132, Wanhua Guiyi Sword Formation [3/3]

Yi Yun jumped into the pit where Dan Xiaoye was meditating and said seriously to her: "Get up quickly, otherwise I will punish you immediately. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple, Piaotian, a registered literary member, recommended this work."

A panic flashed in Dan Xiaoyao's eyes, but she still couldn't sit still. She was fifteen years old this year, with a little round face, and a bit naive and playful written on her face. She was actually a child who had not grown up. Meditation was really difficult for such a big child. She just wanted to help the Emei Sect and the Qingcheng Sect to sit here with anger.

At this time, Yi Yun jumped in and threatened her. She was actually afraid of death, but she still remained unmoved.

"Don't move, right? That king is going to molest you now, don't cry." After being impatient, Yi Yun didn't care about being honest and unruly. As soon as he reached out, he touched Dan Xiaoyao's little round face, pinched the pink flesh on her face with his hands, and twisted it hard.

The eyes of Dan Xiaoyao were filled with tears, but he still held back and didn't move.

Damn, don’t blame me for being rude! Yi Yun picked her up, blocked her mouth, and put on a very ugly octopus mouth shape. He kissed Dan Xiaoyao’s little face, and hummed badly: “It looks delicious, let me kiss her hard.”

The octopus's mouth was getting closer and closer to the face of the Imperial Nun. Dan Xiao Yao was frightened. She felt Yi Yun's mouth getting closer to her face, and the man's breath came to her face... The last time Yi Yun rolled on the sand and kissed her accidentally, she was already embarrassed to death. This time she was different from the last time. She clearly wanted to kiss, and she kissed slowly. The pressure on her brought her was extremely huge, scaring her soul out of the sky.

She had no choice but to comfort herself in her heart: He would not kiss me, he scared me, I couldn't move, and once I moved, the Emei Sect would lose... I can't move even if I die, even if he did something even more excessive, I must hold back and not move.

"Click!" Yi Yun's octopus' mouth was imprinted on Dan Xiao Yao's little face, and he actually kissed him.

"Ah... you really kissed me!" Dan Xiaoyao was thinking that even if he was treated, he would not move. Unexpectedly, as soon as Yi Yun's lips left her face, she could no longer bear it. She jumped up suddenly and cried: "Bad guy, hooligan, thief, I can't get married. "Piaotian Literary Registration Member Recommended This Work" Piaotian Literary Registration Member Recommended This Work."

True, I care whether you can get married or not, the enemy will soon rush to the front, and you will die soon, it is not a question of whether you can get married or not. Women, please grasp the key points for me, I am saving you.

Before Yi Yun could tease, the Taoist priests of Qingcheng Sect next to him suddenly jumped up neatly. Chen Xing laughed and said, "The people from the Emei Sect are moving, hahaha, our Qingcheng wins!"

"Oh! Qingcheng won!"

"Qingcheng defeated Emei again, Qingcheng is the number one sword sect in Shushan!"

"Qingcheng is mighty!"

"Qingcheng Saigao!"

The Taoists laughed happily, as if they were having a grand festival.

"Your sister, Qing!" Yi Yun kicked over a Taoist priest next to him and cursed: "You won with the help of this prince, why don't you quickly set up a sword formation for this prince."

"Oh, yes, set up the sword formation!" Chen Xing touched his arms, grabbed the ancient "Qingcheng Secret Record" in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Qingcheng disciples, Bu Wanhua Guiyi Sword Formation."

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng..." More than fifty long swords were unsheathed at the same time.

All the Taoist priests began to sing at the same time: "The world of Qingcheng is in seclusion..."

The sword Taoists moved quickly under their feet and rushed to the front of the officers and soldiers of the Great Manchu Kingdom. Each seven Taoist priests stood in groups like the Big Dipper. Forty-nine Taoists divided into seven groups and turned into a huge seven-star formation. Seven sword masters were scattered in the seven Big Dipper seven-star formations, each leading seven disciples...

The entire sword formation instantly surging with a surging sword energy. Chen Xing waved his hand, and the "Qingcheng Secret Record" slowly poured into the air. The ancient scroll slowly unfolded, and a golden light shone from the sky, and a sudden rain of light shrouded in the middle, covering the entire sword formation in the middle. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple, Piaotian, Literary Registered Members Recommended this work.

The last time in Mianyang Oasis, Yi Yun saw them use the sword formation, but Qingcheng and Emei were just scaring each other and did not use all their strength, so the power and momentum of the sword formation were obviously not as good as this time.

I heard the Taoist priests in Qingcheng chant in unison: "Shouwu leads to emptiness...Shouzhong leads to harmony...One transformation into ten thousand... All transformations return to one..."

At this time, the mercenary team of Sanjiang Pavilion had already rushed to the front. Zhao Yu and Su Muran shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost, don't pay attention to them, attack!"

Two thousand warriors rushed over with great momentum.

"The sword energy is ubiquitous, only I am Qingcheng!" Forty-nine sword Taoists waved their swords forward at the same time...

A wave suddenly appeared in the air. Yi Yun's naked eyes saw forty-nine sharp waves in the air. They cut open the air, drew out air blades in the air, and flew towards the soldiers of Sanjiang Pavilion in a wave-shaped manner.

