"You, you are actually a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect...!"
The two elders Wu and Gan looked at each other and then looked at Xue Luosha Gu Zijin in front of them again, both showing expressions of disbelief.
The reputation of the Xiaoyao Sect in the world is not very good, and they are even treated as outliers in the righteous world, but this does not prevent them from standing at the top of the world.
Although the Xiaoyao Sect is also from the Taoist lineage, it has absolutely no connection with Wudang, and is even often in opposition to it. They never follow the orders of the Taoist leader, and most of the time they form their own sect.
Taking a closer look, Xiaoyao Sect has produced countless talented people, such as the master of metaphysics Bei Mingzi, the master of mechanism Yanshi, and others. If you really want to say it, these knowledge and skills are actually their special skills.
Martial arts is second to none in Xiaoyao Sect.
But this is the prestige of the Xiaoyao Sect that has long since disappeared in the long river of history. People like the two elders Wu and Gan, at most, only have some understanding of the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect. No matter how much they learn, they will probably be blind.
In any case, Gu Zijin's Xiaoyao Sect martial arts really shocked them. At this time, the situation on the battlefield was also one-sided. The Beggar Clan, which was originally outnumbered, was suppressed by dozens of Xuehua Palace disciples.
Gu Zijin was born in the Xiaoyao sect. Whether it was the first eight moves of Cangyan Jiuxiao or the Frost Snow Tianxin Jue, they were all martial arts that she later differentiated based on the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect. The same is true for this formation.
The formation formed by these Xuehua Palace disciples is called the Thousand Eclipses and Ten Thousand Luo Formation, which Gu Zijin deduced based on the formations recorded in ancient books secretly stored in the Xiaoyao Sect.
As Gu Zijin, who was able to catch Bei Mingzi's eye and was designated as the next leader at a young age, she had her own strengths. Martial arts was not her strong point, but formations were.
The most unique thing about this formation is that its power itself is mediocre, but it becomes stronger when it encounters strength. It is a formation that exists entirely to deal with formations. After the entire formation is unfolded, it relies on the formations of others.
When activated, like a tarsal maggot, it keeps eating away until the opponent is completely destroyed.
It is said that the prototype of the Thousand Eclipses and Ten Thousand Luo Formation was originally the Seven-Star Burial Sword Formation of the Xiaoyao Sect. It was researched by an ancestor of the Xiaoyao Sect and was specially used to target Wudang's Zhenwu Seven-Intercept Formation. Its core is also to fight with the formation, relying on the opponent's
The formations are mutually reinforcing each other.
However, after Gu Zijin's rewriting of the formation, it lost a bit of its upright and majestic atmosphere, and the Taoism of the rising sun and the setting of the moon naturally turned into an unending ruthlessness.
Although in terms of power, the Thousand Eclipses and Ten Thousand Luo Formation is obviously a higher level, once this formation is deployed, it will cause death or injury, which is harmful to the peace of the world. The disciples of the Beggar Clan who are now dead and injured are the best proof.
When the Beggar Clan attacked the Xuehua Palace, they spontaneously formed a dog-fighting formation to fight against the enemy. The reason was very simple. Based on the experience of the past few days, the individual martial arts of the Xuehua Palace disciples was higher than that of the Beggar Clan.
Forming a formation to fight the enemy can effectively reduce casualties.
But they never expected that the Xuehua Palace disciples would also use a formation this time, and it was such a weird formation.
I saw a group of Xuehua Palace disciples rushing into the Beggar Clan's dog-beating formation without fear. Just when the Beggar Clan disciples thought they were beating the dogs behind closed doors, their unorganized positions actually suppressed the dog-beating formation with ease.
It was not until this moment that everyone came back to their senses. They had led the wolf into the house!
The second reason was that the dog-fighting formation could not be deployed. To make matters worse, the disciples of Xuehua Palace were somehow able to make them mess up their formations. After a chaotic battle, some disciples were in complete chaos.
Northwest couldn't tell the difference, and watched helplessly as several Xuehua Palace disciples chopped melons and vegetables to death.
