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One force reduces ten wisdoms. шwщ

Whether it is mysterious techniques or martial arts, it is ultimately a fight against "power".

Old Man Shiquan is a person who has put his strength to the limit. He has never despised Yuanming, and is as opportunistic as Baimei, and is insulting to others.

If it were a few months ago, Qian Yiqun would have to be crushed into meat pie by this huge force. Even when he was about to learn the Eight Gate Huntian Formation, Qian Yiqun would definitely not be able to hold on to such a powerful force.

However, now, Qian Yiqun's feet are split, his hips are put in his chest and his spine is naturally straight, and his spiritual aggregate is unobstructed. The spiritual power accumulated in the array map carries this seemingly powerful force, wandering among the eight gates.

If two of the spiritual aggregates collided, Qian Yiqun, who was the eye of the formation, would inevitably suffer a formation that would break the human injury and shake the five internal organs.

With Qian Yiqun's concentration, the power of attacking the formation shield was divided into eight parts, either in the end and in the end, or in the left and right, just like playing a snake-eating game without a touch.

Shiquan was secretly shocked: Since I was practicing the treasure elephant magical skill, the three-foot-thick granite monument could be cracked. This Taoist has such cultivation at such a young age and can withstand it!

His distraction revealed a flaw. When he remembered to shoot the second punch, Qian Yiqun had already taken the previous power to the right position and vomited it back to him layer by layer.

Before the power of the second punch of Shiquan was released, he was beaten back several steps by the eight-layered Baoxiang power and stepped out his footprints step by step.

Qian Yiqun succeeded with one blow. The middle finger technique of the palm had changed and he shouted loudly: "Thunder is coming!"

Shiquan Yuguang swept away. Seeing Yuanming unable to take care of himself, he did not dare to take the thunder ball head-on, he quickly got away and avoided a blow. How could he know that Qian Yiqun had always been proud of his hands and mouths. If it weren't for the fact that the two souls now set the Golden Light Curse and the Qingxin Bell, the thunder in the palm would be like a machine cannon for him.

Qian Yiqun was not discouraged at all and shouted: "Thunder come!"

When this thunder hit, Shi Quan had not yet gotten up, and he ate steadily. He was numb and trembling for a long time. But he felt happy in his heart: Is this kid young and never seen a formation? How much spiritual aggregate do you have enough for you to squander so much? Look! This time the thunder curse has become much weaker.

"Thunder~come~!"

boom!

The thunder in the palm that had accumulated strength for a long time was as big as a bamboo basket, and it hit Shi Quan hard.

While practicing on Qionglong Mountain, Qian Yiqun discovered a trick to eat. If the first bowl of rice is served less, he can add a full bowl of rice before A Niu's rice bucket. If the first bowl is served, the food speed will be slower. There will be no second bowl of rice.

This is the case with eating, is there an exception to fighting?

The first little thunder just made Shi Quan numb and unable to dodge. Then he could accumulate enough anger and blast out a big thunder. This thunder is not the speed of light. If he accumulates full force from the beginning, he may not be able to hit those agile trainers at all.

The old man Shiquan was charred all over. He pressed his hands on the heart that almost jumped out of his throat, and screamed, "You guys are not here yet!"

——Don’t behave like a thief! Let’s see if you come and deal with you!

Ghost Face really wants to shout so loudly.

If he could shout this sentence on such an occasion, he would be able to walk around in this world in the future.

However, when he saw that his uncle and uncle were not as good as Lao Zhao, he remembered that his master was stabbed to death and his sword after a round, and secretly measured his strength. He shouted loudly: "Uncle Master, I can't break this talisman barrier!"

"Blow your red lotus ruler!" Yuanming yelled anxiously. He was forced to be sad by Bai Feng's swordsmanship, and he couldn't even send his little baby out. He urgently needed a helper to share Bai Feng's offensive for him.

Ghost Face sighed in his heart: I wanted to hide it, but I didn't expect it to be seen through like this! Fortunately, he always wears a mask, making people unable to see his expression.

As soon as the ghost face pulled out the red lotus ruler, Qian Yiqun knew that he had recognized this thing.

