The six gods of death are the titles of these six people in the outside world. Although they are famous, few people know their true strength. However, the only thing that makes people talk about is that after these six people take action, they have never failed, no matter who they are targeting.

Although the rumor is a little bit vague, it also shows that the six guys are powerful.

"Little guy, don't be afraid. The Six Flags began to cultivate themselves in their own terms. They are considered secret weapons of the Ghost King Palace. Although they are very famous, their strength is only at the level of a swordsman. Relying on the three-person formation and the six-person formation, they can barely fight with the Great Sword Master in the early stage to late stages." Gui Xiangtian said confidently.

When Gui Xiangtian's voice suddenly appeared, Yun Hao was relieved quietly. Since Gui Xiangtian said it, it was not impossible to rush out today.

Taking a breath slowly, Yun Hao turned to Luo Qingshan with a smile and said, "Brother Qingshan, don't worry, these little shrimps can't do anything to me."

Luo Qingshan curled his lips. He wanted to leave, but looking at the formation, the other party seemed to have no intention of letting him go.

"Take it!" The leader of the flag was yelling in a low voice, and the six people drew a strange trace, and they surrounded and killed two people. They were using the three-person formation.

The three-person formation was comparable to the early stage of the Great Sword Master. Yun Hao sneered, and a purple light flashed suddenly, and the blade of God and Demon was held in his hand.

"Clang clang clang..." The arms of the three people surrounding him seemed to have some strange weapon. After the sword of God and Demon came into contact with it, there was only a sound of metallic attacks. Then Yun Hao's figure retreated a few uncontrollably, and his body was fluctuating violently. Yun Hao couldn't help but curse: "Damn, senior, you can't play with me. Although these guys' single strength is a sword master, they are obviously at the level of a heavenly sword master. The combined attack of the three-person formation is comparable to that of the middle-level sword master."

Gui Xiangtian laughed awkwardly in his heart: "Haha, by the way, I forgot. I've been in prison for so long, and they are all improving."

Shaking his head speechlessly, Yun Hao gritted his teeth and slashed up again. Although Yun Hao, who had had a confrontation with the powerful sword spirit, had few attacks and many defenses in the three-person formation, he was at ease and his body was shuttled through it like a butterfly, so that almost no attacks from the three-person formation could hit the target.

Yun Hao looked at Luo Qingshan with a little anxious heart. Luo Qingshan's strength is far less than that of him, but he still has to face these three formations, and now he is afraid it is quite dangerous.

With a quick glance, Yun Hao saw Luo Qingshan tilted by a man, and then his body blurred, dodging the iron claws of the other person at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this scene, Yun Hao shook his head secretly. Luo Qingshan relied on his magical steps and could only barely hold on for a while. Even so, the opponent could hit him twice occasionally, making him unable to fight back at all. Slowly accumulate, which would only cause his injuries to increase and slow down, and then more attacks would fall like a storm. At that time, he would completely lose his combat power, and even his life would be in danger.

No, I have to break through the three-person formation.

This thought flashed through Yun Hao's mind, and the fighting spirit surged above the purple light. Each slash was filled with extremely fierce attacks and fighting spirit. However, the three people who were besieging were not too fast and kept guarding step by step. Yun Hao slashed down with one sword. They relied on the formation, and the three of them shared the power of a sword. If such a sword was weakened by two-thirds, it would be a bit insignificant.

Although Yun Hao was anxious, he still failed to work. In a hurry, he noticed that Luo Qingshan was no longer supported and was knocked down. Then the three of them fists and kicked Luo Qingshan.

"These guys are so harsh. They actually plan to beat the person to death with their fists. Luo Qingshan cannot die."

After a moment of pondering, Yun Hao's palm suddenly exerted force. On his not-thick arm, blue veins suddenly bulged out, and the fire-type Dou Qi in the sea of ​​Qi decreased rapidly as if it was sucked.

"Swallow the sky and destroy the sun!"

The flames rose up from the purple blade, and the fierce momentum, like a volcanic eruption, spread rapidly as the center.

