The four of them were divided into two groups and gathered around Fang Zhong from both sides, while the remaining four young disciples and the two who had fled here surrounded each other with swords. One of the Taoists who killed him first shouted, "Group sword." The big sword in his right hand was raised into the air, and the thin sword light in the left hand of another Daoist in his group was bright, and the two were back to back, incarnating into a demon god with two heads and four arms, and the originally four scattered swords suddenly formed two thick black and white sword lights, and under the simultaneous urging of the two daos, they skyrocketed to three or four zhang long, and slashed towards Fang Zhong viciously.

The sword light came extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the top of Fang Zhong's head. Fang Zhong glanced at the two Daoists on the other side, these two people were staring at each other, although they had not formed this strange sword move, but they held the sword trick in their hands, and the long sword was suspended in front of their chests, and they would be sacrificed at any time. Fang Zhong raised his sword and stepped up, with a loud bang, the huge sword light flicked upward, and Fang Zhong's figure sitting on the hideous figure also shook. Fang Zhong was taken aback, the power of the sword that came out of the two combined forces was really amazing, under this split, he almost shook himself down, although he was framed, but the hand holding the sword was sore, and he could never take the second sword.

The two who had combined into a giant sword also sighed lightly, as if Fang Zhong was a little surprised that he could take the sword safely. But as soon as there was a slight pause, another thick black sword light composed of the two Daoists swept across again. At the same time, the second onlooker, who had long been poised to attack, stretched out his sword fingers, and the four suspended sword lights shot towards Fang Zhong together. It was almost impossible for Fang Zhong to resist this pincer attack at the same time. Just that thick sword light made Fang Zhong feel extremely difficult, if he didn't want to make a hard connection, he could only dodge, and the other two Dao also saw this, so they sacrificed their swords at the same time, not really to stab Fang Zhong, but just to seal Fang Zhong's retreat. This kind of splitting and combining technique, several people don't know how many times they have practiced, so as soon as they make a move, they will cooperate exquisitely.

Before the sword light touched Fang Zhong, a mutton fat gourd on Fang Zhong's waist suddenly tumbled and gushed out, hovering above and below Fang Zhongzhou's body in an instant. The cold breath spreads, invading people's muscles and bones, and making people shiver involuntarily.

Although the four Dao people who shot out were surprised, they kept in their hands, one large, four small, and five sword lights slashed into the clouds, and a sound of gold and iron resonating sounded, and the surging sword qi exploded with a loud bang, breaking the dark clouds that enveloped Fang Zhong in all directions.

As soon as the clouds dispersed, Fang Zhong appeared, but at this time, his face changed greatly, his long hair was shawl, his face was pale but with a hint of charm, which was exactly what he looked like after casting the appearance of a ghost. Fang Zhong held a sword in each of his left and right hands, a fishbone sword in his left hand, and a fire rock sword in his right hand.

The four Daoists each took their swords and looked coldly at Fang Zhong after the ghost possession, and one of them shouted, "Ghost Dao Method!?" You rebel is indeed a member of the Demon Cult. ”

Fang Zhong said coldly: "Does the person who learns the Ghost Dao Method have to be a member of the Demon Sect?" ”

"Only the people of the Demon Sect will cultivate this kind of spell that hurts the heavens and harms reason, there is no need to quibble, even if you are not a member of the Demon Sect, if you want to cultivate like this, you don't know how many innocent people have been killed, you are full of blood, and your sins are monstrous, today we are just doing the right thing for the heavens." These four Daoists all had murderous faces, if they were just trying to test them just now, now they are fighting for their lives.

Fang Zhong didn't bother to distinguish between them, and as soon as he urged the hideous beast, he rushed to the place where Pu Xuan was imprisoned. The four Daoists shouted in unison, forming two figures with two heads and four arms, the swords and swords were combined, the body rotated, and the four thick sword lights rotated and stopped in front of Fang Zhong's body, and then slashed down on the top of Fang Zhong's head in turn, the huge sword light shook the surrounding air and rolled endlessly, and the fire light emitted by the palace lamps lit around was not as dazzling as the sword light. At the same time, several people around also raised their swords, hovering above their heads and waiting for an opportunity to descend. The swordsmanship of these four Taoists is not exquisite, but their strength is more than skillful, and the sword moves of the two of them are all open, and they are performed by four people at the same time, and the power is particularly amazing in this not too big place. Fang Zhong relied on the speed of the monstrous beast, flashing and moving under the sword light slashes one after another, and from time to time he shot out several sword lights and five or six thunder spells and fireballs, but these small runes were swept away by the thick sword light, and they disappeared immediately.

