"Vertical Words!"

I only heard an angry roar behind everyone, and it was the true master again, he had already gotten up from the ground at this moment, and when he heard Yang Ling claim that Tianlong Temple was a Rakshasa Ghost Temple, he immediately said angrily.

Yang Ling didn't care so much now, saying that he couldn't let Vilu Shaya run anymore, and rushed towards him with a cold snort.

Everyone didn't move, but they really jumped out from the rear and blocked Yang Ling.

Because of his slightly dull eyes, he was obviously a little angry because of the other party's previous words, but he was very good at cultivating qi with the rest of the Zen masters, and he didn't show it.

Zhi sighed: "Let Senior Brother Zhen test this little benefactor first!" ”

Vilu Jaya pretended to be concerned and said: "This son's skill is extraordinary, and the sword style is extremely terrifying, and the true Zen master is afraid that it will be ......."

Liao Zhi said with a smile: "Master rest assured, Senior Brother Zhen's horizontal practice and kung fu have reached the peak, and ordinary swords are difficult to hurt him." ”

"Quick... Come and help, you're all standing and doing! ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sword wound all over his body, and now he was even more pressed against the center of his eyebrows by the other party's sword, and he screamed in panic.

Rewind time to a few seconds ago......

Li Zhen rushed out first, thinking that the other party was afraid of his kung fu of striking in the air, so he made sword fingers with both hands, and shot out with Tiangang's righteous qi turned into sword qi.

Only a few sharp wind-breaking sounds were heard, Yang Ling held the long sword, and the sword intent unconsciously operated, his ears and eyes were clear, and he could easily catch the trajectory generated by every trace of air around him.

The figure flashed slightly, easily avoiding a few Tiangang sword qi, and then quickly stabbed out several swords, respectively on the real arms, shoulders, and leg joints drew an extremely shallow sword mark, only a trace of blood appeared, if it was half a minute deeper, it could cut through his skin and break the tendons.

In just an instant, the other party's sword move made him almost become a waste, he was really shocked and angry, and he only felt that he had practiced martial arts to the point of temper, and today in the face of this little child's sword blade, it actually had no effect at all.

Knowing that he was invincible, he just wanted to retreat, when he suddenly felt a chill in his eyebrows pierce his brain, his eyes focused, and he saw the other party standing in front of him with a long sword, and the tip of the sword was against the center of his eyebrows.

My heart was shocked, and I was busy shouting for help.

Yang Ling didn't mean to kill him, after all, he had no grudges with them, and helping Pilu Shaya was at most an accomplice, and the crime was not to death, just a small punishment and a big commandment.

As Yang Ling's eyebrows condensed, the huge sword intent forced out, and the sword qi intertwined and wrapped around the sword body, and disappeared into the real eyebrows along the tip of the sword, although it would not kill him, but it also made him dare not attack himself again, and the line between life and death at this moment will always remain in his mind, whether it is today or in his dynasty, as long as the other party faces himself, he will not be able to raise the courage to fight against it, and destroy the other party's will with supreme sword intent, that is it.

Unless one day, the true strength is better than Yang Ling, and he can break through this shackle and return to his true self.

Of course, this kind of thing is not something he should think about, at least today, this person can no longer stop himself.

Seeing that he had spoken, he was really subdued, and the people of Tianlong Temple and the Boundless Sword Sect were shocked.

Virujaya's eyes became more and more gloomy and terrifying, and his heart couldn't help but be afraid.

How could this son's martial arts improve so quickly!

He was unwilling in his heart, his fists under the monk's robe creaked, and he suddenly noticed that several people around him were looking at him, and he hurriedly shouted:

"What are you doing at me, don't kill someone!"

With that, he flew out.

Yang Ling removed the long sword, and Zhen took a few steps back, and sat on the ground, his eyes were blank, and he was rushed by the air, grabbed it, and took him away from the battlefield.

Facing the volley of Vilu Shaye, Yang Ling was not afraid or afraid, and the pure yang internal force in his body continued to condense, and then he slapped a palm and collided with the opponent's palm force.

Rumble!

Like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the thunder of the sky is great, and the rolling waves of air are surging out like a wave, making the surrounding warrior monks stand uncertain and flee backwards.

I saw that the red true qi around Yang Ling's body was stirring, and the green bricks under his feet were shattered, and the rubble flew out with a powerful force, penetrating the wall, and some warrior monks resisted with the long sticks in their hands, and they were directly smashed into two sections.

"I can't help if you really want to find help!"

Yang Ling snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the pure yang true qi seemed to rise in his palm, and two flames were churning, and bursts of white smoke came out of Vilu Shaye's palm, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, and he could no longer hold on and was shocked and flew out.

He was about to fly after him, but was stopped by a sword point.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor is too angry, and he will inevitably kill in vain, I must not let you fool me today."

Li Yin stopped in front of Yang Ling with a few junior disciples.

Yang Ling looked around at a few people, his anger did not decrease, and he said coldly: "You and him are all the way, if you dare to stop me, don't blame me for being unkind!" ”

"If the donor puts down the butcher's knife, we will not stop it!"

Cause persuasion said.

Yang Ling clenched the long sword in his hand, stopped speaking, and the momentum around his body soared, blowing his robes rattling, and he walked towards Yin and the others step by step.