"Type 22!" The cold voice contained anger. The earth-level martial arts that were closest to the explosion of martial arts finally showed its hideous side.

The blade touched the three flag books, and cut off the three people's arms like a shattered destruction. The arms fell to the ground, and suddenly there was a clanging sound. Obviously, some kind of weird metal should be wrapped on the arms.

Countless tiny cracks spread rapidly around the ground at Yun Hao's feet.

After the three of them broke their arms, they immediately retreated backwards, and at the same time they cleverly tapped their bodies twice to stop the bleeding.

The three people who were beating Luo Qingshan were obviously stunned by the sudden huge impact and shock, and then they all looked at Yun Hao with some seriousness.

A large drop of sweat fell from Yun Hao's forehead. Looking at the spiritual ripples that were rolling out from afar, he leaned on the ground with a knife, stood up straight, smiled, and said with a little sarcastic: "It seems that all the six gods of death are nonsense, it turns out that they are nothing more than that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three people beside Luo Qingshan stood up with a cold face. The three people with broken arms gritted their teeth and surrounded them. The six people stood together to form a half-six formation. Yun Hao took a deep breath and tried to suppress his undulating chest. The 22nd stance just now actually consumed most of his fighting spirit in a moment. For a moment, he felt a little dizzy and powerless.

Feeling that Luoqingshan still had a faint breath, Yun Hao put his mind on these six people.

"Idiot, I still use such martial arts when facing two groups of enemies. Isn't this asking for trouble?" Gui Xiangtian's angrily voice sounded in Yun Hao's heart.

Yun Hao smiled bitterly and said, "If I don't take action, Luo Qingshan will die under their fist."

"So what if you take action now? You have consumed a lot of your fighting spirit and physical strength. Next, there will be even more cruel battles. I would like to remind you that even if three people cut off their hands, the power of these six-person formations will be about 15 times that of the three-person formation." Gui Xiangtian said helplessly.

"Senior, why are you so familiar with this formation?" Yun Hao asked in confusion.

Gui Xiangtian was silent for a moment before he said dryly: "Their formation was still what I found back then, so I naturally knew..."

"Damn, you old man..."

He cursed quietly, and before he could say anything, all the six people on the other side were besieged. Faced with a strong enemy, Yun Hao did not dare to be distracted anymore, so he had to persevere in the formation found by the old man in tears.

In the sea of ​​clouds and mists, among the palaces and pavilions of Luoyun Mansion, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes was walking by the lake. Beside him was a beautiful woman. The two were laughing and talking. On the ground with white jade slabs, there was a hazy dream that covered the ground with white fog.

"Husband, for some reason, I always feel my right eyelid twitching again today. You said Qingshan hasn't come back for a long time. Is something wrong? Logically speaking, it should have been home..." The beautiful woman suddenly frowned slightly and said.

The middle-aged man in the Chinese dress curled his lips and said with a smile: "Impossible. In this Luoyue Realm, I don't believe that anyone dares to touch my Luoyefei's son."

The woman also smiled slightly and nodded gently. Just as she was about to say something, a disciple rushed over to report with a hurried look on his face: "President, outside the Huangsha City, not far from our clouds and mist, there is a very strong spiritual fluctuation, and it seems that there is a very strong battle."

The woman's face changed and she couldn't help but hold Luo Yefei's arm tightly.

A strange look flashed across Luo Yefei's face. He waved his hand and asked the disciple to retreat first. Waiting for the disciple to retreat, Luo Yefei's face suddenly changed color and slapped the green jade railing with a palm.

"Hmph, I really didn't expect someone to make trouble within my sphere of influence in the sea of ​​clouds and mists."

"Husband, hurry up and check it out, I hope our Qingshan kids will not be there."

Luo Yefei's face changed. Since the other party dared to make trouble at his own hands, it means that the other party was not afraid of offending him. If he said this, it would be impossible for Luo Qingshan to be anywhere.
Chapter completed!