The five Hou Guanqing, who were frightened back by Gong Wuhou's sword, were all looking at him vigilantly at this time, and they had already been afraid in their hearts, and even the 'Hades Frequent Guest' Ghost Supreme quietly took another half a step back, ready to escape from this place of right and wrong at any time.

If they can really join forces, it won't be so easy to kill a person by Gong Wuhou, but they have just met, and they have never cooperated together before, and they are all arrogant people, although it seems that six people are surrounding and killing one person, but it is more like attacking in an orderly manner, and it may even affect the people around them.

A peerless innate was beheaded by a sword under their noses, if it had no effect on them, even if they didn't even believe in themselves, their combat power was reduced by three points after losing their momentum, how could they deal with the next form?

"You, the time to delay the future!" "Seeing that the palace is like a dream spinning and flying, fluttering and embroidery, the brocade is like Zhu Hua blooming, the butterfly shadow is swaying, and the sky and the earth are ashamed of the color in an instant, and the ghosts and gods are shocked and glamorous, this sword, like a dream, like fog and smoke, looming, but it is like a dragon that rises in shock, floating through the void, the ghostly red glamour flashed, and then, the head of the ghost supreme of the king of Hades' frequent guest rose to the sky.

"Let's go~!" Don't dare to stay here for half a minute longer, the sword of Gong Wuhou has already scared them out of their guts!

"Did the queen say let you go?" a question, Gong Wuhou turned around like a phantom, one person turned into four shadows, or vigorous like a dragon, or light as a cloud, or heavy as weak water, or as fast as a ghost, but also divided into four different directions, flashing away.

The four different swords of "Huh", "Huh", "Huh" and "Huh" fell on different four people, turning into four different results, the nine-headed dragon snake Hou Guanqing's sword was broken, Qiaoyinniang's Tianfei was pierced through her chest, Gai Tiangong Changrui's fist was cracked, and the thunder showed that Chu was mad and died.

Gong Wu turned around with a backspin sword, but the remaining three seriously injured did not dare to stay for half a minute, each burning his own potential, and immediately turned into three rainbow lights and fled. There was no joy or sadness, and Gong Wuhou was still expressionless, as if the life and death of the world were just a gust of breeze in his eyes, a scattered flower, and a floating cloud. The blood-colored sword slammed into the sheath and took a new step, and his next target was the young swordsman who was still holding the sword and standing calmly, he didn't see fear in his eyes, he didn't see death, he only saw firm faith, and that strong fighting spirit, his bloody eyes told him that there would always be a fateful battle between them, and today, it could be the first and the last!

At this time, the knife did not spontaneously combust the true qi of the whole body, turning into a golden color like a substance, interfering with the material void around it, and the double flowers on the top came out for no reason, hovering above the void, a vague peerless figure became more and more clear, sitting in the center of the two Great Avenue Flowers, and behind it stood a sacred tree that was constantly swaying, the petals fell all over the sky, pieces of crystal clear, fragrant and fragrant, and saw Gong Wuhou slowly walking towards the knife with his sword, and his originally closed eyes suddenly opened, turning into two monstrous murderous qi like substance, shooting directly into his eyes of blood and tears。

And was excited by the murderous aura of the mysterious phantom, and the blood and tears that originally hung in the corner of Gong Wuhou's eyes immediately turned into a monstrous phantom with a human head and a snake body, holding a red hydrangea in his left hand and a muddy branch in his right hand, and confronting the immortal white-clothed god king on the top of the knife.

"I am born with the first among people, only I live with the sky, kick over the waves of the world with both feet, and bear the sorrows of the past and the present on one shoulder. Seeing the monstrous phantom of the human head and snake body, the white-clothed god king, who was originally sitting under the only divine tree, stood up suddenly, and the four sharp swords behind him buzzed, as if they were about to be unsheathed at any time.

Both of them were uncontrollable, and the visions were in vain, and when they could react, they all came together, and then they all came together, and then they were lucky, and the violent visions dissipated together and returned to their bodies.

"You, it's not easy!" Spin Sword turned sideways, two murderous eyes staring at the knife tightly, as if trying to see him through.