"Boom!" The first sword energy rushed into the military formation of Sanjiang Pavilion, and a sound like a bomb exploded. Several soldiers were thrown away by the explosion, and their bodies were like willow catkins in the wind.

Then one after another of sword energy slashed into the formation, and the sound of roar continued, and countless soldiers were bombarded into the air.

"Pedaling the sword and riding the wind, breaking the evil bandits!" The seven real people of the sword palm waved their hands immediately...

Hundreds of flying swords were sacrificed at the same time, flying all over the sky, a cold light flowing, and attacking forward at the same time. These flying swords did not rotate and circle, nor did they fly around the sky and escape from the earth, but were all gathered in front, flying forward like sword rain on Jianshan, penetrated into the military formation of Sanjiang Pavilion, bringing out a bloody storm.

The flying sword was scattered like raindrops, and the mercenaries in the front row fell down. Zhao Yu and Su Muran waved some steel guns to resist, but were barely suppressed by Jian Yu. They could only have the ability to resist and had no power to fight back.

The sword priests drank together again, forty-nine sword energy slashed out again, and the soldiers from Sanjiang Pavilion were knocked down again.

"Damn it, it's so gorgeous!" Yi Yun Dahan: He was originally a little confused about this sword formation, but he didn't expect that when he really saw the sword formation taking action, he felt that the power of this thing was really a god blocking the killing god. The Buddha blocking the killing Buddha is so handsome.

The officers and soldiers of the Dameng Kingdom were actually a little worried at first. There were only one thousand people in the area, and about a hundred Taoist priests and nuns came to deal with two thousand powerful enemies. They were a little scared. At this time, when they saw the power of the Qingcheng Sect sword formation, they were immediately excited and their morale rose. However, it was not their turn to take action, so the soldiers had to applaud.

"Hahaha, our Qingcheng Sect's Wanhuaguiyi Sword Formation is powerful, right?" Chen Xing laughed and said, "It's not what I'm going to do. The Xuannv Extinction Sword Formation of the Emei Sect is not a match for our Qingcheng at all."

At this time, the Taoist nuns of the Emei Sect also crawled out of the sand pit. A group of Taoist nuns stared at the little demon angrily, and a few of them cursed at her quickly: "Junior sister Xiao Yao, you fool, you actually moved, which made the stupid Taoist priests of the Qingcheng Sect beat us. Now they are showing off with the sword formation again, and you are all the ones who are harmed."

There were two eyeballs hanging on the corner of Dan Xiaoye's eyes: "Woo... no... that bad guy kissed me with his mouth, I was frightened, woo... can't blame me..."

"What does it matter if you kiss me? You won't get pregnant?" Honglian said furiously: "Your master, I was secretly kissed by that bastard Chen Xing more than 20 years ago. Didn't you live a good life? If you kiss me a little, you will lose your face and become your master to death."

"How did you steal the Tao? Do you have the Taoist heart?" A group of masters also came up to criticize: "If your Taoist heart is firm enough and there is no inner demon, and a mere man kisses you, what can you not stand?"

"But...but...wow...wow..." Dan Xiaoyao covered her face and cried: "Why are you all criticizing me, why don't you help me scold that thief?"

The Taoist nuns were stunned and then found out that they had found the wrong person to criticize. But they thought again, the hateful little demon, there is a man who is willing to kiss you. We Taoist nuns practiced on Mount Emei and have not seen a man for more than ten years. Is it easy for us to live? You actually have a man who kisses you as soon as you get off the mountain, jealous, envious and hate! But we have to pretend that we don’t care, keep our bullshit, and who will not cut you?

A group of Taoist nuns continued to circle around the Dan Xiao Yao, and the words criticized her came like a tide, forcing the poor Xiao Yao to cry loudly.

At this time, the battle between Sanjiang Pavilion and Qingcheng Jiandao also changed. Because the power of Wanhuagui Yijian Formation was too great, the mercenary troops of Sanjiang Pavilion were defeated and defeated. If they still didn't find a way, they would definitely be a big loss.

"Don't be dazed..." Zhao Yu waved his gun to block two or three flying swords and shouted: "Guardians, we will also set up a formation!"

His roar immediately woke up the collapsed Sanjiang Pavilion soldiers. Yes... A thousand guards can be arranged together. The "guard" has a skill called "Shield Barrier", which can be activated as long as there are more than one thousand guards. In fact, most of the two thousand people in Sanjiang Pavilion are guards, because the mission of this trip is to escort corks, so the number of guards is more than enough to deploy the formation.

"Design the formation! Shield barrier!"

Shield Barrier: Formation skill, more than one thousand guards use this skill at the same time, and can lay down barriers for shields and have a difficult defense.

After the guards of Sanjiang Pavilion roared together, thousands of shields were erected, and the red light was connected to the red light, shining. The shield's defense seemed to be connected by something and shared. The military formation of Sanjiang Pavilion suddenly stabilized.

At this time, the sword energy and flying swords of the Qingcheng Sect attacked again, hitting the shield barrier with a loud bang. The military formation was knocked back and the shield was scattered, but it was almost stabilized and was not beaten to the point of being tilted. The defense of this shield formation was indeed extraordinary, and even the sword formation in Qingcheng could not be shaken.

"Okay, keep it steady!" Zhao Yu ordered loudly: "Under the cover of the shield barrier, the entire army slowly advances..."

"yes!"
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