His eyes became as deep as the sea, covering the twelve masters hiding in a forest, some were young and some were middle-aged, and they were all highly skilled.
Twelve great masters are nothing against top sects like Divine Sword Peak, but they are a powerful force against lower level sects.
After staring for a moment, he looked away, thoughtfully.
Divine Sword Peak is really related to them. It is actually a branch of Divine Sword Peak, and it is the ninth sword besides the eight divine swords.
This lineage is called the Guizang Divine Sword.
What he is best at is concealing his aura, accumulating all his power into one point, and then exploding it into a sword.
The whole body's cultivation is condensed into one sword. This sounds easy at first, but in fact it is extremely difficult to achieve it.
People would think it was a desperate effort, and they would pour out all their strength and strike with all their might.
In fact, to truly condense all the strength and cultivation into one sword requires a unique cultivation method and a unique method. Otherwise, what you will use with all your strength will only be three or four points more powerful than usual.
And through their method of hiding the divine sword, it can explode with six or seven times the power. It is really an amazing sword.
They were originally Grand Masters, and the power they unleashed four to five times was astonishing, and twelve Grand Masters struck with all their strength.
Under normal emergency conditions, Daguangming Peak would suffer heavy losses.
The appearance of Xu Qingluo and the four of them drew their attention from the disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult to themselves.
Fakong's eyes flickered, and he looked at Xu Qingluo and the four of them thoughtfully, but in the end he did not remind them.
I have already made up my mind to see them suffer.
The sword formations of Xu Qingluo and the four of them worked in perfect harmony, as if they were transformed into a monster with four heads, eight hands and eight legs.
Their power was astonishing, and all the masters of Dayun fell under their swords one after another. No matter how high their martial arts skills were, they were not spared.
They were surrounded by more and more masters, but there was nothing they could do to stop them from killing people, and their actions were ruthless.
Fa Kong calculated that from the beginning to now, the number of Dayun masters who have fallen under their swords has reached thirty-six.
Most of the masters in Dayun were lost at once, greatly reducing the pressure on the masters of the Light Holy Cult.
France and Kong are very satisfied with their performance. They have achieved the best they can, with perfect coordination and perfect understanding.
Zhou Yu suddenly shouted softly: "Be careful of the assassins, there are twelve of them!"
The movement of the four people suddenly changed, and they suddenly shrank. The distance between them doubled. One hand waved the sword, and the other held it.
Xu Qingluo hummed: "It's hidden deep enough."
Her bright eyes shone like cold stars, and she glanced coldly at the twelve people rushing over.
The twelve people were divided into two groups, one group of six, holding long swords that turned into twelve white rainbows and came straight at them at extremely fast speeds.
They were wearing green attire that blended seamlessly with the surrounding trees. The attire was clinging to their bodies. Their long swords became brighter and brighter as they approached, and their speed became faster and faster as they approached.
Zhou Yu said: "They are the most powerful when they charge up one strike. They often kill with one strike, so be careful to dodge!"
The other three people immediately understood what she meant, and they needed to relieve themselves rather than force themselves.
When twelve rays of white light approached the four people, the long sword was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at them. Their bodies were left with an afterimage, as if dozens of people were rushing forward.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
The clear ringing sound is endless, and it is as sudden as a heavy rain.
The four people retreated flutteringly, like catkins moving in the wind, floating more than ten meters away, and then stood still.
The faces of the twelve masters of the Thunder Gate were ashen.
They clearly had the upper hand, but they were not happy at all. Instead, they seemed to have suffered a big loss.
"Let's go!" one of the middle-aged men shouted in a deep voice.
They turned around and left.
"Humph!" Xu Qingluo let out a cold snort, and the sword light suddenly rose, covering the middle-aged man.
Chu Ling's sword light followed.
The sword lights of Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang blocked the remaining eleven people.
"Chi!" With a slight whistle, Xu Qingluo's sword suddenly accelerated and pierced the middle-aged man's heart.
