The constantly changing sword formation made Gu Yuan quite amazed.

When he watched Xu Chen and Yang Man fight with Cheng Hun before, he felt that the sword moves of the Prayer Spirit Gate had many merits.

Immortal Sect really didn't blow it out.

Now, the sword formations put up by these sword cultivation disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect are simply ever-changing, they can be attacked and defended, and with their sword moves, Gu Yuan believes that even if they meet the masters of the Divine Soul Realm, they have a certain chance of winning.

"If you can bring such a sword formation back to Great Xia and let the disciples of the Sword Sect learn, the strength of the Sword Sect can also be improved a lot, so that when a crisis arises, they can also exert their maximum strength!" Gu Yuan thought to himself.

Seeing this, Gu Yuan, who was not in a hurry to do it in the first place, was even less anxious at the moment.

His divine sense is so powerful that he can remember everything that happened in front of him, it doesn't matter if he is a sword cultivator or not, he just needs to memorize these sword moves, and when he goes back, tell them to them, they will definitely be able to study and understand.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuan's mood was much happier.

Now that he has come to Mangxing, he decided to seize this opportunity, not only to improve his own strength, but also to find a way to improve the extraordinary strength of those martial artists in Great Xia, these immortal sects are the best way.

Cheng Hun had completely fallen into madness, its defensive ability was strong enough, and it could even be called invulnerable, but it couldn't stop the repeated bombardment of the Sword Sect disciples, but when those sword cultivation disciples fell into a state of exhaustion, the tireless Cheng Hun quickly seized the opportunity and quickly smashed into the crowd, and the thick claws smashed the head of a sword cultivation disciple.

Seeing that head explode like a watermelon, some of the surrounding disciples also showed a look of horror.

Many of them looked at the Seven Elders for help, they really couldn't understand why until now, the Seven Elders had no intention of making a move, what the hell was waiting for.

Do you want to watch them all die at the hands of Chengxun?

The Seven Elders also seemed to know that they couldn't continue, so they rushed forward with a sword, and when they raised their hands, a sword rainbow smashed down, slamming the overwhelming Chenghun to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Prayer Sect suddenly showed excited looks.

Although they still didn't understand why the Seven Elders didn't make a move before, but now, the Seven Elders were willing to make a move, and this move made Cheng Hun have no power to fight back!

When Gu Yuan saw all this, he only felt funny in his heart.

Those disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect may not be able to understand it, but he already has some understanding of the strength of the Seven Elders, but he can accurately judge that the sword just now, the Seven Elders actually left their hands!

The sword looked ferocious, but it didn't do much damage

Soon, Cheng Hun got up again.

The Seven Elders hovered in the air, constantly waving the long sword in their hands and shouting loudly.

"I'll hold it back, and you'll kill it quickly!"

Hearing this, Gu Yuan almost didn't laugh.

The old guy's lower limit has been refreshed again.

But those disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect seemed to be taking it seriously, anyway, from their point of view, Chenghun had been completely suppressed by the Seven Elders, and this was indeed the best opportunity to kill Chenghun.

If they can kill Chengchao, it must be a great achievement!

It seemed that those disciples were still a little cringe, and the Seventh Elder, who was hanging in the air, suddenly shouted.

"The one who takes the mud first, ascends to the disciple, and gets three bottles of spiritual liquid, and can enter the Holy Pavilion!"

When Gu Yuan heard this, he was a little inexplicable, but those disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect had red eyes one by one, completely forgetting the fear that Chenghun had brought them before, and rushed forward as if they were not dying.

Just now, they were still worried that they would be regarded as a target by Chenghun when they rushed to the front, but in the blink of an eye, they were afraid that they would fall behind and miss the opportunity to kill Chenghun by falling behind.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and the seven elders naturally understand it.

Personally passed on the disciples, Gu Yuan probably knew what it meant, but what was the spiritual liquid and the Holy Pavilion, which could make these disciples who were still cowering just now change their minds

The state of the country, becoming so brave.