"You all retreat to ten miles away, this guy is a killing machine, I don't have the energy to protect you anymore!" The knife waved his hand, and immediately ordered the people behind him to retreat, for him, what he promised others must be done, and if they don't retreat, then he may have to break his promise.

"Let's go~!"

"Let's go~!"

"Listen to him~!"

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This point is self-aware, seeing the killing just now, even a perfect peerless innate will not hesitate to make such a choice here, let alone a peerless ant like them. The brilliant sword of the knife suddenly came out of its sheath for three points, and the silver-white sword curtain immediately turned into reality, blocking in front of Gong Wuhou, which stopped him from wanting to kill again, and won more time for the group of people who retreated in an orderly manner behind him.

"A group of ants, why do you have to do too much protection? You are full of flaws like this!" Drawing his sword and stepping forward, he stopped in front of the silver-white sword curtain that was like substance, and when he saw the ridiculous act of the knife, Gong Wuhou was a little incomprehensible.

"What a cold sword, living alone, if you don't have friends, it's a kind of torture all the time!" "With a twist of the wrists, the brilliant sword spun in place, and the silver-white sword curtain hanging above the void added three points of sharpness, the unintentional words of the knife penetrated into the cold and dead heart of Gong Wuhou, once upon a time, there was also a faint warmth in his heart, but he was ruthlessly deprived by that person, since then, why is he just enduring the torture all the time?!

"In the bloodthirsty martial arts that kills people, living itself is a kind of torture!" Watching faintly as the group of people gradually disappeared from his field of vision, the red sword in Gong Wuhou's hand was raised, and it immediately turned into a faint blood-red light smoke, and the moment he stepped forward, his body was like a ghost, and he quickly shuttled through the void that was already covered with sword curtains at this time, but in the blink of an eye, the killing sword that flashed like a dream had been handed to the knife.

At this time, the knife no longer made any reservations, the brilliant sword in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and stabbed a Milky Way at the ghost-like figure, and the boundless silver-white sword curtain that hung in the void also shrank suddenly, turning into a silver-white giant sword that shot straight down at the top of Gong Wuhou's head.

"Huh~!" turned into a blood-red light smoke and dispersed, and the sky was full of his figure, the sword of the knife, and immediately lost its target, and at this time, the palace was full of queens, but they all used dozens of different swordsmanship, or rigid and soft, or agile, or fast, or weird, or dreamy, or stunning, or light, or blooming, or floating, or swaying, or obscure, or magnificent, or, together with a sword piercing the knife away.

No one can describe the amazement of his sword, if you have to use one word to describe it, it can only be described as incredible, in the face of this incredible sword, the face of the knife, for the first time, showed solemnity.

"I have a sword to frighten the ghosts and gods!" The sword of the ghost god, the sword frightens the ghost god, a piece of silver suddenly burst out, accompanied by a terrible ghost crying howl, the brilliant sword immediately cut through the blood-colored phantom that came from the sword in the sky, and at the last moment, the tip of the sword finally pointed on the tip of the Dan red sword that Gong Wuhou attacked, and then only heard a "Zheng" sound, countless scarlet and silver white burst out from the tip of the sword where they met, turning into a stream of slashing death of the long rainbow, shooting into the depths of the void.

The group of disciples and disciples of the Blue-Eyed Demon Venerable who retreated to ten miles away were almost swept by the rainbow light that burst in, and they almost took their lives first!

"Huh~!" Kankan avoided the cold and unguarded fatal blow in Dao Ming's hand, but it was also pierced through the lower abdomen, and suffered a not light knife wound, there was an indescribable depression in Yishiqiu's heart at this time, if the enemy used you to deal with him in the same way as you, and it was double the power, then no matter who it was, it would be more depressed than him, when the old green eye would also use the means of the crown, and the handleless short knife on his palm, which was clearly exactly the same as the cold guard he hid in his sleeve at this time, could it be that this divine soldier and twin brothers could not beIf he is not depressed, even he himself does not believe it! Holding the wound on his lower abdomen that keeps spilling blood, Yishiqiu at this time has gradually begun to retreat