The gray-clothed monk saw that the monk rushed over, a yellow light flew into the air, and the vajra was incomparable, and he was startled, but he just stopped the blue-robed guest from striking a desperate blow, which had already consumed his whole body's true qi, and under the drama, his strength was aging prematurely, but at this time, he might not be able to resist this overwhelming attack.

At this moment, I saw the white-robed guest draw his long sword and stand in front of him, and he wanted to block this move for him.

At the moment when the monk soared into the sky and rushed down to prepare to fight to the death with these two people, he suddenly saw a series of silver-white electric snakes flying across the sky, the sword style was extremely dense, not leaking, extremely dazzling, like a lightning criss-cross, it was Qi Yufeng who flew over and blocked in front of him.

Seeing this net-like sword momentum, the monk was shocked, took a sharp breath, jumped back in mid-air, and retreated to the same place, only to hear the ground "bang", bursting open, and the smoke and dust flew away, and immediately smashed a big hole. The remaining dozen or so dead soldiers around him knew that their lives were in danger today, and they all gathered around him.

Qi Yufeng's body was elegant and light, and he fell to the ground with a smile: "Old man, are your hands and claws better?" If you want to kill, you have to pass my level! ”

At this time, he had already seen that the yellow-clothed monk in front of him was the black-clothed masked man who had fought with him in the rainy night forest before, and the right hand holding the vajra and the two fingers that he had cut off were even more evident.

The monk was forced into the circle by him, his face was pale, he gritted his teeth and said: "I have no grievances with you, why do you repeatedly harm me!" "It's really menacing, it's pressing.

Qi Yufeng waved his sword and said loudly: "You are a Mongolian person, I am a Han person, and I am the defense of Yixia." None of our butts are facing the same direction, what else is there to say! ”

Fan Seng paused, knowing that his long sword was powerful, and he couldn't resist it, so he immediately scolded angrily: "Okay." Little beast, today you will either die or I will die! ”

Qi Yufeng said: "I may not die, but you are doomed." He saw that the gray-robed monk had eased up, and nodded at the person beside him, and the remaining two people dressed in white clothes immediately slowly stepped forward and walked a few steps. One person holds a sword, one person holds a gun, stabilizes his position, and he has a faint horn momentum, his heart is at ease, and his heart says that the martial arts of these two people are not trivial, and they are the strength of the three of them. Sleepiness has trapped him today.

He stepped forward, stabbed with a sword, and killed a gray-clothed tartar with his hand, and when the monk saw him like this swordsmanship again, he couldn't help but change his face, and he almost wanted to run, with his light skills. Although he couldn't defeat the long sword of Qi Yufeng, he thought he would run away blindly, and he could probably escape.

But as soon as he moved, he saw two white-robed people behind him, and he couldn't help but feel a big mess in his heart, his heart was supposed to win today, but how could he drill out of this murderous and unblinking young man, could it be that I am a hero and want to die here today?

He stepped back, and so did the good Tartars beside him. But seeing Qi Yufeng walking leisurely, he slowly moved forward, but he stopped a few people who had not yet gathered with the yellow-clothed monk to settle down.

With each sword he stabbed, he was able to kill a person, and he never used a second move to fight his opponent. When everyone saw it, their legs were almost frightened, and they forgot to run away, just looking at him in a daze.

Qi Yufeng secretly thought in his heart, it seems that this Dugu Nine Swords' kung fu kills people so fast, even if it is above the battle array, it may not be useless.

