The powerful Bagua Great Sword Array, which was regarded as unbreakable by the disciples of Qingcheng Guan, was instantly broken under Fang Bai's stomp and roar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ancestors Banban, infiltrate the true element into the earth to attack, and turn the true element into sound waves to attack...... What kind of exercise is this? It's terrifying! This Fang Bai is really getting more and more incomprehensible!"

Wu De was also taken aback by Fang Bai's sudden powerful exercises, and looked at Fang Bai who had already collected his skills in shock, feeling a little awe of him in his heart.

The only person on the scene who was not affected by Fang Bai's attack was the ghost hand.

"Ghost hands, concentrate your mind, run the exercises, and prepare to break through! I will protect the Dharma for you!"

Fang Bai said, standing on the side of the ghost hand, his eyes were like knives, sweeping over the Qingchengguan disciples around him, and there was a great tendency to be a man and a man.

Some Qingchengguan disciples with relatively strong strength got up from the ground with a hum and chirped, looking at Fang Bai in horror.

At this moment, in their eyes, Fang Bai was like a god descending, exuding a powerful momentum all over his body, bringing them endless coercion, oppressing them and making it difficult for them to breathe, making them lose the confidence and courage to attack again.

The sword array was broken, and the pressure on the ghost hand was gone.

He let out a long breath, glanced at Fang Bai gratefully, then took out two Jin Yuan Stones, clenched them in his hands, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and ran the exercises, and began to try to rush to the level.

Under Fang Bai's gaze and coercion, no one on the scene dared to attack the ghost hand cultivation, and no one even dared to make a sound.

Wu De stood aside, staring at the ghost hand in cultivation with wide eyes, his face full of incredulity.

Wu De found that when the ghost hand was cultivating, the two golden yuan stones that he held in his hands actually lost their luster in just ten minutes and turned into a small gray stone.

Wu De knew that the color of the Yuan Stone had changed, indicating that the vitality contained in it had been absorbed.

Wu De once obtained a heaven-level exercise, and that heaven-level exercise can also directly absorb the vitality contained in the Yuan Stone, so Wu De's strength has advanced all the way, and in just twenty years, he has been squeezed into the ranks of ground-level masters, reaching the realm that many martial artists dream of.

Of course, this is also related to Wu De's superhuman talent.

This guy has two innate spirit roots, the earth spirit root and the gold spirit root, and belongs to the "transcendent holy body" physique that is one level higher than the "innate spirit body", so not only has his strength improved rapidly, but he has also become a unique tomb robber in the world.

If you are an ordinary martial artist, even if you are lucky enough to get a Heavenly Rank Exercise, if you don't have superhuman talent and a strong physique as support, you can't cultivate at all.

The reason why Wu De saw the discoloration of the Ghost Hand's face when he cultivated was that he was surprised that the speed at which the Ghost Hand absorbed the Yuan Qi in the Yuan Stone was much faster than his own.

When Wu De was cultivating, it would take him at least an hour to absorb the Yuan Qi contained in a Yuan Stone, and it would take at least a day to refine the Yuan Qi from the Yuan Stone for his own use.

And the ghost hand in front of him, after absorbing the vitality in the two Yuan Stones, actually immediately took out a few more pieces one after another, so that until he absorbed the Yuan Qi of the tenth Yuan Stone, he began to concentrate on cultivation and try to conflict with the advancement.

Such a rapid speed of absorbing vitality not only requires the innate spirit body as a guarantee, but also has the assistance of higher-level exercises, otherwise the meridian blood veins are likely to be broken by the sudden influx of a large amount of vitality.

Thinking of higher-level exercises, Wu De's gaze couldn't help but look at Fang Bai again.

As Fang Bai's apprentice, the exercises cultivated by the ghost hand should come from Fang Bai's teaching.

The apprentice is already cultivating the Heavenly Rank Exercises, so what about the master?

Isn't Fang Bai's cultivation technique higher than the Heavenly Rank Exercise?

Could it be that this guy Fang Bai really came from the legendary small world that was more mysterious and advanced than the Hidden Gate?

"The ancestors are banban! This Fang Bai is really incomprehensible! In the future, the Taoist master will take him as an uncle, and he must not be offended!"

Wu De said secretly in his heart.

"Brother Wu, please help me watch the Xuan-level martial artists in Qingcheng Temple, don't let them slip away! As for the others...... Let them go!"

Fang Bai said suddenly.

Wu Dezheng was worried about how to stammer Fang Bai, and when he heard this, he was shocked, slapped his chest hard, and said loudly: "No problem, leave it to me!"

He looked around at the Qingcheng audience disciples around him, and sneered murderously: "There are quite a few Xuan-level martial artists in Qingcheng Temple, and there are actually more than twenty! All the Xuan-level martial artists have listened well, and they all give Dao Ye and me to stand honestly, which one dares to slip away from under the nose of Dao Ye, don't blame Dao Ye for being unkind!"

As he spoke, a Qingcheng Guanxuan-level martial artist took advantage of his back to him, used his technique, and quietly swept towards an exit in the distance.

"Look for death!"

Wu De looked at the six roads, listened to all directions, and heard the sound of clothes breaking through the air, he knew that someone wanted to escape, and suddenly the murderous aura rose, and he picked up a long sword on the ground on his toes, grabbed it in his hand, and then threw it casually.

Whoosh -

The long sword that was infused with True Yuan by Wu De broke through the air ****, and instantly caught up with the Qingchengguan disciple who tried to escape, and the long sword passed through his left calf.

The Qingchengguan disciple was suddenly injured, and his body, which was flying rapidly, suddenly froze, stumbled, and almost fell.

Wu Dezhan moved his body, swept behind the Qingchengguan disciple, reached out and grabbed his collar, dragged him back to the scene, slapped him unconscious, and scolded him: "Ancestor Banban! Dao Ye, I will slap you to see if you can run or not!"

Seeing that the same sect with the strength of a Xuan-level martial artist had no power to fight back in the hands of Wu De, the other Qingchengguan disciples were frightened, and no one dared to slip away anymore.

At this time, Qingxuan Dao Chang had a pale face and a desperate heart.

He never expected that the three young people in front of him would be so powerful, especially the young man who was wearing urban casual clothes and looked harmless to humans and animals, and he had broken the powerful Bagua Sword Formation that had been inherited for thousands of years by himself.

The Eight Seals Great Sword Array is the town view of Qingcheng Guan, for thousands of years, whenever Qingcheng View is facing a crisis of life and death, it has relied on this sword array to survive the disaster, and it is impossible to imagine that this thousand-year-old sword array is easily broken by a young man with no name, and there are many disciples who have formed a formation because of this.

Qing Xuan Dao Master knew in his heart that Qingcheng Guan now had two hundred disciples, including more than twenty Xuan-level martial artists, but there was no chance of reversal at all.

The three of them, all of them have outstanding strength, and the young man in urban casual clothes is so powerful that he can't afford to resist.

"You...... What the hell do you want?"

Qingxuan Dao Chang suppressed the fear that rose in his heart for Fang Bai, and asked bitterly.

He understood that if the other three had a chance to kill, then I am afraid that none of the two hundred Qingchengguan disciples present today would be spared.

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