On that day, he fought fiercely in the cave with the old demon Baimei. The old demon used this ruler to slap him. The red lotus karma fire in the ice hell almost completely frozen him, forcing him to induce Jiufeng to burn himself, borrowing enough yang energy to break the deadlock. If he had such a magic weapon of great magic power, he might be able to really break the current situation.

——Do you think there is no one here?

Qian Yiqun shouted loudly: "Mr. Fu, beat him!"

Fu Yuze was not watching the fun.

He was drawing a very strange talisman.

This talisman has exceeded Qian Yiqun's cognitive scope. There is no talisman head and talisman foot. The only part that recognizes it is the talisman gall, but I don't know which talisman general to communicate with.

Fu Yuze made a move and murmured and recited the mantra in his mouth, finally completing the talisman that was more like a "drawing" and circled it out.

The only eyes exposed by the ghost face were filled with despair, and my heart was sad: Are I going to explain here today!

Fang Qingzhu, who was standing behind the ghost face, was also shrouded by the talisman light, subconsciously stood up, like a master who accepted death safely. At this last moment, she thought of Liu Dingding. She followed her master since she was a child and saw many dark and ugly things, and knew that her only mission was to make a cauldron for her master.

Among the Baimei lineage, she is treated well but has the lowest status. Even the outer disciple who paid to learn magic knew that this senior sister was just a human-shaped cauldron, which was considered a valuable artifact.

Liu Dingding was the first person to regard her as a human being and treat her as a friend.

"The golden light appears at a speed!" Qian Yiqun shouted loudly, overwhelming all the shouts on the scene in one fell swoop.

Bai Feng heard the shout, like a conditioned reflex, the sword in his hand came out like a snake letter, and he rushed forward desperately. After two steps, he suddenly realized that the golden light was not added to him, so he quickly stopped and retreated.

This rush and collision scared Monk Yuanming into a cold sweat, thinking that the other party had a secret word, and that if he used such a move of attacking without defense, there would be a next move.

However, the golden light fell behind the ghost face and was about to wait for death.

What followed was Fu Yuze's toy. A golden armored god appeared faintly in this talisman, and his hands turned into a fireball, hitting the ghost face.

The ghost face raised the ruler to resist, and just stopped the two balls of fire fists. There was only a sound of squeaking. When the talisman dissipated, the red lotus ruler had been broken and turned red, and it was stuck to the palms of the ghost face like a cannon. The ghost face was so painful that it was so wailing and swung hard. However, his nerves had been broken, and his black and thin ghost claws were clenched tighter and could not be shaken away.

"You are not here yet! No one can hurt you!" Qian Yiqun saw that he had made a mistake, but he didn't expect Fu Yuze's talisman formation to be so big. It was a single attack and wasted a Vajra cover. It was so painful to think about it.

Fu Yuze originally thought that Qian Yiqun had made a mistake and was about to laugh at him. After hearing Qian Yiqun's words, he thought to himself: It turned out that the senior brother was going to save the girl Fang. He quickly removed the jingle talisman under Fang Qingzhu, and then ordered a light talisman to be released. He then shouted: "Run quickly!"

Fang Qingzhu lightened her body and realized that the people on the other side wanted to save him.

Speaking of which, she has always had a deep fear of Qian Yiqun. It was not because of Qian Yiqun's decisive decisiveness that killed her master, but because Qian Yiqun broke her destiny.

She had already accepted the fate.

She thought she could only accept fate.

It was that sword that made her no longer know what would happen in the future, and she could only tighten her heart and let others ravage her.

——I just said that this Taoist priest hates me... I didn’t expect that he would save me!

——After I did the things that I felt sorry for him… he still took action to save me!

Fang Qingzhu was like opening the tears, and two lines of clear tears flowed down, completely forgetting that the most important thing to do at this moment was to spread your legs and run over!

"Useless thing!" Shiquan shouted loudly, forcibly stood up and punched Fang Qingzhu.

Fang Qingzhu screamed and squatted down and hugged her.