After he killed a man in white, he casually killed a tartar in green, and then wiped the neck of a strong man in blue, and walked to a place in front of the yellow-clothed monk, looking up and saying, "Purple, is there any purple?" ”

Suddenly, I saw a Tartar master wearing a crimson robe and an indigo hero silk around him, looking at him in fear, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "You have made do with this outfit, come and die!" ”

The monk and the remaining dozen or so people gathered together, and resisted the enemy, kept retreating, and when they heard the words, they were dumbfounded, and shouted: "The old man is here, why don't you kill me first?" ”

Qi Yufeng "cut" a laugh: "If you want to die, take the number and line up!" He saw that the rest of these people, everyone was trembling and dangerous, and they were densely protected, and they might not be able to kill as happily as before, so he couldn't help but look up and look at the two people from afar, muttered for a moment, and said in a loud voice: "The water of Kampong is separated from the fire, and the Kungen soil of the Middle Palace is the camp." ”

The old man in white with the gun was stunned when he heard this, and replied casually: "Wuxu Renchen and Bingxu, Guiwei Ding Chou are both murderous." ”

The white-clothed man with the sword had a clear face, a pair of eyes were clear, and he nodded and said, "Ji." ”

The gunman said, "I hold the middle level." ”

Qi Yufeng nodded and said, "Then my lord is the murderer." ”

The three of them replied to each other, nodded to each other, and took a step forward gently, that dry tartar, do not learn and have no skills, but how can they appreciate the subtle meaning, the mystery and profundity, that is, the yellow-clothed monk, only frowned, and knew a little about it in his heart, knowing that these three people were going to set up a formation and join forces to fight the enemy, as for what formation, they didn't know anything.

It turned out that Qi Yufeng saw that he had forced the opponent into a desperate situation at this time, and he was afraid that they would sink the boat and break the cauldron and fight back on the verge of death, so he agreed with the three of them to meet the enemy with the "Eight Gate Formation".

These eight formations are derived from the Bagua Formation passed on by Zhuge Liang in ancient times, and its general outline is composed of two instruments, five elements, eight trigrams, ten heavenly stems, and twelve earthly branches, including the door of rest, the door of life, the door of injury, the door of Dumen, the door of view, the door of shock, the door of opening and the door of death. For those who are easy to learn, these eight formations can only be regarded as the foundation of entry.

Qi Yufeng has studied "Dugu Nine Swords" since he studied Yili, one art through a hundred arts, and he has a deep knowledge in martial arts.

He found the secret book of the eight formations in the "Red Flower Secret Book", and after learning it, he could no longer rest on his own.

Above the eight gates, there is yin and yang, unpredictable, soft as water, pervasive, punctual as gold, invulnerable, attack when fire, never stop, immediately like wood, perseverance, will kill like soil, hard and strong, if the three of them join forces against the enemy, they can take advantage of a big advantage.

As soon as Qi Yufeng spoke, the old man in white knew it in his heart, his eyes matched, pointed out the direction of the other party, and specially explained. The strength of the two directions is stronger, so he should be careful.

And the white-clothed man with the sword immediately agreed that he could occupy the three auspicious gates of opening, rest, and life at the same time, and the remaining three murderous gates of death, shock, and injury, Du Gate, and Jingmen Zhongping. I left it to the two.

Immediately, three people rushed forward, one occupied the auspicious, one occupied the fierce, and the other occupied Zhongping. All the Tartars shouted violently, and attacked the direction of Qi Yufeng in unison, but they saw that the three of them were in a steep flash, turning around one peak after another, changing back and forth. Dazzling, a Tartar rushed forward, Qi Yufeng's sword light flashed, only to hear a bang, the Tartar's body was torn apart, turning into flesh and blood. fell to the ground.

The two of them looked at each other, and they were both amazed in their hearts, they never expected that this young man would shoot so quickly and ruthlessly; I didn't expect that the opponent of this eight-door formation, which is familiar to all famous disciples, was so hasty, and he really didn't know anything about it, and he was really a little annoyed in his heart. I knew that we would also set up a big formation, how could the two brothers be lightly injured.

When the man in white with the gun saw that the other party had a flaw, he said: "Three is to be angry, five is to die, and three is better than five." ”

When the monk heard a movement in his heart, he suddenly commanded all the Tartars to attack the person who used the spear, but he saw a flash of figure, and the three of them moved, and the scattered formation changed again. The white light flashed in Qi Yufeng's hand, and the long sword flew up, stabbing five people to death one after another.

The monk was shocked, and hurriedly retreated, and said in his heart that he said "five for death" but this time he meant to kill five of me. But what is the truth of that victory?