"This son is so strong with sword energy!"

The sky was shocked, and a hint of ominousness rose faintly in his heart.

Cause snorted: "Sword formation!" ”

He had now seen how difficult Yang Ling was to deal with, and knew that Vilu Shaya was not exaggerating, and immediately formed a sword formation of eight golden locks by four people, four people stood in separate positions, one person guarded the two gates and surrounded it, constantly using Tiangang sword fingers to attack the other party, constantly changing the position of the body, but it would not transcend the position of the two doors they occupied.

This is the Dali Duan ancestors when the business, the art of war to defeat the enemy, now there is no Dali in the world, this military array was integrated into the martial arts by them, no need to open and close the door of the formation like thousands of troops, the introduction of the enemy, but to form a trapped formation by itself, overcome the enemy, with the momentum of the encirclement, can deal with the master of the skill far higher than himself.

However, the four people who need to play this formation are all first-class masters, and cooperate tacitly, with the advantage of few people, the advantage is that they are flexible and changeable, and the formation can be adjusted at will.

At this moment, because of the control of the door of Hugh and the door of life, the wisdom of the door of injury, the door of Dumen, the control of the door of the Qing and the door of death, the control of the door of the sky, the opening of the door, the formation of nine walls, eight doors for the intended channel, no matter which door the opponent attacked, it will be attacked by the rest of the party.

Yang Ling was besieged in the middle of several people, and was just about to break into the Xiumen in front of him, when he saw that several sword qi were attacking, and his whole body was moved, and the other three people followed and scattered, and at the same time sent out Tiangang sword fingers to shoot at his vital points around his body.

Sensing the overwhelming attack, and being besieged by several people, it was difficult for him to dodge, he could only swing his sword to block, although he flicked away all the sword fingers, but his actions were restricted, and it was useless to escape.

You don't have to consume it with these people, let's see who runs out of internal strength first!

Although he is confident that the other four will definitely not be able to consume him, it is difficult to guarantee that Vilu Shaya will not take the opportunity to escape, this escape is equivalent to letting the tiger return to the mountain, and it will be difficult to catch him again.

"This is the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, the little donor might as well break through!"

Zhi Luo said slightly.

This formation is the result of their senior brothers' decades of research to achieve today's results, it can't be said to be perfect, but if you want to break the formation easily, it's not so simple.

What's more, there was only one person on the other side, and the difficulty of breaking the formation was even greater, even if they told Yang Ling the method of breaking the formation, he couldn't do it.

Therefore, for this moment, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array is unsolvable.

Yang Ling's brows furrowed, and he couldn't see the flaws in it for a while.

Leaping out in one step, the four of them followed closely, but as soon as he made a move, he sent an attack to stop it, neither approaching him nor letting him get within a foot of him, even if the opponent's swordsmanship was superb and he could not cut them, it would be useless.

Yang Ling swept out a few sword qis, all of which were easily dodged by a few people, constantly changing directions, so that they also had resonance in their body skills, one person moved, three people came out together, even if he made a sword no matter how fast, he couldn't catch up with the speed of four people, unless there were two of themselves, they might be able to solve the dilemma at the moment.

Seeing that Yang Ling was dragged by the senior monks of Tianlong Temple, Buzan helped Vilu Shaya and said with great joy: "Master, this Yang Ling is afraid that he will not be able to break this big array." ”

Virujaya was not so optimistic, but said in a deep voice: "Whether he can break the formation or not is all in his thoughts, it just depends on whether he is willing to pick up the butcher knife in his hand!" ”

Thinking of the shocking sword, which made the heavens and the earth lose color and the earth shook, how strong it was, if Yang Ling came to the sword against Yin and the others, and saw how many of them could live.

Wu Daozi's eyes were scorching, seeing that Yang Ling's sword aura was far superior to his own, he was not only horrified in his heart, but also with full battle intent, he himself was a person who practiced swords, and he was naturally eager to fight with a sword master.

What the high monk of Tianlong Temple used was nothing more than a sword finger that struck in the air, and it was a sword qi emitted with true qi, which could not be completely called a sword move, so he naturally couldn't have fun, and when he met Yang Ling today, the heart of the sword path that was silent in his heart was burning again at this moment.

As everyone knows, behind him, Wen Qingzheng stared at Yang Ling with a gloomy face, wishing that he would die under the sword fingers of several Tianlong Temple monks.

He really didn't expect that the other party really had such a great skill, compared to it, his so-called genius name was a joke.

Seeing that Vilu Shaye was in front of him, but he couldn't get out, the patience in Yang Ling's heart was being exhausted little by little, if he was really in a hurry, he slashed this Daxiong Treasure Hall with a sword, and at that time he wanted to see how these people could stop it.

Because several people blocked the other party's attack several times, they gradually noticed the rising momentum on his body, and his heart was awe-inspiring, and a sense of crisis rose for no reason.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed from a distance, and soon arrived behind Qing, he didn't dare to resist in a silent voice, and the other three senior brothers turned around, letting go of the Jingmen to let her in.

Sensing a fragrant wind wafting, Yang Ling didn't need to think about it to know who it was.

Before he could speak, he heard the familiar voice excited:

"Xianggong, I'm here to help you break the formation!"

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