On their faces, Gu Yuan even saw the frenzy that only had when he and the Seventh Elder met Chenghun.

"It's really a bunch of crazy people who want good and don't want to die." Gu Yuan muttered to himself.

The Seventh Elder is actually similar to these people, he concealed the news of Chenghun in order to eat alone, if he let the Prayer Spirit Gate know, his fate will not be very good.

This is also a chance to die, such a risk, Gu Yuan doesn't know how the other party is going to end up afterwards, of course, with his own presence, the Seventh Elder doesn't seem to need to worry about this problem, anyway, this opportunity will not fall on the other party's head in the end.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuan felt from the bottom of his heart that he was really a good person and helped the Seventh Elder solve such a *** annoyance.

Those disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect who didn't know whether they were alive or dead were still rushing to kill, but the Seven Elders were just putting on a show, and some disciples were constantly dying in the hands of Chenghun.

This also made the rest of the people completely sober.

Gu Yuan frowned.

"That's not right......

It dawned on him that he might have overlooked something.

According to this trend, these disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect are afraid that they will all die at the hands of Chenghun.

But if the Seven Elders didn't need these people's help to deal with Chenghun at all, why did they bring them from the Spirit Gate? Is it purely for the sake of extinguishing the mouth? Neither can the mentally retarded

What the hell!

He wasn't in a hurry, anyway, it wouldn't be long before the Seventh Elder would have to give his own answer.

Seeing the surrounding brothers fall one by one, the rest of the people began to panic.

They had indeed been carried away by the promise of the Seven Elders, but when they realized the horror of Chengxun, they finally realized that the pie drawn by the Seven Elders was so hard that it was hard to swallow.

Indeed, becoming a personal disciple, three bottles of spiritual liquid, and entering the Holy Pavilion are all very attractive to them.

But it all has to be based on their ability to survive.

And the Seventh Elder seemed to be thinking about something at the moment, his eyes were always staring at Chenghun that eyeball, and the smile on his face gradually became hideous.

"Almost, almost......

Gu Yuan heard the subtle voice of the Seventh Elder.

At this moment, Chenghun has a layer of red light wrapped around his body, like a demon struggling out of hell, the hair on his body has already been stained red with blood, and the eyeball on his head is gradually completely occupied by red, containing terrifying energy.

Hearing the words of the Seventh Elder, Gu Yuan began to carefully perceive the aura on Chen Cheng's body, and soon, he discovered something unusual.

After such a long fight, the aura on his body has become a little strange.

At first, it was constantly absorbing the overflowing sword qi to fill itself, and even reached a special critical point.

Even if Cheng Xun would explode from time to time, the sword qi in his body was still accumulating.

If this trend continues to develop, Gu Yuan doesn't know what will happen to Cheng Hun, but it is definitely not a good thing.

These disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect looked as if they had been sending them to death, but their continuous attacks were indeed helping the Seventh Elder.

About half an hour later.

Of those disciples of the Prayer Spirit Sect, there were only the last four left, and one of them was missing an arm, and his face was pale, as if he would completely fall down at any time.

The eyeball on Chenghun face is like a red planet, and it is like a deep whirlpool.

It suddenly raised its head, and the fierce aura on its body continued to spread.

However, a smile appeared on the face of the Seventh Elder, and he was quite proud.

"It's time to wait......

He stretched out his hand, the long sword hovered in front of him, and the golden light rippled with it, and in an instant, five light clusters of different colors burst out from his body, revolving around the long sword.

His fingers swept over the blade of the sword, and the light swelled.

"Come, I'll send you...... The last ride!"

After saying that, the long sword absorbed the five light clusters

Gone, tearing the air and flying towards Chengchao!

In the face of the mighty sword, Cheng Hun chose to face the difficulties, and the red light wrapped around it became more and more dazzling, and he smashed towards the falling blade with a punch!

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