Her sword ignored the middle-aged man's obstruction and stabbed into his heart easily, but it was because the middle-aged man misjudged Xu Qingluo's sword speed.
This is not because he made a mistake, but because Xu Qingluo's sword contains the power to create illusions.
At such a critical moment of life and death, a slight mistake can determine life or death.
After Xu Qingluo drew out her sword, she ignored the other eleven people who were as powerful as a mad tiger and stabbed one person in the chest again.
"Ding ding ding ding..."
In the sudden clear sound, Chu Ling, Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang blocked all the mad attacks, while Xu Qingluo ignored the defense and attacked blindly, stabbing three people to death in the blink of an eye.
"Go!" they roared, fighting and retreating.
"I'll stop them!"
"And I!"
The two middle-aged men gritted their teeth and roared: "You go first!"
Their faces suddenly became withered, as if they had aged thirty or forty years in an instant, but their aura continued to rise.
"retreat!"
The remaining seven people turned around and rushed out with roars. Behind them were only two middle-aged people who rushed towards Xu Qingluo and the others crazily.
Xu Qingluo and the four of them suddenly swayed.
Like a lotus flower in the water, it swayed lightly, avoiding the rushing attacks of the two middle-aged people, bypassing them, and chasing the seven people.
The seven people rushed towards the woods with all their strength, and they were about to rush in in the blink of an eye, but in a flash, Xu Qingluo and four others were already blocking the way.
After one strike, most of the power of the twelve masters of Yu Leimen had been released. As a great master, he recovered very quickly.
But it is impossible to completely recover in the blink of an eye, as he is already in a weak state.
The movement skills of Xu Qingluo and the others are extremely fast, which is rare in the world. How can the masters of Yulei Sect who are in a weak state be able to match them.
Once she got close, Xu Qingluo did not hesitate and continued to stab with her sword.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Chu Ling and the others defended themselves, while Xu Qingluo continued to draw her sword.
In the blink of an eye, three more masters were stabbed in the center and died, while the remaining four had already scattered and escaped into the woods.
The two middle-aged people who were about to break away had already turned out to be as haggard as old people. Their aura became stronger, like blazing torches, and their speed became faster and faster, catching up with Xu Qingluo and the others.
However, Xu Qingluo and the four of them retreated lightly. They did not forcefully resist or block the pursuit of the two of them, but only used the "Shi Zi Jue".
Fakong nodded with satisfaction.
They handled it calmly and meticulously. When faced with this situation for the first time, they were not confused at all, but moved forward and retreated freely.
Xu Qingluo's swordsmanship also became more and more exquisite.
She has already integrated part of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra into her swordsmanship.
If it were in the past, I would definitely oppose her doing this. The Emptiness of the Fetal Breath Sutra can be said to be the root of disaster.
Now I am no longer afraid of others knowing that I have practiced the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra. The secret of the destruction of Bailian Temple has not yet been solved, and I am trying to solve it through the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra.
"Ding! Ding!" Suddenly there were two clear sounds, and the two swords flew up.
The two old men with withered faces fell limply to the ground. Their swords flew out of their hands and were stabbed in the heart by Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu respectively.
They fell to the ground unwillingly, their eyes dimming.
"This mentality is really weird and overbearing." Zhou Yang looked at their miserable situation and said in shock: "Is it a trick to perish together?"
Zhou Yu said softly: "I charge a powerful blow. If I can't accomplish anything, I will have to flee thousands of miles. It's a pity..."
They happened to run into the four of them, and they were so talented that they couldn't escape. It could only be said that their fate was bad.
Zhou Yang said: "If our Qinggong hadn't been higher, I might have been in trouble."
The momentum of the twelve of them was too strong. If the four of them hadn't been stronger in physical skills and could release their strength in time, they would really have been unable to stop them.
One force can defeat ten groups, and the power they suddenly unleashed is too strong.
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