Everyone was so shocked that Jing forgot the exclamation, and his body didn't know how to move, as if he hadn't recovered from the wonderful battle just now.

In the middle of the field, there was an eerie silence, a moment later. The tip of Yuan Wenmo's sword slowly drooped, and the blood on the sword fell to the ground, and soon, there was not a drop of blood on the sword, and the three-foot-long sword body seemed to be a flood of autumn water. The cold light is like a scythe in the hand of the Grim Reaper.

Yuan Wenmo's gaze, which was sharper than the Qing Feng in his hand, glanced coldly at everyone in the Ye family, his eyes were full of disdain, and he said coldly: "The people of the Ye family, one generation, more than one generation of garbage." When he said this, the people on the side of the Ye family showed an iron blue color on their faces!

Ye Hongxuan and Ye Hongmeng, pink fists clenched, puffing cheeks, it seems, very angry.

At this moment, in such a quiet scene, a person suddenly heard a person and shouted: "Hurry up and kill him!"

"Wow!"

At this time, there were still people on the Yejia side, who dared to shout and kill Yuan Wenmo.

Ye Yi really admired this benevolent brother a little, and following the direction of the voice, Ye Yi saw the person who spoke, it turned out to be the one who had been looking down on him Ye Chonglou.

This prince of the Immortal Island is also the elder brother of Ye Hongmeng and Ye Hongxuan, these two sisters.

While Ye Yi admired Ye Chonglou, he didn't know that at this time, Ye Chonglou's heart was, in fact, very scared.

However, since he was born, Yezhonglou, who has been proud, how can he tolerate it, someone injured his father and queen, and dared to speak wildly, but this immortal prince, bold and bold, faced with Yuan Wenmo's fierce eyes, looked over.

He was still very scared, so in the shouting and cheering, his body couldn't help but tremble a little, and his steps forward looked a little staggering.

Yuan Wenmo looked at Yezhonglou, suddenly smiled, and said lightly: "You little ant, dare to come over at this time, talk to me like this, it's okay, Uncle Ben, just send you to hell." ”

After finishing speaking, Yuan Fan took a sharp, cold light, like a long sword in an autumn pool, and walked towards him slowly.

Looking at Yuan Wenmo, who was not good, although Ye Chonglou was scared to death in his heart, he had not lost his cool yet, and shouted: "Ye Family Eight Guards, you guys take action and kill him." ”

"Yes, young master. ”

Beside Ye Chonglou, all around, suddenly, there was a blur and distortion, and eight masked black-clothed people appeared.

These eight people, each of them, were covered by black robes, making it impossible for people to see clearly. However, judging from the momentum exuded from them, these eight people are all very strong masters.

Of course, it also depends on who these eight people compare, if they compare them with a quarrelsome powerhouse like Yuan Wenmo, they are still not enough.

The eight black-clothed guards turned into eight black shadows, each releasing the most powerful power.

In the field, suddenly, eight colorful rays of light appeared, all of them, whistling towards Yuan Wenmo, front and back, left and right, up, middle and down, and the top of his head.

The black-clothed eight guards, at the same time, attacked Yuan Wenmo's eight positions.

Their attacks, coordinated with each other, superimposed on each other, and without any mistakes, they struck at that Yuan Wenmo!

These eight people are all immortal Yellow Realm, high-level powerhouses, on ordinary days, the eight of them, eat together, sleep together, just like that, they have lived for hundreds of years, at this moment, they attack at the same time, and the power that erupts is definitely not, one plus one is as simple.

The powerful and heart-rending power burst out, and around Yuan Wenmo, for a while, the vigor was striking, all over the sky, flying around, striking out, tiger and tiger.

The attack methods of the eight people, it seems, were united together, and there was an unrivaled Gangfeng, which should not be taken lightly, who knew that Yuan Wenmo, facing the simultaneous attack of eight people, did not even dodge, he just slowly raised his long sword, backhanded, towards the front, and gently picked it out. Immediately, I saw a rainbow-like sword light, but, around him, a few flashes, and suddenly, a terrible scream, suddenly, sounded.

