At night, Pingsha Pass, which is located in a remote place, is even more peaceful. On the high building not far from the inn, a few pairs of eyes looked through the hazy moonlight and stared at the courtyard below without blinking.
The murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
As the night gets deeper and the third update is approaching, it is when people are sleeping the sweetest. Four black shadows fly past the high courtyard wall of the inn and fall silently into the courtyard.
When they arrived at the door of the room on the far right, one of them reached out and the holy energy was circulating. The door bolt was broken without any effort.
Several people looked at each other, slowly drew out their long sword, and then pushed open the door.
The next moment, the few people were stunned at the same time, and there was no one in the room.
"Where are people?" One of them asked subconsciously.
No wonder he was so surprised. Gu Fenghua and others had already found out clearly that this room should be where Lu Zixuan, the weakest. They had been watching for a long time before, but did not find any strangeness.
But where do people go?
"No, we're trapped, let's go!" The leader ordered immediately.
Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, he still sensitively realized that something was wrong. His whereabouts were probably noticed by the other party long ago. When would he not leave?
"I've come here, why should I rush to leave?" At this moment, a beautiful and beautiful girl appeared behind them, holding a long sword wrapped in a thick silk cloth in her hand, and sang with a smile.
He chanted.
Although the other party hid it very secretly, how could she hide her powerful divine consciousness? After the life and death experience of the Netherworld Sand Sea, her divine consciousness not only became a little stronger, but also became more sensitive to danger. She had long discovered that
They had their existence. Taking advantage of their chance to get distracted, Lu Zixuan had already received her gathering of air and left the room.
"Gu Fenghua!" The man in the lead jumped violently.
"Who are you? Who sent you here?" Gu Fenghua asked.
"Kill!" The man did not answer, but suddenly rushed straight and slashed out with a long sword in his hand.
Eight red holy beads also flashed between his eyebrows at the same time. This was actually a master of the eighth-grade Soul Saint.
Almost at the same time as the word "kill" was heard, the other three companions also took action at the same time. Three sword lights, one sting, one sweeping, and one striking upwards, and in line with the man's sword force, sealed the
Gu Fenghua's vital body.
The six red holy beads also appeared between their eyebrows. The Sixth Soul Holy Grade was slightly weaker than the person in the leader, but the cooperation between the few people was perfect and the tacit understanding was extremely good.
Gu Fenghua clearly felt that several sword lights surged, and with the complementary combination, their sword power increased exponentially.
Obviously, they also used a set of extremely powerful fencing skills. Although they were unable to fully communicate with each other because of the more people, and the power of the sword skills was reduced to some discount, the power of the attack was definitely not the same as other people.
A saint is comparable.
The few of them were obviously very confident in their combined fencing skills. They looked at Gu Fenghua with a little excitement and joy. They thought it would take some trouble, but they didn't expect that Gu Fenghua would dare to go alone with him so arrogantly.
Isn't this a way to die when they meet? They seem to have seen Gu Fenghua's tragic situation of being a three-foot-foot-foot-sized man.