Chapter 468

"Why not?"

The ghost hands move their steps and slowly move towards Qingxuan. The fighting intention and murderous spirit rise up with the continuous progress of the steps. Like waves, they beat the long Qingxuan Taoist priest.

The cultivation of ghost hands in the Xuan level of the first stage, has been able to kill the xuanlv high-level Yanyu building owner wenxiangxin, now the strength to improve a small state, of course, fearless Xuan level complete xuandao long, even have confidence to win the war.

"I only kill Xuanshi martial arts today. Unrelated disciples of Qingcheng temple can get out!"

The ghost hand said words one by one, the voice was cold as ice.

"Go! Let's go all the irrelevant! I want to keep some spirit in my view of Qingcheng Let's go! "

The Taoist priest of Qingxuan looked around the disciples of Qingcheng temple in the four weeks, and said with a strong voice.

Those disciples of Qingcheng Temple who are not Xuanshi martial arts disciples Wen Yan, relieved of their burden, looked at each other and kept leaving.

Some of the students who had the spirit of Qingcheng Temple chose to stay and said they wanted to die together with Qingcheng view, but they were driven away by the Taoist priest Qingxuan.

After a moment, there were only three people on the empty ground, namely fangbai, ghost hands and Wude, and twenty-six disciples gathered beside Qingxuan.

At the beginning, there were 28 people in Qingcheng Temple who attacked Wanyao valley. Qingling and Qingxuan were only in charge of command. The real killer was twenty-six disciples of Qingcheng temple.

Although the Taoist priest of Qingxuan did not kill people, the ghost hands were not ready to let him go. Because it was the Qingling and Qingxuan who were greedy about the treasure left by the tiantiandian martial arts who were obtained by the ghost hands, which led to the three major sect massacres of the disciples of the ten thousand Medicine Valley.

It can be said that the two main characters of Qingcheng view, the chief of the Qingling Taoist priest and the Taoist priest of Qingxuan, are more guilty than the crimes committed by their 26 disciples.

"Do you end it yourself or do I?"

The ghost hands hold their fists tightly, scanning 27 Qingcheng Temple disciples, including the leader of the Qingling Taoist priest, who are confronted with themselves. In their eyes, there are two groups of flames burning.

His war has reached its peak, as long as the war is together, the war will go out with his fist crazy!

Fang Bai and Wu De slowly withdrew, leaving the site to the ghost hands.

There are only 27 disciples of Qingcheng temple on the scene. Although they are all Xuanwu, they are only the first level of xuandian except for the Taoist master of Qingxuan, which is no longer seen by the ghost hands.

And twenty seven Qingcheng Temple disciples can no longer form eight diagrams sword array. In this way, unless they rush up and attack the ghost hands, they will not pose any threat to the ghost hands.

Fang Bai and Wu De are watching the war on the side. Which of the disciples of Qingcheng temple have the chance to gather to attack?

Twenty students of Qingcheng temple also knew that at the moment of life and death, the sword was in hand, and the group was in a strong mood, ready to take care of everything, and to fight with the ghost hands.

"I will die and die!"

At this time, the Taoist priest of Qingxuan unexpectedly calmed down. He looked at the ghost hand with a dignified face and said, "how about the two of us fighting alone? I win, we people have to break it out. You lose... "

"I lost, left immediately, and from then on, I will not find your Qingcheng Temple disciple trouble!"

The ghost hand interface way, look between a proud.

"OK! "It's a word!"

The Taoist priest of Qingxuan went back to the body and faced twenty-six Xuan class disciples of Qingcheng temple and said, "this war is about the life and death of all of us. I win, everyone lives; I lose, everyone dies! If anyone is unwilling to hand over my life, he can stand out on his own initiative! Go to war alone in a moment! "

After he finished speaking, no one of the students of Qingcheng temple came out and spoke by one person.

The leader of the xuandao in Qing Dynasty is a complete warrior at xuanlevel. His strength is only a little inferior to the leader of the Taoist priest of the Qing Dynasty. If he is defeated, then other people will have no chance.

There are also some illusions of Qingcheng Temple disciples. They think that even if the Taoist priest Qingxuan is defeated, then everyone will take no care of everything and join hands in a fight, and there is no chance to kill the other three.

Now, let's put my life in the hands of the Taoist priest Qingxuan for a while!

See no one objection, Qingxuan road long nodded, face the ghost again.

For the Taoist priest of Qingxuan, even if it was his own life, he would win. Otherwise, the whole Qingcheng Xuanguan Xuan level master would be destroyed, and the result would be the flourishing concept of Qingcheng from now on to the end.

"Come on! Let me know the mystery, represent hundreds of disciples of Qingcheng view, and teach the master with high skills! "

The sad and gloomy color on the long face of the Qing Xuan Taoism is lost, instead of a firm determination to die.

He blew the dust, the robe was windless, and his jaw was dancing. The whole man was not angry and powerful.

The power of Xuanshi successful martial arts is no longer reserved at this moment, and it is obvious.

Although the ghost hand just Jin stage, the strength has increased greatly, but facing the Xuanshi level is complete, ready to fight with the life of the old Qing Xuan Road, but also dare not be big.

He took a deep breath and ran the "Buddha anger gold stick skill" skill. Zhenyuan ran crazy in his body, and then he hit the old way of Qingxuan directly like an arrow without strings."Good come!"

The pure Xuan road grows up to drink out the sound, the hand whisks the dust fiercely to sweep toward the face door of the ghost hand that bumps.

After being infused with Zhenyuan by Taoist priest Qingxuan, the thousands of soft filaments in the dust stand upright and are stronger than steel. If the fragile front door of ghost hands is swept, I am afraid that a face will be completely destroyed.

The ghost hand eyes shoot electric light, cold hum sound, left hand five finger Jizhang, toward the dust swept by the Taoist priest Qingxuan.

Taoist priest Qingxuan infused the dust of Zhenyuan, which was sharper than swords and swords. The ghost hand had to grasp it with a meat palm. The disciples of Qingcheng Temple who watched the battle immediately felt the words "beyond their ability" and their spirit was greatly improved.

As long as one hand of the ghost's hand is destroyed, the combat effectiveness will naturally decline, and Taoist priest Qingxuan will have more chances to win, and they will be more likely to save their lives.

Fang Bai and Wu De stood not far away, but did not worry about ghost hands.

In Wu De's opinion, ghost hand has the ability to challenge beyond the level. He can fight with the ground level warriors and deal with a perfect old way of Xuan level without any pressure.

In Fang Bai's opinion, the hand of the ghost hand, which is condensed with metal elements, is comparable to an iron hand. Even the sword is hard to be hurt, let alone a brush?

"Break!"

The ghost hand's right hand was as fast as lightning, and accurately grasped the dust swept out by the Taoist priest Qingxuan. Without waiting for the Taoist priest Qingxuan to react, he gave a big drink. Zhenyuan's power burst out from his five fingers, and abruptly broke the dust.

This whisk is a very powerful weapon in the hands of Taoist priest Qingxuan. It once caused great losses to many opponents. It never occurred to me that one of them would be damaged in the hands of ghost hands.

The old Taoist priest of Qing Xuan was so shocked that he immediately withdrew several feet. He picked up a long sword on the ground on his toes, jumped up ten feet high, and the sword's edge was downward, and he chopped his head at the ghost hand.

This sword is solemn and majestic. With a powerful force, the sword emits a faint sound. It seems that a real man is reciting the Taoist Scriptures and wants to subdue demons and demons.

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