It is said that this Beggar Clan has a large number of people, but the strange thing is that when fighting, every Beggar Clan disciple seems to be dealing with several enemies at the same time, and the numerical advantage cannot be used at all.
If there were elders here at this time and they made a prompt decision to resolve the formation, they might still have a chance to survive. Unfortunately, both elders were knocked to the ground. Hundreds of Beggar Clan members were completely defeated by dozens of people from Xuehua Palace.
The two elders were astonished, but Gu Zijin was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He took up a burst of hot Qi in his palms, and the sudden red flames flew down and went straight towards the two elders.
Both of them had a deathly look on their faces, and they watched helplessly as the hot Qi fell away. At this critical juncture, a burst of dragon roar sounded, and the roaring golden dragon dispersed the red flames. Gu Zijin's eyes moved, coldly.
Lie's eyes met that of Yan Fengyun.
"Zi...Palace Master, please show mercy."
Yan Fengyun finally stopped Gu Zijin before the two elders were killed. Their eyes met with a look of struggle on his face.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Gu Zijin's mouth: "Yan Fengyun, you are the righteous and I am the devil. You should have thought that such a day would come."
As she said that, she immediately flew into the air, her palms like knives, and slashed a stream of red flames in the air. Yan Fengyun's eyes flashed with pain. He gritted his teeth, flipped his palms upward and blasted out, and the golden dragon soared into the sky with the force of thunder.
They stood up and collided fiercely with the red flames, causing the two people on the ground to fly several feet away with the air wave.
Gu Zijin missed one move and then used another. She fell from the air and met Yan Fengyun's fists and palms. Sometimes the wind in the palms was as hot as fire, sometimes as cold as winter. The two exchanged dozens of moves in a row. Yan Fengyun finally
Seize the opportunity and grab both of the opponent's hands.
After finally restraining the other party, Yan Fengyun was about to speak, but he felt the zhenqi in Gu Zijin's body flowing crazily, and the zhenqi in his body was also guided through.
Yan Fengyun's expression changed and he breathed a sigh of relief. Gu Zijin used the other party's true energy to shake his palms and swept his body backwards. At the same time, the true energy condensed in his right palm began to exude an ominous aura.
Yan Fengyun's eyes widened, as if he felt something. He strode forward with a force like a tiger, his energy entered his Dantian, and he made moves with both palms, and the waves of palm wind were like a torrent.
Gu Zijin's body settled down, his cold eyes swept away, and the wind in his palm was like a knife. In just a moment, a bloody light shot into the sky. In the splash of cold light, the bloody knife light let out a sharp roar.
"Yan Fengyun, this sword will put an end to us! Cangyan Jiuxiao!"
Gu Zijin gave a cold scolding, and the bloody knife burst out with its bloodthirsty fangs. It was as if a devil from hell opened its cold and miserable eyes. Amidst the cries of thousands of ghosts, the blood light fell violently along with the violent sword.
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Yan Fengyun's true energy circulated around the sky. He shouted loudly and raised his palms. The sorrow in his eyes finally turned into determination. The surging true energy surged out from his Dantian, penetrated the meridians throughout his body and finally merged into his palms.
The bloody knife was already in front of him. Yan Fengyun no longer hesitated. He turned half of his body and took a step back. He pushed forward with both palms of his backhand: "A strong dragon has regrets!"
The furious golden dragon roared loudly and collided with the bloody sword. The golden dragon wrapped around the bloody sword and strangled it. At the same time, it was cut into several pieces.
The golden dragon and the blood knife dissipated together, but the aftermath of their collision sent a violent wave of air around them. Both Gu Zijin and Yan Fengyun turned pale and stepped back.
Gu Zijin took five or six steps back and finally stabilized her figure. She pressed her hands on her chest to hold back the rising blood.
On the other side, Yan Fengyun also took five or six steps back, but fell into a warm embrace. He was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said in surprise: "Linglong? How did you..."
"Brother Yan, are you okay?" Linglong looked at Yan Fengyun nervously.
Gu Zijin's eyes turned back and forth between Linglong and Yan Fengyun. Suddenly, a long-standing memory seemed to appear in her mind. At that moment, she seemed to see her own shadow in Linglong's body.