The fat man saw Mr. Tang's doubts, and just as he was about to explain, he saw that Mo Liqing was about to break free;

"How, how is it possible?" said Mo Liqing, his eyes wide.

The fat man ignored him and continued.

""Hua Yiqing" returns to the Yuan Force, as for how much it returns, it depends on the user; "Ling Erxu" increases the attack power of external power, what is external power? Swords and sticks all belong to external power, Bing Qinghe, and little cabbage do not belong to it; "Swallowing Mountains and Rivers" devours all places to benefit BUFF; "Town Sun and Moon" is to put it bluntly, it is fixed, even if you are a higher realm than the user, you are hit by this martial art, don't want to break free, unless you have a secret method. The fat man said eloquently.

Mr. Tang and the others listened to the Tao, but they ignored one important point, that is, the sword formation mentioned before.

Where is the sword formation?

Naturally, it is in the aura, if you pay attention, you will see that there are faintly glowing small bright spots in the circle of the sword formation, and these small bright spots are the sword formation, but they need a guide now, and this guidance is in the fat man's hand - ask the sword.

"Mo Liqing, can you admit defeat?" the fat man sneered.

Naturally lose, but will the Moli Youth be any?

The answer is yes; with so many horses, doesn't he want cards? Does he not want cards for demon cultivation? Even if he fights to the end, he can't admit defeat.

"Hehe, hahahaha, what a sword cultivator, you forced me to come and put "Heavenly Demon Advent"..."

The fat man retreated sharply, watching the large amount of black qi in front of him attack towards Mo Liqing...

"Is it still used?" Bing Qinghe said worriedly.

"Heh, it's true that I'm a thousand white thorns, and besides, do you think you can use the same martial arts skill in front of me for the second time?" As soon as the words fell, I saw that the mace that was originally in Mo Liqing's hand suddenly glowed with a faint white light.

The white light grew cooler and cooler, and suddenly, only to hear the sound of the mace coming out again and again.

Before he could react, he saw countless points of light like small needles piercing towards Mo Liqing, and the direction of the thorns was different, and the whole body was basically full of stabs.

The originally rich black qi began to slowly dissipate, but it had indeed absorbed some of it before, and the Demon Rite Qing at this moment had slightly improved its cultivation compared to before.

What is a little bit of growth? It's nothing more than Dzogchen.

Although there is no clear division, can the Great Perfection be the same as the Great Perfection that has just entered the Great Perfection and the Great Perfection that has been cultivating for a long time?

The more you accumulate during the Dzogchen period, the greater your hope of breaking through to the Half Emperor, and the stronger you will be when you reach the Half Emperor.

Each level has a strong and weak division, just in front of him, in the fat man's opinion, the great consummation of Mo Liqing is the same as a child, although there is a little blessing of demonic energy, but at most a little older child.

"My demonic energy, when? Damn..."Mo Liqing looked at the little bright spots on his body in disbelief, only he knew best what these little bright spots did.

In order for demonic energy to enter the body, it must pass through the acupuncture points, meridians, and some secret knots of the human body.

If you seal all of these, you are equivalent to a closed space, you can't get in and out, you can't get out.

Without the advent of the Heavenly Demon, the fat man doesn't plan to keep his hands.

"Go.." With a simple word, the small bright spot that was originally on the edge of the aura circle lit up again.

"The mystery of the aura - the thousand-word recipe of ten thousand swords piercing the heart!"

(SORRY, THERE REALLY AREN'T THAT MANY SWORDS.) ）

Mo Liqing, who couldn't move, felt the threat brought by the sword qi, especially when he couldn't open the Yuan Qi Hood, he was even more miserable.

"Brush ~ a sword, brush ~ a sword!" A sword stabbed past, each of which could be seen clearly, and the sword light that was getting faster and faster made people who were not hit by the sword feel very painful.

"Ah~~" The heart-rending shout made the demon cultivators feel even more panicked when they heard it...

"Big Brother ~ Big Brother ~ Big Brother ~" The three of them said in unison, but they didn't dare to make a move, because once they made a move, the rules were broken, and the fat man might not keep his hand.

If it was jealousy before, then it is fear now. What does a Dzogchen Sword Cultivation mean?

It's a sword and a rhythm, and it's almost a blink of an eye, and these people are gone; what ideals are you talking about, what are you talking about blue sky and white clouds, let's talk about the dog's life first.

"Zila~" a sudden braking sound.

The fat man stopped the six hundred and one sword, because the sword was stabbing down, and Mo Liqing knelt down.

The fat man didn't come to kill people, he was now full of two words in his mind - licking the bag, licking the bag like crazy.

What's so difficult about killing people, the difficult thing is that people are caught, you lick it, and you have a good reputation, the fat man is too chicken thief.

Looking around, there were already a lot of people around, there were various sects, and of course, there might be spies. However, they were all outside Bingqinghe's formation, and the fat man ignored them.

And there are also international friends in the formation, the Ten Priests.

Killing people is a matter of falling with a knife, but it is meaningful to kill; otherwise, it is better not to kill this person; provided that these people do not threaten you in the future, otherwise you would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go. Forget ten thousand, it's too bloody and not suitable for the author.

Seeing that the fat man put away the sword, he didn't know where a white handkerchief floated and fell to the ground;

"Admit defeat?" can you be serious?" the fat man mocked mercilessly.

The three of them arched their hands to the fat man and said, "Thank you." ”

Without further words, they helped Mo Liqing to retreat to the side, and at this moment, everyone figured it out, the higher the cultivation, the more miserable it became, and the more they pretended to be forced to slap their faces.

So even if the next battle is fought again, it will not be as bloody as before.

Of course, at this time, no one is taking the initiative to ask for battle, and the matter I said is the demon cultivation, and the transmission from the Doumeng Sect has already been copied.

"Okay, I'll come first in the next battle, whoever robs me and pokes whom..."

"That's not going to work, I'll get on. Wang Chaoqun was unconvinced.

"Can you two be reliable? I usually hid far away when I was looking for you to compete, but now I'm so active?" Di Qian said.

"I said, Sister Qian, if I can resist one move in your martial arts, I won't avoid the battle; can all your martial arts skills have one move that doesn't break the defense? I don't move like a mountain, it's the same as if I didn't open it; I open a royal ornament, you say, how can this fight?" Tang Shaobao said aggrievedly.

Everyone saw that Tang Shaobao was suffering from the bear, and they didn't go to the game.

Tang Shaobao tried to say: "Or, I will fight this time, and you will come to the end?"

Di Qian didn't speak, but she didn't object, so naturally this was a tacit acquiescence.

"Malay!" Tang Shaobao lifted his cloak and walked forward heroically.

It's a pity that this cloak swept three people at once - Doudou, Xiaomei and Wang Chaoqun.

"Bang~"

The three of them stepped out together and kicked the thing down.

As he landed, he saw the domineering horse flying towards him, and he gave up his body and his vitality wings, and he wanted to be caught gorgeously.

"Bang~" Unfortunately, the reality is always cruel, and the domineering god horse blocked his eyes with a bandage due to a technical failure, and he also fell down.

And it's on Tang Shaobao.

"Uncle Draft, use labor and management as a sandbag, you are tired of being crooked, hurry up and give labor and management. Tang Shaobao said aggrievedly while pulling with his hand.

Due to the bandage, the domineering god horse rose and fell for several minutes before standing up.

At this moment, Tang Shaobao has been pressed and incontinent...