"Ah......h

Eight extremely tragic roars, these eight people, without exception, fell to the sky, in the center of their eyebrows, there was a crimson bloody mouth, which slowly extended to the position of the chest. His heart also had a big hole open. The undead will not die as long as their hearts are not destroyed.

The hearts of these eight people were shattered without sword qi, and obviously, they couldn't die anymore.

Yuan Wenmo's move out of the sword, it was almost without a trace, even if everyone watched him shoot, they couldn't see clearly, how did he make a move?

In an instant, he killed the eight men in black.

However, soon, the eight black-clothed people's primordial gods flew out and fled in all directions. Yuan Wenmo's eyebrows were slightly raised, and with a sword in his hand, this three-foot sword blade, suddenly, shot out of eight paths, gorgeous and poignant sword rays, and rushed towards the eight paths of the primordial gods, and at the same time, the eight terrible screams, like the cry of a child, sounded.

These eight primordial gods were knocked to the ground by the sword light, and in the miserable howl, the primordial gods flew away and disappeared.

These are the eight immortal yellow realms, high-level guards, their strength, equivalent to, the realm of the Heavenly Soul King, was actually killed by Yuan Wenmo, one move, at the same time, what kind of cultivation has Yuan Wenmo reached, terrifying realm?

The invincible Yuan Wenmo seemed to have done something insignificant, and his face was extremely calm, as if, just now, he had just pinched eight ants to death. His calm and light-hearted, indifferent demeanor frightened the night family horses present, and everyone on the night family's side had a shocked look on their faces.

"Long live the ancestors. ”

"Destroy the night family, destroy the night family!"

On the contrary, it was originally considered that the disadvantaged Yuan family, all of them, cheered.

After killing eight people, Yuan Wenmo's slender eyes looked at Ye Chonglou, and said lightly: "Little idiot, what's the matter, are you still going to kill me now?" Under Yuan Wenmo's gaze, full of murderous gaze, Ye Chonglou suddenly felt frightened, and suddenly, his knees were weak, and he knelt down directly in fright.

"You dog is also worthy of being the prince of the undead. ”

Yuan Wenmo laughed and said: "Coward, today, I will kill you, this ruthless and useless offspring of the night." After saying that, he raised the long sword in his hand high and waved it casually.

At this moment, the old man in white who was holding Ye Yunxiao just now, saw Ye Yunxiao's injury, stabilized it, and handed him to his side, and another old man in white walked up slowly, it seemed that his movements were very slow, in fact, his movements were super fast. At this moment, the time has passed, faster than the speed of light,

When this old man in white raised the first step of his footsteps, when he fell, he had already appeared in front of Yezhonglou.

The old man in white made a move, he stretched out his fingers, very dexterous and precise, pinched Yuan Wenmo's long sword, and then, with a slight fold, Yuan Wenmo's long sword was actually pinched and bent by him.

Seeing this, Yuan Wenmo's face was slightly stunned, and then he burst into anger and said: "Dog thing, mongrel, old man, dare to get my sword, look at me, how can I kill you." ”

The sword was taken out by this old man, and Yuan Wenmo naturally couldn't use the sword anymore.

Since he could not use the sword, he used his hands.

Yuan Wenmo made a move, and with a palm, hit the head of the old man in white!

The old man in white smiled disdainfully, raised a hand, and smashed it against Yuan Wenmo's palm.

Bang!

The two slapped each other and won and lost each other. This old man in white was beaten more than ten meters away by Yuan Wenmo with a palm, and just landed on Ye Yunxiao's side, and the same, Yuan Wenmo was also shot away more than ten meters away and fell in the position of the Yuan family.

Yezhonglou, the timid prince, picked up a small life, he was stupid, at this time, his IQ actually recovered, suddenly, jumped up, hurriedly, ran to the other three old men in white, hiding behind them, it seems that this battle is not over, he will not leave the backs of the three old men.

Blood escaped from the corner of the old man's mouth, he stood up with difficulty, looked at He Yuan Wenmo, and said lightly: "We'll fight again." ”