Bu'an saw clearly, the bell was coming from the hand of the woman in the white camp, a small brass bell.

The woman was twenty-five or sixteen years old, with an indifferent expression on her face, and the moment she rang the bell, the air around her body changed rhythm, and even layers of golden light faintly appeared.

When the first wave of two sword lights hit her more than two feet in front of her at the same time, the golden light suddenly flourished, and then disappeared in a flash. Immediately after that, it was dizzying and grounded, and it flickered and dimmed several times. Each time, it was accompanied by the sound of gold and stone crashing.

"The cold girl's golden bell bell has improved again. The White Crane Daoist sighed with emotion: "Look at this appearance, ordinary monks, even if there are sixteen or seventeen people, they may not be broken." ”

Zhang Blind added intentionally or unintentionally: "If there is no poem of Master Bu and the song of Qingshan, Miss Leng doesn't know how long it will take to survive in order to refine this natal copper bell to such a state." ”

Listening to the commentary, Bu'an's eyes were still firmly fixed on the situation in the field.

But seeing that the woman who was called the cold girl, Wu Ziyun stood in place lightly, but the five people of the Blue Camp who had just rushed to attack had already bounced off and retreated from Zhang Xu Yuan, one by one holding their swords and bending their knees, leaning forward, maintaining the posture that they could launch the next round of onslaught at any time.

What is surprising is that these five people retreated in a hurry, but when they landed, they seemed to have been discussed in advance, scattered in a fan shape, and surrounded the five people of the white camp in the center.

A round of attack and defense was only in an instant, but at the same time, the white camp was not idle.

The slightly chubby body of the horse member is in the front, the cold girl is on the right, and another young Taoist priest holding a bronze mirror is on the left. Just behind the three of them, a pair of siblings in their early twenties, who looked similar, quickly roamed around the open space of Fang Yuanzhang Xu.

At this time, the commotion was quiet, and Bu An faintly heard that one of the two brothers was always saying something in his mouth. It is "Qiankun Tunmeng, need a lawyer to compare ......"

Is this gossip? Why is it not like it? Bu Anzheng was puzzled, and someone happened to solve his confusion.

"This person's warp and weft skills are so weird, his feet are stepping on the five elements of yin and yang, and his hands refer to the sixty-four hexagrams...... I see," the tone of the White Crane Daoist was rarely a little fluctuating: "His feng shui xuan is specially cultivated to assist the formation xuan. ”

The blind man added: "Ordinary feng shui masters, seeing mountains are not mountains, seeing water is not water, and all things are spiritual and dynamic between heaven and earth. But this man does not care about this, but only divides the warp and latitude......"

Bu An was about to ask, what was so special about this, but when he saw the place where the two brothers were wandering in the array, it instantly darkened! Only after careful distinction, could he see clearly that this suddenly dim area was like gossip, and it was more than a foot in circumference.

"Formation!" shouted one of the brothers. The other person then said: "Yu!

Bu'an suddenly heard the hexagram of the sixty-four hexagrams, and he didn't react until he saw Ma Yuanwai, Miss Leng and the Taoist priest holding a bronze mirror, taking a step back in three different directions, and their figures disappeared into the dark shadows, and they realized that this "Yu, Li, Mingyi" refers to all directions.

"Boom!"

Seeing the strange array appearing, the five people in the white camp disappeared in an instant, and the crowd suddenly let out a burst of exclamation!

Compared with the onlookers, the feelings of the five people in the blue camp are even stronger. It was obviously broad daylight, but suddenly, this inky darkness appeared out of thin air. The people on the opposite side all hid in at once, how can this be fought?!

"Qimen Dark Gossip ......" The White Crane Daoist obviously didn't expect to see the Qimen people here, and his tone was a little surprised.

"Dark gossip?" the blind man tilted his head sideways, and then tilted his head in the other direction, as if trying to discern the direction of a certain sound.

Bu An got along well with him, and knew that this was an action that Zhang Blind would only make when he was not sure of his judgment.

"Dao Chang," the blind man asked, "how high is this Qimen Dark Gossip?"

Among the seven divisions, most of them are Taoist cultivators, generally speaking, the dark gossip in the market mouth language refers to the acquired gossip, and almost everyone knows the specific content. However, the blind man is obviously not asking this now.

He wanted to say: How high is the dark shadow condensed by the Qimen Dark Bagua Array formed by the two brothers?

