The powerful eight trigrams sword array, which was regarded as unbreakable by the disciples of Qingcheng temple, was instantly broken by Fang Bai's stomping and roaring.

"Pioneer board! The true element penetrates into the earth to attack, and turns the truth element into sound wave to attack What skill is this? It's terrible! This square white is more and more difficult to see through! "

Wu De was also shocked by Fang Bai's sudden powerful skills. He looked at Fang Bai, who had already finished his work, and was in awe of him.

The only person on the scene who was not affected by fangbai's attack was the ghost hand.

"Ghost hand, condense the mind, operate the skill, and prepare for breakthrough! I protect the Dharma for you

Fang Bai said, standing on the side of the ghost's hand, his eyes were like a knife. He swept over the disciples of Qingcheng Temple all around him. He had the potential of one man in charge of the pass and no one could open it.

Some relatively strong Qingcheng Temple disciples got up from the ground and looked at Fang Bai in horror.

In their eyes at the moment, Fang Bai is like a God coming down, exuding a strong momentum, bringing them endless pressure, oppressing them hard to breathe, making them lose the confidence and courage to attack again.

The sword array is broken, and the pressure on the ghost hand is gone.

He breathed a long breath and looked at Fang Bai gratefully. Then he took out two pieces of gold yuan stones, held them tightly in his hands, sat down on his knees, closed his eyes, and started to try to break through the Jin stage.

Under Fang Bai's gaze and pressure, no one dares to harass the ghost hands, and even no one dares to make a sound.

Wu De stood aside, staring at the practice of ghost hands, his face is incredible.

Wu De found that during the practice of the ghost hand, the two gold yuan stones which he held in his hand lost their luster and turned into a small gray stone in a short time of more than ten minutes.

Wu De knew that the color of Yuan Stone changed, indicating that the vitality contained in it had been absorbed.

Wu De once obtained a Tianjie skill, which can also directly absorb the vitality contained in Yuanshi. Therefore, Wu De's strength has been greatly improved. In a short period of 20 years, Wu De has become one of the local level masters, reaching the level that many martial artists dream of.

Of course, this also has something to do with Wu De's super talent.

This guy has two kinds of innate spiritual roots, tulinggen and jinlinggen. He belongs to the "extraordinary holy body" physique higher than the "congenital spirit body". Therefore, he not only improves his strength rapidly, but also becomes the unparalleled tomb robber master in the world.

If you are an ordinary warrior, even if you are lucky to get a Tianjie skill, you can't practice it without the support of Superman's talent and strong constitution.

Wu De saw the color change on his face during the practice of ghost hand. He was surprised that the speed of absorbing the vitality of Yuan Stone was much faster than that of himself.

When Wu De practiced, it took him at least an hour to absorb the vitality contained in a yuan stone, and then it took him at least a day to refine and use the energy from the stone.

After absorbing the vitality of the two yuan stones, the ghost hand in front of him took out several pieces of them one after the other. In this way, until he absorbed the vitality of the tenth Yuan Stone, he began to concentrate on Cultivation and tried to conflict with the Jin Dynasty.

Such a rapid speed of absorbing vitality requires not only the innate spirit as the guarantee, but also the assistance of higher-level skills. Otherwise, the channels and blood vessels may be broken by the sudden influx of a large amount of vitality.

At the thought of higher level skills, Wu De's eyes could not help looking at Fang Bai again.

As Fang Bai's apprentice, the skill of ghost hand cultivation should come from Fang Bai's teaching.

The apprentice has already practiced the Tianjie skill. What about Shifu?

Isn't fangbai's skill higher than Tianjie's?

Is Fang Bai really from a small world more mysterious and advanced than the hidden gate?

"Pioneer board! This square white is really hard to see! In the future, the Lord Dao will take him as an uncle, and he must not be offended! "

Wu De said in his heart.

"Brother Wu, please help me to watch the Xuanwu people in Qingcheng temple. Don't let them slip away! As for others Let them go

Fang Bai suddenly said.

Wu Dezheng was worried about how to curry favor with Fang Bai. Hearing this, he clapped his chest hard and said in a loud voice, "no problem. I'll give it to me."

He looked around the audience disciples of Qingcheng, and said with a murderous sneer: "there are many Xuanwu people in Qingcheng temple. There are more than 20 of them! Listen to me, all Xuanwu people. I'll stand up honestly. Who dares to slip away from the eyes of Taoist master? Don't blame me. I'm not polite! "

While he was talking, a Xuanwu of Qingcheng Temple took advantage of his back to himself, showed his body method, and quietly swept away towards an exit in the distance.

"Looking for death!"

Wu De saw and heard everything. Hearing the sound of his clothes breaking through the air, he knew that someone wanted to escape. Suddenly, he was so murderous that he picked up a long sword on the ground on his toes, grasped it in his hand, and then threw it out.

Whoosh——Wu De poured Zhenyuan's long sword into the void, and instantly caught up with the disciple of Qingcheng Temple who was trying to escape. The sword passed through his left leg.

The disciple of Qingcheng temple was suddenly injured, and his body in the process of flying quickly became stagnant and nearly fell.

Wu De moved his body and swept behind the disciple of Qingcheng temple. He reached for his collar, dragged him back to the scene, slapped him faintly, and swore: "father's board! I slap you dizzy with a slap, see if you still run or not

Seeing that Wu De had no strength to fight back, the other disciples of Qingcheng temple were so frightened that no one dared to escape.

At this time, Taoist priest Qingxuan was pale and despairing.

It never occurred to him that these three young people were so powerful, especially the young man in urban leisure clothes who looked harmless to human and livestock. He broke through the powerful eight trigrams sword array of Qingcheng temple which has been inherited for thousands of years by himself.

Bafeng sword array is the Zhenguan array of Qingcheng temple. It has been relied on by Qingcheng temple for thousands of years in the face of life and death crisis. It is unexpected that this famous sword array of thousand years has been easily broken by a young man of unknown origin, and many of his disciples have been injured.

Taoist priest Qingxuan knew clearly that there were 200 disciples in Qingcheng temple, including more than 20 Xuan level martial artists, but there was no chance to reverse.

The other three people, all of them have outstanding strength. The young man in urban casual clothes is even more powerful, which makes him unable to resist.

"You What do you want? "

Taoist priest Qingxuan suppressed a trace of fear in his heart and asked bitterly.

He understood that if the other three would kill each other, none of the 200 Qingcheng Temple disciples present today would be spared.

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