Fang Zhong snorted coldly, and rushed forward on the back of the hideous beast, several sword lights swept down, but it was the six people around him who shot at the same time, using the sword light to block Fang Zhong from getting too close to those four Dao people. Under the staggered sword light, Fang Zhong was slightly stunned, but in this short time, a thick white sword light swept over. The hideous beast jumped into the air, trying to avoid the sword light, Fang Zhongqi couldn't sit steadily, and actually fell to the ground with a heel fight, only running away from the hideous beast. Several Daoists were overjoyed, and without the slightest hesitation, they urged the sword, and countless large and small sword lights swarmed down, splitting the place where Fang Zhong fell into rubble and flying sideways.

All the Daoists collected their swords, just waiting for the dust to settle, seeing Fang Zhong's broken corpse on the spot, who knew that a cold snort came out, not far in front of the four Daoists, the figure flashed, a brilliant sword light suddenly burst out, the fiery red dragon head came out, and the dragon groaned together, heading straight for the four people. "Divine Dragon Proud Sword Technique!" These four Taoists blurted out at first sight.

At such a close distance, Fang Zhong suddenly struck again, and the four Dao people were caught off guard, each raising their swords horizontally in front of them, but the resisting sword light only flashed a few times before it shattered. The hideous dragon's head opened its mouth and swallowed it wildly. One of the Taoists hurriedly shouted, "Scatter! The two people who were originally combined dispersed at the same time, and together with the sword in their hands, they turned into two long swords of thickness and thickness again. The figure flew like a meteor, and it was able to avoid Fang Zhong's blow, even so, there was still a Taoist who was a little slow to dodge, and was swept by Fang Zhong's sword light, and with a muffled snort, the blood light in his left hand flashed, and the long sword he held also fell to the ground with a choked sound. As soon as this person's long sword fell, the face of the Taoist who cooperated with it changed greatly, and he knew that it would be difficult for him to combine them into a powerful double sword.

As soon as the Dao people stood firm, Fang Zhong had already arrived like the wind, and at this time they realized that it was not Fang Zhong who had fallen from the back of the hideous beast at all, the real Fang Zhong had already abandoned the beast and sneaked to him. This Yin Yang Aurora Sword Array is like two black and white dots in the Taiji diagram, as long as the opponent is surrounded, the powerful sword momentum formed by the combination is used to constantly weaken the opponent, and the surrounding disciples' sacrificial swords are surrounded in a circle, which is not only used to protect their own people, but also to prevent the opponent from getting out of the encirclement. Now that one person's Yin Sword has been broken, it means that half of this array is broken, and the faces of all the Daoists are naturally not much better. Seeing that Fang Zhong was approaching again, the remaining pair of Daoists stepped forward bravely and resisted with all their might, and the rest of them formed a circle again, including the Daoist who had injured one arm, and at the same time took out their swords to stab Fang Zhong, and countless sword lights swarmed from all directions.

Fang Zhong's two big sleeves suddenly swelled, with a loud shout, one spin, dozens of rune papers flew out, all over the front and back, left and right, in the stunned eyes of all the Daoists, countless fires and thunder sounded like bursting beans, shooting out in all directions. Everyone didn't expect Fang Zhong to be able to release so many spells at once, although they were not powerful spells, but there were so many of them that they could not be avoided, and they were suddenly submerged in them. The Daoists were so stunned that even Fang Zhong's figure had lost a trace. However, in an instant, there were screams of exclamation and screams in the stone room, which made several Daoists who had not yet been attacked tremble, and each dancing sword wrapped around itself to protect itself. Everyone was in danger, and the sword array suddenly dispersed

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