The jet-black short sword in Zhang Long's hand rotated a few times in the palm of his hand, and then he struggled in his fierce light, with his own spiritual power, and slashed towards an oncoming sword light, the sword light and the spiritual light came into contact, splashing with light, and then Zhang Long only felt that his head shook instantly, his entire right arm was numb, his chest was sweet, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and at this time, the fat dragon and Cheng Qian behind him finally followed when he resisted this blow, and the two of them were left and right, just like his left arm and right arm。

The fat dragon's legs were slightly bent, and his hands were ready to be sent at any time, and when he saw the other two sword lights coming closely, his eyes narrowed for a moment, and then his hand rose, and the golden yellow big knife was aimed at one of the sword lights, and with this forceful fall, the fat dragon's fleshy cheeks trembled.

As soon as the two touched the fat dragon's entire body, they couldn't help but retreat, clenching their teeth tightly, their faces were hideous, the fat dragon screamed regardless of the pain of the torn meridians in his body, and then kicked his right leg backwards, just trying to stop the impact of retreating! Compared with Zhang Long in the late stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm, only the Fat Dragon in the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit Realm suffered more intense pain.

There was still a sword light left, Cheng Qian greeted it without giving up, Cheng Qian was holding a magic dagger in his hand, the tip of the dagger was reversed towards the back of his hand, his right hand was drawn diagonally, and a half-moon-shaped aura was emitted, this time, the sword light and the spiritual light were in contact with Cheng Qian's body, and the two touched, and the fluctuating aura directly made Cheng Qian fly out.

As soon as they started to make contact, the three of them were hurt to varying degrees, and the difference between the Foundation Building Realm and the Transformation Spirit Realm was so far away.

Zhang Long's eyes widened with anger, and then his face was full of hideousness, and he shouted hysterically, "Hurry up and use the Eight Desolation Sword Formation in the way you usually practice." "So far, I have to only use the Eight Desolation Sword Diagram in my arms, and there are only eight different forms of sword diagrams on the Eight Desolation Sword Diagram, since Han Songcheng rewarded the Eight Desolation Sword Diagram, Zhang Long has been enlightened, and I think it should be a formation composed of eight people, according to the sword diagram, when I usually practice fighting, I accidentally found that the spiritual power has a superimposed effect, and when the eight people use the moves on the sword diagram and the trajectory of the spiritual power, the spiritual power that is usually used increases geometrically.

With Zhang Long's roar, there was no need for him to say more, the four people who had rushed forward had already rushed to the left and right sides of the front, and Zhang Long's numb body had already eased up after the blow just now, and his legs stepped on continuously, at this time he was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, rushing forward, and the man in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm who had not moved before followed closely with Zhang Long's left rear.

In addition to Cheng Qian who flew out upside down, even the fat dragon had already moved forward with the yellow big knife, making up for the remaining space, and for a while, the seven people faintly presented a large semicircle position to surround Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing, which made Zhao Jiuge, who was about to continue to move, pause, a little curious about what these people wanted to do.

"Wouldn't it be another formation?" Zhao Jiuge asked Bai Qingqing next to him in some surprise, and at the same time, the aura of the Qingmei Sword in his hand had not weakened, and he was highly vigilant at any time, just in case.

Bai Qingqing frowned, carefully measuring the position and pace and moves of the group of people opposite, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. Because this is like a formation, similar but irrational, he shook his head without a trace, and decided that he didn't care so much, since he couldn't figure it out, then he didn't think about it.

Then he let out a low sigh, "Do it." The wind flower in his hand began to shine again, whether it was a formation or not, one force could reduce ten Hui, at this moment, Cheng Qian, who was slightly injured just now, also stood up, added to the encirclement, and the victory or defeat would be revealed in an instant.

When Bai Qingqing lowered his hand, Zhao Jiuge had already moved, but Zhang Long moved faster than him, because the legs that rushed forward had not stopped, and when Zhao Jiuge raised his sword and was about to attack, Zhang Long was already only three steps away from Zhao Jiuge, and then jumped up on one leg, ready to take the short sword in his hand and cut down.

Zhang Long's action made Zhao Jiuge, who was ready to attack, have to give up, turn into defense, raise his sword and point obliquely, bang, this time Zhao Jiuge did not have the feeling of attacking sharply just now, as if it was an illusion, a sword touched an indestructible object, and Zhang Long hit it successfully, and retreated back with the residual strength of the contact collision, just when Zhao Jiuge was just about to ease his breath and transform the next spiritual power in his body to attack, the fat dragon at this time was like a knife that split Huashan without giving Zhao Jiuge time to react, so gorgeous and gorgeous, Zhao Jiuge had no choice but to lift the sword again, and there was no chance to charge up at all。

It's like a person with as much strength as an ox, and you can punch through a wall, but you can only fit your body just enough on both sides, and your arms can't be lifted at all, and your fists can't be punched. At this time, Zhao Jiuge had this sense of powerlessness, and the same was true of Bai Qingqing on the side, who had no strength but couldn't give it into play.

Bai Qingqing, who was resisting the opponent's attack, was thinking about it in his mind, secretly wondering what kind of formation this was, so similar to the formation but not right.

The spiritual power fluctuations of the encirclement surrounded the two of them as the center, and the attacks of the eight people on the other side were one after another, like ocean waves, the power was stacked higher and higher, layer upon layer, and it actually made only a few people from the Spirit Realm and the Blood Realm suppress him and Zhao Jiuge from struggling to attack. If it drags on like this, when Han Songcheng and the vulture's spiritual power recovers, their situation will not be good, you must know that if it weren't for the spiritual weapon in their hands, if they relied on their spiritual power to fight them empty-handed at this time, it would be on par with their spiritual power!

