The disciples of the Qiankun Zhengqi Sect asked Qianwuming what had happened and how he used the alarm bell to summon them! Qianwuming told them what had happened, and all the disciples were slightly angry and looked at the people of the Red Shadow Evil Sect who had walked out. They spread out in a circle in front of the square and said, "Shadow, Li Xie, since the two of you are so arrogant, it is necessary to let you know the power of our Qiankun Sword Formation. ”

The shadow smiled disdainfully: "Senior Brother Li, you don't have to make a move on this group of little wastes, just let Senior Brother and I teach them a lesson." ”

Li Xie sneered slightly: "These wastes are not worth my attack at all, the junior brother is enough to deal with them! We must teach them a good lesson, let them know how useless their disciples of the Qiankun Righteous Qi Sect are in front of the disciples of our Red Shadow Evil Sect." ”

Xin Qijie watched Qianwuming and the disciples of the Qiankun Zhengqi Sect stand in a circle, obviously the direction they were standing in was the direction of the gossip, faintly forming the shape of the gossip, permeated with a peculiar aura, and asked with a smile: "Sect Master Qian, does he think that Brother Wuming controls the sword formation, can he defeat the shadow?"

Qian Wenxiong thought that the Qiankun Yin Yang Sword fell into the hands of Xin Qijie, and he was still a little depressed, but he remembered his father's instructions and said: "The reason why my Qiankun Zhengqi Sect was able to dominate the Zhengqi City and become a second-rate top force back then is due to the Qiankun Sword Formation! This sword formation is arranged according to the direction of the eighty-eight sixty-four hexagrams, don't look at the more than ten of them, it seems to be standing at random, but in fact, they are all standing in accordance with the direction of the eight trigrams, as long as they move, the power of the sword array will be released, and it is not a problem to deal with the shadows. ”

Xin Qijie said: "With such a powerful sword formation, the juniors have to watch it with their eyes wide open. ”

The shadow didn't look at Qian Wuming at all, and said: "Just a few of you who don't even have a small creation realm, and you still want to fight with this son? As he spoke, he turned into a black light and shot away at Qianwuming, his palm poked out like lightning, and the bright black light burst out, slashing down at Qianwuming's heavenly spirit cover.

Qianwu Ming suddenly disappeared in place, and a white sword qi shot towards the dark shadow like electricity. The shadow didn't expect Qianwuming's movements to be so fast, and he reached out and crushed the sword qi that shot at him. More than a dozen long swords, the tips of the swords, the sword qi was permeated, and they stabbed at him. Relying on the strength of his own small creation realm, the shadow rolled out like lightning with long sleeves, roaring like a black cloud, and shattered the sword qi that shot it.

Qianwu Ming stepped on a peculiar direction and shouted: "Haoran righteousness is condensed like a sword, and the sword is like a rainbow breaking through the sky." ”

All the disciples of the Qiankun Righteous Qi Sect said at the same time: "Haoran Righteous Qi is condensed like a sword, and the sword is like a long rainbow that breaks through the sky. ”

The sound filled with Haoran Righteous Qi resounded throughout the sky, and the sword tips of the disciples of the Qiankun Righteous Qi Sect shot out a wisp of air, condensing into a sword qi, and the sword qi stretched towards the shadows like a rainbow through the sky.

Xin Qijie's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword array condensed everyone's sword qi into one, and it was absolutely impossible for the shadow to be broken! He suddenly understood a more profound truth, that is, everything needs to be focused, and only by focusing can they comprehend it more thoroughly! Although these disciples of the Qiankun Zhengqi Sect did not have the strength to reach the Small Creation Realm, their Yuan Qi was condensed into a force, and it became extremely powerful with its might.

When the shadow saw the extended sword qi, he felt that it was extremely majestic, so he poured out all his vitality and said, "Evil curtain. ”

This evil curtain was made of heavenly silk, and it was difficult to break through with swords and guns! He didn't think that the sword qi formed by these few people who had not even reached the strength of the Small Creation Realm could break through the defense of the evil curtain.