"Five-foot ......" The White Crane Daoist was just halfway through his answer, when he suddenly exclaimed: "It's moving! It's Qimen Dunjia! What is the origin of these two brothers?"

Bu An was confused when he heard this, and said in his heart that since the formation has been arranged, is it very strange that the formation is active?

He was far away, and he didn't feel much shock. However, the five people of the blue camp saw that the solidified octagonal black shadow suddenly began to rotate slowly, and at the same time moved towards them, and in shock, they all instinctively retreated.

"Dark gossip is a secret technique of Qimen, also known as dead gossip, or it is said that dead gossip is the highest realm of dark gossip. If you can cultivate to the fullest, in the Bagua Array, except for the Xuan himself, even birds, birds, fish, insects, plants, trees, flowers and trees will not survive. As if he knew Bu'an's doubts, Zhang Blind explained: "However, the Qimen Array is too mysterious, and once the formation is arranged, it will be fatal." If it can be run and hidden, it will no longer be a mere array, but should be called Dunjia......"

No wonder "How Poor" would be so surprised to see the dark array in action. Bu An nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, he didn't expect that there would be such a talent under his command.

At this time, as the dark array slowly rotated, the sound of commands continued to come out of the array, and every sentence was inseparable from the direction of the sixty-four hexagrams. Bu An guessed that this was to command the three people outside the horsemen to move in coordination with the movement of this Qimen Formation. It's like walking at night, and someone is always in your ear to show you where you are.

The directions of the sixty-four hexagrams are very complicated, and Bu An can't tell whether these people have been specially trained for this purpose, or whether ordinary Taoist cultivators have a natural conditioned reflex for these directions.

The five people in the blue camp gradually regained their composure from being helpless at the beginning, and the older one of them pointed to his ear with his left hand and gestured to the others. It didn't take long for these people to move in the direction of the dark gossip. His eyes were fixed on the darkness, and his face was solemn, as if he was trying to make out the sound in the array.

According to Bu'an's eyes, the Qimen Dunjia of the two brothers is still a little jerky, at least the speed can't be improved, and they always turn so slowly and methodically, without sudden changes in movement, which is very elusive. As long as you survive the psychological fear that comes up, it doesn't seem to be too amazing.

Just thinking like this, I saw Lan Ying suddenly and silently stabbed at a certain place in the dark shadow of gossip with his sword.

"Bell bell bell"

The bell rang, and the corner of the dark gossip suddenly lit up. I could see that the bell in Miss Leng's hand shook while she moved carefully.

"Dang!", the steel long sword shook out the golden ripples of the bell before it approached Miss Leng.

The onlookers were watching with interest, only to hear the sound of swords colliding in the other corner of the dark gossip, followed by a muffled snort.

Bu An was close and could see it most clearly: it was Ma Yuanwai who suddenly burst out of the dark shadows and attacked the eldest in the blue camp, who was the backbone of the backbone.

Don't look at the horseman's out-of-shape, the speed is surprisingly fast, and the thing happened suddenly, the person who was attacked by the sneak attack hurriedly dodged a sword, barely blocked the second sword, and finally failed to dodge the third sword that followed like a shadow, and was stabbed in a bloody hole in the thigh.

At this time, someone shouted: "Mother, he can see the outside in this strange formation!"

"One in the dark, one in the light, what else is there to fight here?!" this is the people of the blue camp complaining.

"Fight! How can you not fight?! It would be better to delay it for a longer time!" Some people also made wishful thinking, wanting the blue camp to drag the white camp tired, so that they could reap the benefits of the fishermen.

......

After all, there is no need to work hard to train soldiers, not to mention that they will have to go out of the mountain tomorrow, and a few more wounded are also a burden. Bu An looked at the situation on the field, and saw that the remaining four people in the blue camp had lost their backbone, and their expressions were already a little panicked, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Stop!

As soon as the words fell, the dark shadow group of dark gossip in the field suddenly disappeared and returned to clarity. The white camp on the side of the venue sounded a thunderous cheer.

Only a few thoughtful people would notice that the pair of brothers who were in charge of laying out the Qimen had sweat stains on their foreheads and sideburns.

Bu An suddenly realized that if he didn't shout to stop, the two brothers might not last long.

However, this did not affect his good mood. The size of the ability is important, but more important is whether there is potential worth cultivating.

On his key observation list, following the black camp instrument cultivation black yarn girl, the white camp array cultivation Cheng Quan, and the blue camp onmyoji Zou surnamed woman recorded in the last ten years, these two brothers were added.