“Hum…”
With a low humming sound, the golden stripe went further, and the sense of suppression became even more powerful.
“Master Yi, fight quickly.” Bakong said.
The Nine Dragons Cauldron Heavenly Grand Formation was created to deal with the strongest of the Tong Shen realm, and for the True Dan realm, it could be said to be a crushing force. Even though the Nine Dragons Cauldron Heavenly Grand Formation was crippled today, it was still easy to deal with two True Dan realms.
Therefore, it was absolutely imperative to achieve their goal before the Great Formation completely suppressed the two of them.
As for the idea of escaping, the duo had none.
This action was both a move to get to the end of the road and a battle to break the cauldron. No one in this world has ever failed in a rebellion and still come to a good end.
Even if the two of them broke out with their strength, their friends and relatives, their disciples, would not end up well.
“Kill!”
Yi Qianshan directly used the secret method of fighting for life in the army, burning his qi and blood, urging his valley true qi to fight and kill.
The old monk, Baikong, was also slightly pale, so he was also going to fight.
Faced with their strong attack, Qing Yu did not shy away from the battle, absorbing wisps of earth essence, his qi rose again, and his power increased by another half a percent.
“Yin and Yang Pure Rigid Qi.”
Pure Yin and Fiery Yang Qi intertwined, Yin and Yang both rigid and flexible Qi, blasting at the two.
“A Thousand Mountains of Yi.”
The momentum of Yi Thousand Mountains was as high as a majestic mountain, and as his fist blasted, the shadow of a mountain range blasted against the pure virile Qi of Yin and Yang, and the pure virile Qi of Yin and Yang was actually blasted away.
“My heart and my will, to witness the Buddha.”
The Buddha’s light at the mouth of the Hundred Sky Zen Master’s heart formed a blurred form of Buddha, and the Heart-fulfilling Buddha Palm became more and more powerful.
Both were experts in the True Dan realm, perhaps not as good as the ten at the top of the True Dan realm, but to Qing Yu, they were formidable opponents that were hard to come by.
The air curled up the white hair and the clothes were blazing, but a smile appeared on the corner of Qing Yu’s mouth.
The only way to understand martial arts more thoroughly is to fight a strong opponent, and in times of trouble, one can force out one’s potential.
If Qing Yu were to follow his usual idea, he would have continued his seclusion and cultivated until he reached God. Although this kind of hard training is very slow for Qing Yu at his current level, it is better than safety.
Unfortunately, now that the dark currents have emerged, it is impossible to continue with the hard cultivation in seclusion.
Therefore, the only way to advance quickly is to combine combat and meditation.
Qing Yu leapt forward, and the white water flowing like three parts of the Qi of Returning Energy flowed on the blade of the Qiu Li sword in his hand, and he slashed it downwards.
When the sword blade touched the Buddha’s palm, it directly digested the Buddha’s light into nothing, creating a huge vertical gap.
With the ability to divide the three parts of Returning Qi, coupled with the a*similation of the light and dust, Qing Yu’s ability to dissipate Qi energy became more and more perfect.
His figure suddenly disappeared, and Qing Yu suddenly appeared in front of Zen Master Baikong.
He had been using the Xuan Yin Twelve Swords for some time. Although Qing Yu had resisted the complete fusion with the Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin and wanted to control the Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin in turn, he was unable to fully utilise the power of the Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin, but as a result, Qing Yu’s comprehension of the Sword Dao had risen.
The Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin were truly becoming part of Qing Yu’s possession, rather than a pendant-like appendage. As long as his strength kept rising, Qing Yu would one day be able to completely take the Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin into his own hands.
This sword, for example, had the power of the First Sword of Xuan Yin, the Only Way of Heaven and Earth.
The sword was sudden, but Zen Master Baikong did not panic, his body turned, his palms flowed, and he sent his mind first. As Xin Yi Temple focuses on the cultivation of the heart and mind, it can be said that it has a great understanding and advantage over this style.
The two palms that were filled with Qing Sheng Qi and the sword blade exchanged blows several times, and Bai Kong was able to defuse Qing Yu’s sword style one after another with his subtle palm technique.
“Thousand Mountain Break.”
Yi Qianshan came again with a surprise attack, a pair of iron fists moving sideways, Qi flying like broken stones, blasting at Qing Yu’s side.
At the same time, on Baikong’s side, the Buddha’s light was also released, the Buddha shape in his heart merged into his heart, his palms pushed flat, and his palm suddenly became overbearing.
“Boom…”
Like the sound of a bubble breaking open, the qi shield floating outside of Qing Yu’s body was instantly broken, and with both fists and palms, he drove straight in.
The Immortal Seal Technique – Test the technique with your body.
The Immortal Seal Technique – Strike a stone with an egg.
Qing Yu’s body was filled with the flow of yin and yang, and the Immortality Seal Technique powered by the Earth Buster Technique was even better than before.
“Boom…”
The sudden flash of the imaginary image of the mountain breaking apart, Qing Yu was actually fighting with one hand against two fists, the same overbearing qi blast like a mountain avalanche, stalemating with Yi Qianshan’s two fists.
On the other hand, in the face of Pak Kong’s two palms, Qing Yu’s door was wide open, still letting them strike his ribs.
It was a hit.
Both Pak Kong and Yi Qian Shan were overjoyed at the same time.
The demon daoist, which they thought was not worth mentioning, was extraordinarily difficult to deal with. With the two of them being suppressed, the other side had a method to increase their power by leaps and bounds.
But now, after all, they had struck.
“—”
It seemed to be silent, but both of them heard the sound of a sword in their ears, and a flash of moonlight suddenly appeared in the daylight.
It was Qing Yu, who seemed to be unharmed, and the long sword in his hand, with its natural daoist rhythm, slashed across Pak Kong’s body with a flash of moonlight.
Although he retreated wildly in time, the suddenness of the incident still left him with a deep, bone-chilling wound.
After the sword wounded Baikong, the three parts of Returning Qi from the Qiu Li sword condensed at the tip of the sword, forming a point.
Three parts of the world.
Using the sword to execute the Three Divine Fingers of the Three Divisions of the World, the sword divided into three shadows, and as it drifted, it vaguely aimed at the vital acupuncture points such as Hall of Indigo, Tanzhong and Qihai.
“Scuff scuff scuff–”
The sword tip clashed with Yi Qianshan’s body, emitting a loud sound of gold and iron. Faced with Qing Yu’s move, Yi Qianshan was unable to change his stance and dodge in time like the Hundred Sky Zen Master, so he used his fists to protect his neck and head, allowing the other two sword shadows to strike his body.
”As expected of a veteran of the sands, he is careful enough to wear soft armour even though he is practising hard kung fu.” Qing Yu sighed in his heart as he felt the metallic feeling of the sword tips touching.
Unlike the Hundred Empty Zen Master who had not cultivated the Golden Body of the Buddha, Yi Qianshan, as a veteran of the sands, had extremely deep and strong body protection.
But even so, under his broad outer robe, he still wore a soft armour, so he knew how to protect his life. Those who can survive in the sands are not good killers.
With a feeling in his heart, Qing Yu’s left fist, which had previously been at a standstill with Yi Qianshan’s two fists, showed no mercy and punched him in the chest with another booming sound.
“Buzz–”
Another dull buzzing sound, the golden pattern on the giant statue penetrated another step, Kung Fu suppression, thirty percent. Yi Qianshan and Baikong’s kung fu power was now only seventy percent.