I saw a black light curtain appear in front of him, filled with a rich aura, a disgusting aura, and the sword qi shot above the evil curtain, spinning violently, bursting out wisps of fire-like sparks.

Qianwu screamed, "Break it for me!" The long sword in his hand shot out, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, shooting above the evil curtain, piercing through the evil curtain, leaving a bloody wound in the waist of the shadow. The shadow let out a terrible scream, if he hadn't dodged quickly, the sword would have pierced through his chest! This made him frightened and angry, his own evil curtain was broken by Qianwu Ming with the help of the Qiankun Sword Array.

The long swords in the hands of the disciples of the Qiankun Zhengqi Sect flew out like streamers, as if they had a thread in their hands, and shot towards the shadow. The shadow couldn't resist at all, and it was about to be pierced by the long sword, but with a loud bang, the Qiankun Sword Array exploded into pieces, and all the disciples flew up miserably, falling far away, like straw, rolling on the ground for a long time.

Qian Wuming slid out along the ground, his face turned pale, his mouth was full of blood, and he scolded angrily: "Son of the Red Shadow Evil Sect, don't you talk and count? Are you so thick-skinned and shameless that you are so shameless?

As soon as his words fell, an evil aura engulfed him like a tide of rage, and a withered palm grabbed his throat. The owner of the palm sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die, we people of the Red Shadow Evil Sect pay attention to victory, and we never count when we speak! I am shameless and I am glorious, what can you do with me?"

How do you know that an iron-like palm held the thin palm, and said with a faint smile: "I have already seen the shamelessness of your Red Shadow Evil Sect, I know that you will make a move, one of your seniors attacked a junior, and said such shameless words, it is really shameless to the extreme." ”

As soon as Qian Wenxiong reacted, he saw Xin Qijie's palm, which had already grasped the palm of the bag, it seemed that his strength was at least comparable to the middle stage of the Small Creation Realm, and it was not strong to reach the middle stage of the Small Creation Realm at such a young age! No wonder my father would tell me, or my father was prescient.

Another elder of the Red Shadow Evil Sect said angrily: "Little cub, I don't know whether you live or die, dare to meddle with the affairs of our Red Shadow Evil Sect, are you tired of being alive?" As he spoke, the crimson light on his palm swirled, turning into a red sharp knife, and slashed at Xin Qijie's head.

Qian Wenxiong snorted coldly: "The little brother of Xin Qi Festival is the guest of our Qiankun Righteous Qi Sect, how can you move him?" The fist smashed out like lightning, gushing out a wave of mighty righteousness, as if the purest breath in the world, smashed on the red sharp knife, the sharp knife exploded into smithereens, Zhou Li was shocked and retreated, the fist of the Qiankun Righteous Qi Sect Sect smashed on his chest, his body soared back, and he withdrew seven or eight steps along the ground.

The bully was grasped by Xin Qijie's hand, and roared: "Son of a bitch, let go of Lao Tzu!" The roar fell, and the vitality on his wrist surged towards Xin Qijie's wrist like a knife.

The vitality of the capsule rolled around Xin Qijie's hand, making a sound like metal rubbing against the ground, and Xin Qijie didn't have anything to do, with a faint smile on his face. The bully roared, "Breaking the Yin Edge." The ground exploded, and a black spike shot angrily at the bottom of the Xin Qi Festival.

The Yin Breaking Ridge Hole of the Bag Boss passed through the underside of many people, and the appearance of not being able to survive and die, he still felt excited when he thought about it now! The young man in front of him was so close that it was impossible to resist his own Yin Breaking Ridge.

When Xin Qijie felt the vitality gushing out of the ground, he had already withdrawn from the distance, and saw a black spike stabbing out from below, if he dodged slowly, he was afraid that the end would be extremely miserable.