ouyang Xun.

"Then do you know your own end?" Ye Wentian continued to ask.

Ouyang Mo bowed his head and said: "Is it death, right? I didn't expect you to be able to borrow the Qinglong Divine Sword, it is planted in your hands today, but don't forget, the Qinglong Divine Sword can't be in your hands forever." ”

Ye Wentian snorted and sneered: "Are you saying that if there is no Qinglong Divine Sword, I can let you slaughter me? Dare to threaten me when you die! Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily, I will torture your soul and let your soul fly away in remorse!"

After speaking, Ye Wentian slammed his palm on Ouyang Mo's lower abdomen, forcibly dispersing his secretly condensed spiritual power, and completely strangling his conspiracy to pretend to be calm and waiting for an opportunity to break out.

This palm was so fierce that Ouyang Mo could no longer keep his composure, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and eight spider legs popped out like lightning, stabbing towards Ye Wentian's chest: "Go die!"

The distance was too close, Long Yuming, Long Yujiao, and Xiang Shaowu shouted at the same time: "Be careful!"

With such a close distance, it was too late to block it, Ouyang Qi showed a triumphant smile, he had already explained the assassination plan to Ouyang Mo Chuanyin, and he was just pretending just now. If the assassination is successful, it will not only remove the disaster, but also save the face of the Eight Poisons Sect and wash away today's shame, and more importantly, this pot will not be on the head of the Eight Poisons Sect, and all the charges will be borne by Ouyang Mo alone.

It was really a poisonous plan to kill birds with one stone, but unfortunately it was discovered by Ye Wentian, in the field of vision of the energy perception of the True Eye, the energy secretly gathered in Ouyang Mo's body was completely hidden.

In the frightened shouts of Long Yuming and the others, and in Ouyang Qi's smug sneer, eight spider legs stabbed Ye Wentian's heart at the same time.

However, there was no splash of blood, no popping sound of piercing flesh, and the spider legs, which were as sharp as spears, seemed to have stabbed King Kong, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

"How is it possible?" First of all, Ouyang Mo was stunned, how sharp the spider's legs were, he knew best, even if it was a fine steel plate, it would be pierced by a blow, how could it not pierce the flesh and blood?

"This can't be!" Ouyang Qi's smug expression suddenly froze, his mouth was wide open, and Ouyang Xun stared, his eyes almost bulging out.

"My God!" Long Yuming, Long Yujiao and Xiang Shaowu were also stunned, Long Yuming rubbed his eyes again, rubbed both sides again, and found that he was really not mistaken.

"Could it be a high-level defensive equipment?" Long Yujiao muttered.

"Don't forget that he is a refiner, and he is also a disciple of Feiyue, it's not strange to have a high-level defensive equipment, it's okay, it's okay, it's scared to death, huhu. Xiang Shaowu patted his chest, looking like he was the one who had been assassinated just now.

They didn't expect that Ye Wentian didn't have high-level defensive equipment, and he completely blocked the assassination of the spider legs with his strong body, no matter how sharp the spider legs were, could they have the sharpness of the Thunder Dragon Fang Heavenly Halberd? Can there be a demon knife with a red sharpness? It was not so simple to pierce his defense.

Of course, Ye Wentian won't explain, this is his trump card, the less people know about it, the better, otherwise the enemies will be scared away, and it's not very troublesome to kill?

"Aren't you surprised? You just pretended to be so similar, you almost deceived me. Ye Wentian's smile gradually became evil and tyrannical, just like the female marshal's abusive smile, and before Ouyang Mo could react, he suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled him hard.

"You, you give me a good time!" Ouyang Mo is also a smart person, at the same time as the assassination, he was already ready to die, at this time the assassination failed, and he knew that he had no luck, and now the only hope he had was to die happily.

"Dream!" Ye Wentian shouted loudly, like a devil coming out of hell, the strong spiritual power was forcibly poured into Ouyang Mo's body, raging wildly in his body, relying on the attribute advantage of spiritual power, he was completely suppressed, and then stepped on his knee joint, only to hear a click, the entire knee joint was trampled.

Ouyang Mo screamed, was trampled by Ye Wentian and fell to his knees, his hair was pulled, and his hands grabbed Ye Wentian's wrist, trying to move his hand away, but Ye Wentian's hand was like an iron tong, and he couldn't move it at all.

Ye Wentian looked around at everyone, finally looked at Ouyang Qi, and said with a cruel smile: "Now, it's time to pay the price!"

As he spoke, the Qinglong Divine Sword suddenly raised, turned in the air, the tip of the sword pointed downward, under the frightened gaze of everyone, in Ouyang Mo's frightened and desperate eyes, it pierced from his mouth, all the way down, pierced between his legs, penetrated his entire body, and nailed to the ground.