Chapter 473 What Do You Want?
The mighty Eight Diagrams Great Sword Formation, which was regarded as unbreakable by the disciples of Qingcheng Temple, was instantly broken by Fang Bai's stomp and roar.
"Ancestor Banban! Infiltrate the true essence into the ground to attack, and turn the true essence into sound waves to attack... What kind of technique is this? It's simply terrifying! This Fang Bai is really becoming more and more difficult to see through!"
Wu De was also taken aback by Fang Bai's sudden and powerful kung fu. He looked at Fang Bai who had already received his kung fu in horror, and felt a little awe of him in his heart.
The only person on the scene who was not affected by Fang Bai's attack was Ghost Hand.
"Ghost hand, gather your mind, run your skills, and prepare to break through! I will protect you!"
As Fang Bai said, he stood beside the ghost hand, his eyes were like knives, and he swept across the surrounding disciples of Qingcheng Temple, as if one man was in charge of the gate, and no one could open it.
Some of the relatively strong disciples of Qingcheng Temple got up from the ground with a whimper, and looked at Fang Bai in horror.
At this moment, in their eyes, Fang Bai was like a god descending, exuding a powerful aura all over his body, bringing them endless coercion, oppressing them so hard to breathe, and making them lose the confidence and courage to attack again.
The sword array was broken, and the pressure on the ghost hand was gone.
He took a long breath, looked at Fang Bai gratefully, then took out two gold yuan stones, held them tightly in his hands, sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and practiced the exercises, and began to try to break through and advance.
Under Fang Bai's gaze and pressure, no one at the scene dared to disturb the ghost hand cultivation, and no one even dared to make a sound.
Wu De stood aside, staring wide-eyed at the ghost hand in training, his face full of disbelief.
Wu De found that when the ghost hand was practicing, the two gold yuan stones held by him lost their luster in just ten minutes and turned into a small gray stone.
Wu De knew that the primordial stone had changed color, which meant that the vitality contained in it had been completely absorbed.
Wu De once obtained a heaven-level exercise, which can also directly absorb the vitality contained in the primordial stone, so Wu De's strength has been advancing all the way, and in just twenty years, he has squeezed into the ground. Among the top masters, he has reached the realm that countless warriors dream of.
Of course, this is also related to Wu De's superhuman talent.
This guy has two kinds of innate spiritual roots, earth spirit root and gold spirit root, and belongs to the "supernatural holy body" physique that is higher than the "innate spirit body". Therefore, not only his strength has improved rapidly, but he has also become a unparalleled master of tomb robbers.
If it were an ordinary martial artist, even if he was lucky enough to obtain a Heaven Rank Kung Fu, he would not be able to practice it at all without the support of superhuman talent and a strong physique.
The reason why Wu De saw the color change on Ghost Hand's face was that he was surprised at how fast Ghost Hand was absorbing the vitality in the primordial stone when he was practicing, much faster than himself.
When Wu De was cultivating, he needed at least an hour to absorb the vitality contained in a piece of primordial stone, and after that he would need at least one day to refine the vitality from the primordial stone for his own use.
And the ghost hand in front of him, after absorbing the vitality of the two primordial stones, immediately took out several more one after another, so that he didn't start to concentrate on cultivation until he absorbed the vitality of the tenth primordial stone, trying to fight for advancement.
Such a fast speed of absorbing vitality requires not only the innate spirit body as a guarantee, but also higher-level exercises to assist, otherwise the meridians and blood vessels are likely to be burst by the sudden influx of a large amount of vitality.
Thinking of higher-level exercises, Wu De couldn't help looking at Fang Bai again.
As Fang Bai's apprentice, the skills practiced by Ghost Hand should come from Fang Bai's teaching.
The apprentice has already practiced the heaven-level exercises, so what about the master?
Isn't Fang Bai's kung fu practiced higher than the heavenly kung fu?
Could it be that Fang Bai really came from a small world that is more mysterious and advanced than the hidden door in the legend?
"My ancestors are stern! This Fang Bai is really incomprehensible! From now on, the Daoist will use him as a lord, so don't offend him!"
Wu De thought to himself.
"Brother Ang, please help me keep an eye on the mysterious warriors of Qingcheng Temple, don't let them slip away! As for the others... let them go!"
Fang Bai said suddenly.
Wu Dezheng was worrying about how to curry favor with Fang Bai, he was shocked when he heard the words, he slapped his chest hard, and said loudly: "No problem, leave it to me!"
He looked around at the audience disciples in Qingcheng, and sneered murderously: "There are quite a few black-level warriors in Qingcheng Temple, and there are more than twenty! Stand honestly, whoever dares to slip out of Daoist's eyes, don't blame Daoist for being rude!"
When he was speaking, a Qingcheng Guanxuan level martial artist took advantage of his back to him, used his body skills, and rushed towards an exit in the distance without making a sound.
"court death!"
Wu De watched all directions with his eyes, listened to all directions, and heard the sound of clothes ripping through the air. He knew that someone wanted to escape, and his murderous aura suddenly rose. He picked up a long sword on the ground with his toes, grabbed it in his hand, and threw it casually.
Whoosh—
Wu De's long sword infused with true energy pierced through the air, and instantly caught up with the disciple of Qingcheng Temple who was trying to escape, and the long sword passed through his left calf.
The disciple of the Qingcheng Temple was injured suddenly, his body that was flying at high speed froze for a moment, stumbled and almost fell down.
Wu De moved his body, walked behind the disciple of Qingcheng Temple, reached out and grabbed his collar, dragged him back to the scene, slapped him unconscious, and said cursingly: "My ancestors are strict! Master Dao, I'll slap you unconscious, let's see if you still run away!"
Seeing that the fellow sect who possesses the strength of Xuan level martial artist has no power to fight back in Wu De's hands, the other disciples of Qingcheng Guan were terrified, and no one dared to slip away again.
At this moment, Daoist Qingxuan's face was ashen, and his heart was full of despair.
He never expected that the three young men in front of him would be so powerful, especially the young man in urban casual clothes who looked harmless to humans and animals. Powerful gossip sword array.
The Eight-Feng Great Sword Formation is the grand formation of the Qingcheng Temple. For thousands of years, whenever the Qingcheng Temple faced life and death crises, it relied on this sword formation to survive the catastrophe. Unexpectedly, this sword formation that has been famous for thousands of years is actually taken by a The unknown young man was easily destroyed, and many formation disciples were injured as a result.
Daoist Qingxuan knew in his heart that there were currently two hundred disciples in Qingcheng Guan, including more than twenty Xuan-level warriors, but there was no chance of turning around.
The three opponents were all outstanding in strength, and the young man in urban casual clothes was so strong that he couldn't resist the idea of resistance.
"You... what exactly do you want?"
Daoist Qingxuan suppressed the trace of fear rising in Fang Bai's heart, and asked bitterly.
He understood that if the other three had murderous intentions, then among the 200 Qingcheng Temple disciples present today, none of them would be spared.
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