Sword formation......

Su Hang couldn't help but think of his soul soldiers.

Mai Tie Cane was born in the army, and his own soldiers naturally did not know how to even form a simple battle formation.

It's just that those battle formations are obviously more focused on simplicity and practicality.

After all, the more elaborate and complex the formation, the more difficult it is to practice. For the army that often "exchanges blood", spending a huge amount of time and energy to practice those exquisite formations is really more than worth the loss.

This was exactly the case.

But after becoming soul soldiers, they are endowed with the ability to share their hearts, and even the most difficult formations can be easily controlled.

Those simple and crude military formations are actually no longer enough to give full play to their strength.

Although so far, there is no opponent worthy of the soul soldiers to put down their bows and arrows and fight with them in close combat, but this does not prevent Su Hang from taking precautions and preparing in advance.

"The formation is good, it's just - people are too rubbish."

"How daring!"

The cloth-clothed nun looked fierce, and a total of sixteen sword lights stabbed at Su Hang's whole body like meteors from all directions.

"Huh."

Su Hang chuckled, and with a turn of his right hand, the majestic and huge aura of qi had already opened, instantly enveloping all the sixteen sword lights in it.

Compared with a month ago, Su Airlines is more comfortable in manipulating the air ring.

The ten kinds of energy that rotate rapidly, even the peak of a grandmaster like You Niaoti can't help but be restrained for a moment, let alone the group of little girls in front of him who haven't even reached the realm of grandmasters?

"Ahh

"Yikes!"

……

Except for the cloth-clothed nun who was still struggling to support, the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai who were covered by the aura immediately let out continuous screams.

The next moment, he was involuntarily swept up by a huge pulling force and slammed into each other in mid-air.

In an instant, there was another cry of pain.

If it weren't for Su Hang's "little Ruyi hand" to snatch away the long sword in the hands of this group of girls, this collision alone would have been enough for most of them to die here.

But now, like being stuffed into a washing machine and spinning wildly, it's enough for them to drink a pot.

At the same time, sixteen long swords with cold light were also pulled in front of Su Hang.

"Go!"

Su Hang grabbed the two long swords and threw them lightly at the cloth-clothed nun who was struggling to support her in the qi ring.

My life is at rest!

Noticing the two long swords that flew from her, the cloth nun closed her eyes in despair.

She really didn't expect that this legendary demon star would be so terrifying.

Rusi's martial arts have long exceeded her imagination, and I am afraid that only the legendary gods and demons can be compared with it.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that there were such terrible people in the world.

Quiver! Quiver!

The expected sting did not come, and the cloth-clothed nun only felt light, and she opened her eyes in confusion, only to find that the two long swords had only passed through the clothes of her arms, nailing her to the third floor of the Tibetan Pagoda.

"Uncle!"

The change in the rise and fall of the rabbit shocked the rest of the Cihang Jingzhai disciples all stunned in place, and they even forgot to cooperate with the formation.

It's just that Su Hang won't wait for them to come back to their senses.

Although in the face of the huge difference in strength, even if they are ready for battle, the result is no different.

In just a few breaths, fifty or sixty Cihang Jingzhai disciples were wiped out.

Among them, the five masters of the Grandmaster level were all sealed by Su Hang and nailed to the Tibetan Pagoda.

However, Cihang Jingzhai is a little weak, there are only five grandmasters in total, and he hasn't even used up sixteen long swords.

As for the ordinary disciples, after being swept into the aura for a while, they were all limp and limp, with gold stars in their eyes, and one by one they fell to the ground without an image and in disheveled clothes.

"To be honest, it's always hard to accept."

Su Hang clapped his palms and sighed:

"Lord Fanzhai, is this son right?"

"Amitabha."

Between the Buddha's numbers, a nun in her thirties wearing a gray cotton robe walked out of the forest.

Compared with Shi Qingxuan, Wan Wan is a stunning beauty who captivates the country and the city, and the other party can only be regarded as beautiful at best.

If it weren't for the clear perception of the breath of Cihang Sword Dictionary on the other party's body, who would have thought that this inconspicuous nun would be the famous Cihang Jingzhai Master?

Fan Qinghui's expression was calm, as if he had not seen the disciples all over the ground, and just looked at Su Hang calmly.

Of course, no one knows if her heart is really as peaceful as it seems.

"Childe's miraculous skills, poor nuns are ashamed of themselves."

Su Hang played with a long sword and said:

"It seems that the Lord understands what he should do next?"

Fanqing Hui shouted the Buddha's horn and bowed his head and said:

"Poor Ni understands."

"Do you really understand?"

Su Hang play taste:

"Won't you be thinking about how to convince Ning Daoqi to join forces with Song Que, right?

To tell the truth, Ben Gongzi is still looking forward to that scene, and it's boring to always bully some miscellaneous fish who can't get on the table. ”

Fan Qinghui: How should I answer what you say?

She did think about whether to ask Ning Daoqi to make a move, but the strength shown by Su Hang was too terrifying.

As far as she knew, even Ning Daoqi, the number one master in the Central Plains, might not be able to break through the Cihang Sword Formation so lightly.

As for Song Que, Fan Qinghui didn't know at this moment that he, a former admirer, might enter the realm of the great master at any time.

"However, it's so easy to come on a trip, and it's a pity to leave like this."

Regarding Fan Qinghui's silence, Su Hang didn't care, and said to himself:

"That's right, it's better to do this, the Lord of the Buddha and my sister have a fight, and the Lord of the Zhai wins, and this son will leave.

But if the lord loses, the secret book of this Tibetan tower will be taken away, how about it? ”

Fan Qinghui said in a deep voice:

"The Tibetan Pagoda is the foundation of meditation, don't you think this request is too deceitful?"

Su Hang was pleased:

"Lord Zhai is really a cheerful person, junior sister, it's up to you whether you can take the Tibetan Dian Tower."

Rao is in Fan Qinghui's state of mind, hearing this, the corners of his eyes are also twitching:

What did the old lady promise? Give me a good listen!

However, even though she was angry in her heart, her strong reason still told Fan Qinghui that she had no other choice but to obediently agree.

If she can't even defeat Su Hang's junior sister, then even if she is determined to fight to the end, what can she do except for the Jingzhai disciples on the scene, so that her Cihang Jingzhai line will be cut off from then on?

On the contrary, if you can win a game by chance, you may be able to successfully send this plague god away.

After all, it is rumored that this demon star is almost true to his word, and he has never broken his word.

I only hope that the junior sister of this demon star will not be as terrifying as him.

Man is a sword, I am a fish.

This is the first time that Fan Qinghui has clearly realized his powerlessness.

Even the "evil king" Shi Zhixuan, who made them extremely jealous at the beginning, would not make her so desperate, and could only hope for ethereal luck.