"What kind of formation is this!" Zhao Jiuge, who was angry, yelled a little angrily, at this time, he thought that Zhang Long and the others were using the same formation as when they were chased and killed by the Xiao family generals in Dongyang City last time.

Taking advantage of the ventilation, Zhang Long, who had just fallen and retreated to the back, snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Will I tell you what this hole card of mine is, dream." After speaking, his empty left hand subconsciously touched his chest, but this action was fully watched by Zhao Jiuge, who was paying attention to Zhang Long's every move.

At this time, Zhang Long felt a pang of joy in his chest, and the previous depression and resentment slowly dissipated with the changes in the situation in the field, as if the situation in the field was slowly under their control. The mysterious Eight Desolation Sword Diagram is really powerful! Zhang Long thought so in his heart.

"Jiu Ge, quick, let's attack them together to be the weakest one. Bai Qingqing, who had not made a sound, suddenly shouted loudly, startling Zhao Jiuge,

Previously, Bai Qingqing resisted the attack with one hand, but her heart was not idle, the strange behavior of the group of people in front of her seemed to be a formation, but it was not like, it seemed to have a sense of déjà vu, which made Bai Qingqing think of a little headache, and the education and knowledge she received since childhood made her horizons broaden.

But there are too many things to master, and then she can't remember what this is, how to crack it, and then Zhao Jiuge's angry voice movie just now made her, whether it is a formation or not, even if it is not, there are similarities, then I will use the method of breaking the formation to break your strange encirclement.

Just like when you need to find the formation eye when you break the formation, Bai Qingqing simply chooses them to be the weakest person to start, just like breaking the formation of the formation eye, then the remaining few people are like the formation flag.

Hearing Bai Qingqing's explosive drink, Zhao Jiuge woke up in shock, and then woke up and understood Bai Qingqing's intentions. Zhao Jiuge was not the only one who was also shocked and awakened, hearing Bai Qingqing's shout, Zhang Long screamed in his heart that it was not good, the sword diagram he controlled could best understand its characteristics and weaknesses.

When he first got the Eight Desolations Sword Diagram, Zhang Long was confused, and then he slowly comprehended a little bit by himself, although he didn't know if the specific things were what he thought now, but his comprehension was limited, neither Han Songcheng nor they had ever seen this kind of Sword Diagram. Coupled with the eight people cooperating with this sword diagram, they found that the spiritual power used could be superimposed, and Zhang Long was a little self-righteous and complacent.

But the biggest drawback now is that once this rhythm is disrupted, then this superimposed spiritual power effect no longer exists, if one of them is missing, then the remaining seven people will not be able to exert the power of this Eight Desolations Sword Diagram. So hearing Bai Qingqing's shout, Zhang Long's heart suddenly became nervous.

Zhao Jiuge swept towards the burly man in green in the direction of his right hand at a glance, the man's cultivation in the middle of the blood realm was the weakest among the eight, when Bai Qingqing collided with him, while the man in green fell backwards, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were cold, the green plums in his hands trembled, the sword flowers floated out, and a few sword lights flashed out of Shaanxi, and the burly man in green instantly wrapped the burly man in green.

"Ahhh......h

A scream came from the mouth of the burly man in green, and the next moment, blood sprayed out of his body, and the blood donation immediately stained the placket of his body. Before he could close his eyes, he fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Looking at the one who fell to the ground, Zhao Jiuge was also stunned, and killed again, this is the second time he has killed someone, compared to the first time, this time there is no psychological burden, and there is no nervousness, but there is a sense of pleasure, for these scum who are full of evil, only when they are eliminated, will more people be at peace.

"Liu Dazui...!" A mournful cry came out of Zhang Long's mouth, and he looked at the figure that fell to the ground with a somewhat shocked expression, and his brother, who had been with him for many years, died like this. But this grief cannot be expressed at this moment, because at this moment they are missing one person, the previous good situation will no longer exist, and at this time, an even greater crisis is coming.

"Poof. ”

The fat dragon couldn't dodge, and was injured by Bai Qingqing's sword light, and the melee attacks of the two sides compared to pure spiritual power, at this moment, the disadvantages of Zhang Long's group began to be highlighted.

From the left chest to the navel, a huge wound was still bubbling with blood. The flesh on both sides of the wound was rolling in both directions.

Zhang Long didn't know what to do for a while, and he felt a little at a loss, after all, in the face of absolute strength, all skills have no tricks at all.

Click.

Another man who moved the blood realm, accidentally failed to resist the criss-crossing sword light, and his entire arm was cut off, and the pain of the tearing made him cry a little hysterical.

And Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were back to back at this time, dealing with the crowd surrounding them.

Zhao Jiu Ge didn't look back, and asked softly, "What should I do next?" ”

"Kill, don't leave a single one. Bai Qingqing, who had long been hiding her anger, had a cold face, and her tone was full of murderous intent, she was also a girl, she could better understand how painful it was for a girl to be chopped by these dogs, Bai Qingqing felt that it was better to let these dogs die like this, or cheapen them.

Hearing Bai Qingqing's words with murderous intent, Zhao Jiuge felt that his scalp was a little numb, but he still obeyed her words and did so.

Then the two of them walked one after the other, ignoring the rapid consumption of spiritual power, and danced the flying sword in their hands in a rough way at such a close distance.

For a while, on the entire field, the spiritual light was staggered, and the sword light flickered. Accompanying this dazzling scene was the voice of pain, the cry of some horror.