Immediately, he thought about it hard, but he still couldn't get the point, and suddenly it occurred to him that this young man said that he was in charge of the "big murderer", could it be that this array was all about his killing skills, and the other two were all false tricks?

Yuan Dynasty, Mongolia to Yi Di into China, not to poetry and books for pride, although occasionally Kublai Khan Yang Cheng Zhu Lixue, folk Yuan song, miscellaneous drama to pass on to future generations, but the royal line, after all, vulgar and unliterate, still stay in the nomadic era, among the emperors, there is only Emperor Wenzong who reads Chinese books without translation, can be said to be unlearned.

And under the influence of this fashion, most of the three princes and nine kings in the capital, the aristocratic valves, are also mostly to be regarded as the big old and coarse, and are proud of being uneducated.

At that time, people were divided into four classes according to their bloodline: Mongolian, Semu, Han Chinese, and Nanren; According to the occupation, it is divided into ten classes: one official, two officials, three monks, four Taoists, five doctors, six workers, seven hunters, eight people, nine Confucians, and ten beggars.

The scholars were ranked as ninth, and were only above the last beggars. The contemporary term "stinky old nine" originates from this phrase, and it is conceivable that the culture declined at that time, and how far it has come.

This monk has lived in the capital for a long time, and naturally has learned this habit, seeing that the three of them are changing, the direction is confused, running east to west, south to north, not stopping in circles, and his party can only be killed with no hands, suffering the loss of no culture, he saw that the twilight is vast, and there are fewer and fewer people around him, and he can't help but be secretly frightened.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he had already calculated, and said loudly: "The three talents, heaven, earth and people." The Three Lights, the Sun, the Moon and the Stars, this is the Three Talents Formation! ”

Qi Yufeng and the other three were slightly stunned, and then they all shook their heads, and said in their hearts: "This person actually has to think about the "Three Character Classic" for a long time, and he really doesn't learn and has no skills, and he is hopeless." ”

At this time, the left foot of the sword copied, flew into the air, the long sword swept out, and directly picked up several fire heads in the ruins towards the monk, the monk mustered up courage, his body moved, picked up a big wood that had not yet been lit, shook it around, and was very powerful, and actually resisted the attack of the three people with his strength.

Under the joint attack of the three of them, they saw the wood fire colliding with each other, sparks and sawdust flying together, this monk rose up bravely, looking like crazy, and actually blocked this continuous attack.

Qi Yufeng slowly exhaled, eliminating the discomfort of trying his best to perform Zixia's magic skills, and killed a few people in a row, seeing that he was only one person left at this time, the overall situation had been decided, and he was still fighting as a trapped beast, and couldn't help but disdainfully say: "The dragon elephant is just a beast practice, do you really win it?" ”

The monk's body was shocked, and he turned back suddenly, but his sword Qi Yufeng long sword was a little, and he stabbed at the back of the heart.

While dealing with the attack of the two people, the monk waved the beam wood with his hand, waved the parry obliquely, Qi Yufeng a sword streamer, attracted his attention, but a palm has been silent, probed to his shoulder, single palm force, suddenly "descending dragon eighteen palms" The internal force surging out, the monk "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, wilted to the ground.

Qi Yufeng stepped forward and swung his sword to slash, but he heard the man with a gun in white waving his hand and saying, "Slow, this person is still useful, don't kill him first." ”

When Qi Yufeng heard this, he raised his sword to seal the acupoint, and in one go, he turned around and asked, "Who is this person?" ”

The man looked Qi Yufeng up and down with a surprised face, and asked, "Don't you even know who he is?" This person is one of the three princes of today's Great Yuan, the Western Heavenly Monk Batuoyun. ”

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "Little brother, how did you practice this earth-shattering swordsmanship?" ”

Seeing that he didn't ask his name, but asked about kung fu first, Qi Yufeng was naturally extremely curious about his swordsmanship, and immediately smiled shyly: "I have a 'special' sword skill ......" (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )

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