Mu Liangyue, who had been watching the battle, also stepped forward, looked up at the moon in the sky, nodded and said, "It's the Guxu Formation."

Su Changli frowned: "You are also a master of secret arts. They set up such a large Guxu Formation, and you didn't notice it at all?"

Mu Liangyue shook his head: "This is not a secret technique, this is Xuanmen Taoism."

"Secret techniques and Taoist techniques are both Guxu Formation. Will there be a big difference?" Su Changli asked.

"The Guxu Formation originally originated from Taoism, and Taoism inherits the way of heaven. However, cultivating the way of heaven requires destiny. Ordinary people do not have destiny, and practicing for a lifetime is in vain. The secret technique is a trick, and it is a way to steal destiny.

Something." Mu Liangyue explained.

Su Changli leaned on his sword and meditated, and said no more. The pressure on his body became stronger and stronger, and he could hardly lift the sword.

On the other side, Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo looked confused. They didn't understand why Su Changli and others, who had the upper hand, suddenly stopped. Xiao Se looked up at the moon in the sky and thought thoughtfully: "I am alone."

Virtual?"

"Guxu? Is that woman in white doing something again?" Lei Wujie asked.

Li Fansong smiled and said: "It's done! It's done!"

Su Changli suddenly shouted loudly, picked up the giant sword, jumped up, and smashed the sword into the ground with all his strength. Everyone present felt that the whole mountain seemed to shake at that moment.

"Break the formation!" Su Changli shouted.

Mu Liangyue jumped up, her white clothes swaying, muttering to herself, and countless colorful butterflies flew out of her sleeves.

"Let's go!" Lei Wujie suddenly felt a hand holding him from behind. He was startled and turned around hastily, only to find that he was pulled out by someone.

At that moment, he suddenly went from a space filled with sword energy to an extremely quiet valley. Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment and found that there was no one around him, and the person who pulled him out turned around and disappeared.

I really saw a ghost today. Lei Wujie scratched his head. Just when he didn't know why, Xiao Se was suddenly pushed out from nowhere.

"What's going on?" Lei Wujie asked hurriedly.

"It's the little Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain." Xiao Se replied.

In the Guxu Formation, Li Fansong praised: "Xiao Feixuan, you are quite capable. It's not in vain that I delayed you for so long."

"I want you to talk nonsense." Fei Xuan glared at him, waved his hand, and pushed Sikong Qianluo beside him out.

Su Changli pulled up the sword on the ground and said with a smile: "A hero emerges from the youth of Qingcheng Mountain. Can such a Taoist boy carry out such a large Guxu Formation?"

Fei Xuan whispered: "Little uncle, leave quickly, this person is not simple. My Guxu Formation cannot trap him for too long."

"Let's go?" Su Changli suddenly raised his sword and quickened his pace, "Keep your life alive."

"Stop!" Fei Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand.

Su Changli froze for a moment, then suddenly said: "This is the power that has been suppressing us just now? What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Taofa·Big Dragon Elephant Power." Mu Liangyue behind him frowned slightly.

"Awesome?" Su Changli raised his eyebrows.

"Qingcheng Mountain Zhenshan's secret art." Mu Liangyue nodded, "Only those who are ranked as heavenly masters are qualified to practice it."

"Okay, this trip was not in vain." Su Changli held his sword and walked forward slowly. The pace was slow at first, and then became faster and faster, as if he was running wildly.

Is this still a human being? Fei Xuan exclaimed in his heart, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead. He had exhausted all his energy, but Su Changli rushed towards him despite the power of the big dragon elephant, and he grabbed it with his left hand.

Li Fansong pushed him out, bit his finger immediately, and drew a talisman in the air. When the talisman was finished, he heard the roar of a lion.

However, Su Changli had already raised his sword and was fighting in front of Fei Xuan.

The phantom of the lion was rising, and Su Changli chopped it into pieces with his sword. Fei Xuan took advantage of the momentum and leaned back, escaping from the formation.

When everyone outside the formation saw Fei Xuan also escaping, they let out a long breath. But Li Fansong stepped forward to help Fei Xuan and found that his arm was dripping with blood.

"You're injured!" Li Fansong said anxiously.

"Run!" Fei Xuan stretched out his right hand and gently wiped the wound. The wound immediately stopped bleeding. "My dragon elephant power can't last long. They will break the formation soon! Run!"

"

Xiao Se whistled at this time, and the two Yebei horses that had just run aside immediately followed him back. He immediately got on his horse and extended his right hand to Sikong Qianluo.

Sikong Qianluo was stunned for a moment.

"Come up quickly!" Xiao Se said.

Sikong Qianluo blushed slightly and stretched out his hand, but Xiao Se pulled him up.

On the other side, Lei Wujie also got on the horse, and Li Fansong also jumped up with Fei Xuan on his back. The group of five people ran wildly down the mountain.

"Do you want to go back to Qingcheng Mountain for a while?" Li Fansong asked.

Xiao Se shook his head: "We can only escape for a while when we return to Qingcheng Mountain. Although we don't know what their reasons are, they have already made up their minds to kill us. The underground river has always been unrelenting. There is no way to avoid it, so we should go directly to Lei's house

Bao, your Taoist Immortal Sect does not act rashly with murderous thoughts, but it is different when you arrive at Leijia Bao."

"Okay." Li Fansong nodded.

At this time, Fei Xuan's forehead suddenly flashed red, and he whispered: "The formation is broken." Then he fainted.

"What's wrong?" Lei Wujie turned around and asked.

"Feixuan is still too young and his cultivation level is not enough. The Guxu Formation just now consumed too much of his mind. I must go find the master now." Li Fansong replied.

Lei Wujie nodded: "Thanks to Brother Li for helping me this time, you should go back to Qingcheng Mountain first. We can make our own way in the future!"

Li Fansong hugged Feixuan and jumped out of the horse: "Be careful on the road, don't die. If you have the chance in the future, you will do it again..."

"Drunken singing house, young hero!" Lei Wujie said loudly.

"Drunken song!" Li Fansong shouted softly, and saw the peach wood sword flying out of the sheath. He stepped on the peach wood sword and flew towards Qingcheng Mountain.

On the mountain, the Guxu Formation has been broken.

Su Changli stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the two fast horses running down the mountain, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something. If he were at his peak, with his domineering sword power, he could almost jump from the mountain.

Then, he cut off the mountain road in front of them with a sword. But the Guxu Formation just now consumed him too much, and he was a little tired, and even yawned.

Mu Liangyue, dressed in white, walked up to him and asked, "Aren't you going to chase them? Just let them go like this?"

Su Changli shook his head: "No more chasing. Just let them go, but they will regret it soon."

"regret?"

Su Changli nodded: "I regret it. I regret why I didn't die in my hands. I cut off my head with a sword. What a happy death it should have been. They didn't know that after escaping from my hands, what was waiting for them in front.
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