Chapter 472: : Idol step! Lion Xiaobo!

Following the words of Qing Xuan Taoist master, more than two hundred Qingcheng Guan disciples surrounded by dozens of them pulled out long swords, unfolded their figures, and surrounded Fang Bai, Gui Shou, and Wu De, forming one. Sword formation.
Fang Bai took a closer look and saw that the sword formation consisted of a total of seven or seven forty-nine people, standing in a gossip position, and it was secretly in line with the heavens. He thought that Qingcheng Guan was worthy of being one of the major gates of the ancient Chinese martial arts world. .
Fang Bai could see that although most of the seven or seventy-nine Qingcheng Guan disciples who made up this sword formation were only yellow-level martial artists, once the sword formation was in operation, its power would be very astonishing. Ordinary earth-level martial artists, It is difficult to get benefits.
Fortunately, Guishou has his own company on this trip, otherwise he will come alone to seek revenge, I am afraid there will be no return.
Seeing the formation of the sword formation, more than one hundred other Qingcheng disciples retreated a few meters away, armed with long swords, swept the formation from the side, ready to provide support.
"The Eight Diagrams Sword Array is my Qingcheng View Zhenguan Grand Array. It is powerful. No matter how strong these three people are, they will not escape today!"
Every Qingchengguan disciple thought this in his heart.
"This formation is a little tricky! Haha...it just happens to be that I haven't had a fight with people for ten and a half days, my hands are itchy, so I will play with you!"
In the voice, Wu De had already attacked first.
He is a territorial high-ranking warrior with extraordinary eyesight. He can see the key of the sword formation at a glance, so the target of the attack is directed at the chief Qingxuan.
Chief Qing Xuan Dao is the eye of this sword formation. The entire sword formation is under his command. As long as it can kill the Dao Qing Xu, the sword formation will not attack and destroy itself, and there will be no threat.
When Wu De moved, the entire sword formation also moved. Dozens of long swords came out, and the sword lights were intertwined into a scene of sword nets, stirring up a fierce sword wind and sword aura, and directed the three people trapped in the sword formation from all directions. It swept past, as if to cut the three into pieces.
This is a gossip sword formation that is a bit of heaven. Once activated, the true essence is endless, and the sword is endless, as if it will never stop without beheading the three in the formation.
The ghost hand only felt that his body was full of sword shadows, not knowing which sword was real and which sword was false, and those sword shadows contained strong true essence and fierce sword aura, and the strength and might of each sword surpassed him. Imagination.
He couldn't think of a way to break the formation for a while, so he had to run the "Buddha's Fury Golden Rod Gong" technique to protect the whole body with true essence, and at the same time roar repeatedly and continuously bombard with his fists, hoping to break the sword formation with brute force.
However, although his fist was fierce, but when he bombarded the surrounding heavy epee curtain, he seemed to be plunged into a pool of mud.
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The sound of the cloth cracking sounded, it was Guishou's clothes that had been cut by the sword wind. If it weren't for Guishou's fast enough body, he had been injured.
In contrast, Wu De, who is much stronger than Ghost Hand, seemed a lot easier.
Wu De seemed to be a drunk person. He swayed from side to side and stumbled. He easily dodged the heavy epee net that attacked him. Occasionally he attacked with fists and feet, and his vigorous essence surged out, surrounded by swords. The movement of the array will be stagnant.
Wu De could have easily rushed out of this little gossip sword formation, but he had the heart to play with these Taoists, and he kept dealing with them, trying to exhaust their true energy.
Fang Bai is undoubtedly the easiest of the three in the sword formation. He didn't even move his hands behind his back. He just displayed the Longyou Nine Heavens body technique, sliding leisurely in the sword formation, criss-crossing, dense swords. Annoyed, he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
"Big gossip sword formation!"
Seeing that the small sword formation couldn't help the three of Fang Bai, Dao Master Qing Xuan's face changed slightly, and he shouted again.
He shouted, and among the Qingchengguan disciples watching the battle, dozens of others immediately joined the sword formation with long swords in their hands.
In a flash, the small gossip sword formation composed of seven to seven forty-nine people turned into a big gossip sword formation composed of nine, nine and eighty-one people, and its power increased several times.
The ghost hand was trapped in the small sword formation, and it was already a bit difficult to deal with it. At this time, the big sword formation was 10%, and his pressure was even greater. It didn't take long for his left arm to cool down and he was struck by the tip of a long sword. Minor injuries.
Although the three of them were divided and surrounded, Fang Bai's spiritual consciousness was scattered, covering the entire sword formation. He knew the situation of both Guishou and Wu De clearly.
The fat Taoist Wu De deserves to be a high-ranking powerhouse. Although the great sword formation has doubled his pressure, he is still comfortable, but he wants to break the formation now, but it takes some time.
Fang Bai knew the ghost hand was wounded, but he didn't help.
For the warrior, the more dangerous and difficult the battle situation is, the more practical experience can be enriched, and the will to fight will be tempered. The greater the pressure on the ghost hand, the more benefits will be gained in the future.
It can be said that after this war, the combat power of the ghost hand will be even higher.
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The clothes cracking sounded constantly, and there was also a low, horrible grunt of ghost hands.
After half an hour passed, Guishou's clothes were broken and unrefined, and he did not know how many sword wounds he had suffered. Blood constantly seeped from his wounds, soaking his clothes, making him look like a blood man.
This battle was unprecedentedly fierce for Guishou and consumed huge amounts of energy. Although he could continue to absorb the vitality in the primordial stone to replenish it, the replenishment speed could not keep up with the consumption rate. In the end, the true primacy and physical strength were almost exhausted. The legs began to flutter, and the whole person was approaching collapse.
Although he knew that the master must be beside him, the ghost hand still gritted his teeth and did not speak for help.
When he was about to run out of support, Gui Shou suddenly developed a kind of enlightenment, and his realm cultivation level reached a critical point for advancement in an instant.
As long as he is given a moment, he can break through the barrier of promotion in one fell swoop, reach a new realm, and advance by leaps and bounds.
Fang Bai felt the change that had happened to the ghost hand the first time. He was willing to protect the ghost hand to help him break through, so he stepped forward with one foot and slammed on the ground.
"Get out of here!"
At the same time as his right foot landed, Fang Bai opened his mouth and let out a deep and thick roar.
Idol Bahuang Step!
The lion screams the waves!
When Fang Bai stepped on it, it was like an ancient and wild idol with a height of ten thousand feet, using its huge pillar-like legs to step on the ground, and the entire Qingcheng view that was shaking seemed to tremble.
The ninety-nine and eighty-one Qingchengguan disciples who formed the Bagua Great Sword Formation were staggered and unable to stand firmly, and the sword formation suddenly became messy.
At the same time, Fang Bai's roar was like an enraged lion, rising up to the sky and howling.
The sound waves rolled, like invisible sound waves, rushing out towards the surroundings. All the Qingchengguan disciples in the Zhen Zhen were tumbling, their minds dizzy, and their eardrums about to split.
Some of the weaker Qingcheng Guan disciples dropped the long sword in their hands, covered their ears with both hands, fell to the ground and rolled, with a painful expression on their faces.
Even the Qing Xuan Dao leader who possessed the profound strength of profound level Consummation, his face turned pale, his figure shook a few times, and he almost sat down on the ground.
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