The golden light was about to fade on Fang Qingzhu.

Seeing that the old man Shiquan was about to hit the ground, Qian Yiqun seemed to have seen Fang Qingzhu's brain tragedy.

"Fuck your sister!" Qian Yiqun shouted violently and pinched his sword skills uncontrollably.

Seventy-two hidden swords soared into the air, and three of them chased after the old man Shiquan.

The old man Shiquan's treasure elephant magical power is not only as powerful as an elephant, but also thick and rough skin, but also not inferior to the elephant skin. He slowed down his fist and carried his skills to his back, preparing to take these swords. This is also the reason why he was eager to kill and knew that he could not escape.

Qian Yiqun's roar was not just for the sake of Jie Yin Jian, but a real portrayal of his heart.

Because he didn't make this decision...

Or, his subconscious was affected.

The one who really wants to save people is Jie Yin Jian.

In other words, it is Nie Zheng’s deepest emotional remains in Jieyin Sword.

No matter how Qian Yiqun finds a reason to save Fang Qingzhu, he cannot deny one thing: these three swords stabbing are exactly the "Bai Hong Guan Ri" that he has never learned.

If your cultivation level is deeper, you may be able to divide several more sections, and at this moment, there will definitely not be only three branches that can be connected.

The Jieyin Sword burst out with a powerful momentum and pierced into the vest of the old man Shiquan.

Qian Yiqun's fingers trembled slightly. He could even think that if this momentum had erupted one second earlier, the old demon Shiquan would never dare to reveal his back under the tip of the sword so carelessly.

Shiquan tightened his muscles in fear, locked Jie Yin Jian firmly in his body, and staggered under his feet and almost knocked down by a powerful impact force. His eyes burst into gazes of respect and fear, and he shouted in his heart: These bastards have tricked me! Isn’t it said that this man’s sword control skills are sparse and ordinary! If this is sparse and ordinary, then is there anyone in the world who can control swords?

This sword stabbed half a foot.

Although Shiquan is not as invulnerable as Gaba, with the excellence of the treasure chest magical power, there are few swords that can penetrate such a deep.

However, that's not all.

The branches of the Jieyin Sword seem to be real or virtual, neither real nor virtual, can be real or virtual... Two of them followed, and in an instant, they turned into phantoms and returned to the leading sword.

It also carries the same powerful force.

When the second sword stabbed in, the old man Shiquan had turned around, his palms were empty and his palms made a thud of a terrifying sound like a mad roar. He used all his strength to prevent the Jie Yin sword from stabbing deeply. He could feel the tremor of the sword caused by his heart beating. It was the first time he had encountered such a crisis with such a life hanging by a thread.

——You must save the enemy if you attack!

It was not like that of the old man Shiquan. Qian Yiqun even thought of it when the Jieyin flew into the air and the formation was imaginary. He first took a photo of a light talisman for himself. He shook the bell in his hand and walked on his feet. The spirit ape he used to move his body like a ghost.

"I won't return your sword, how do you set up the formation?" Shiquan's roar was filled with a sense of pain.

"You try." Qian Yiqun replied lightly. The man had already floated out two feet, and he pinched the sword technique with his left hand. The Jie Yin sword behind the old man Shiquan suddenly turned into a phantom, and returned to Qian Yiqun and condensed into a real sword.

The blood was pouring out from behind Shiquan's body, and he rushed towards Yuanming, swung Bai Feng away with a palm. He shouted loudly: "Stop the bleeding!"

Bai Feng was hit by the complete palm wind, his breath stagnated, and the attack rhythm was suddenly in chaos, and he quickly retreated and regrouped.

Only then did Yuanming free up his hand, take out a piece of black plaster, and stick it to Shiquan's heart with a snap.

Qian Yiqun stepped forward and pulled Fang Qingzhu up, kicked his legs away from the battle circle, pointed at Fu Yuze, and said, "Did you see that sissy? Stand behind him!"

"Who is the sissy!" Fu Yuze heard it, and the blue veins on his forehead burst, which scared Baisha to the point of thinking that he was going to turn against him on the spot.
To be continued...