When the dust slowly dissipated, a god-like back stood in the dust!

Long Qingqiu held the Fantian Seal in his hand, and his eyes were full of mockery when he looked at us. The Zhu Xian Sword was split into pieces, and golden fragments were everywhere on the ground.

I was shocked: "How did he do it? The Fantian Seal is just an attack-type evil object. Why can it block the fatal blow of the Zhuxian Sword!"

The man in T-shirt sighed and said, "Long Qingqiu's cultivation has reached the peak of the human world. He can fully exert the power of the Yin object, the Fantian Seal, and naturally move with his heart, and can attack or defend!"

Zhang Yaowu gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, the Zhuxian Sword Formation is the first killing formation in ancient and modern times, and it was just the first move just now!"

Then the fragments on the ground suddenly moved, turning into Zhuxian Swords of various sizes, and thorning towards Long Qingqiu. Long Qingqiu jumped up like a ghost to avoid most of the attacks, and the remaining small part was also steadily blocked by the Fantian Seal.

The Red Lord shouted: "Don't give him a chance to breathe, brothers come side by side!"

The other three helmsman immediately trembled and vomited blood at the same time. More Zhu Xian Swords attacked Long Qingqiu from different directions with a strong bloody aura.

Long Qingqiu threw the Fantian Seal into the air, blocking half of the sky, and there was a sound of ping-pong in his ears, and all the swords made of yin energy were knocked down.

"Okay, it's my turn!"

Long Qingqiu suddenly let out a shocking shout, and the Fantian Seal fell down and hit the head of a helm leader straight.

The four rudders were now concentrating on injecting yin energy into the formation, and they didn't expect that he would suddenly launch an attack. The rudder was smashed to his brain and fell to the ground to twitch for a few times, then died.

Zhang Yaowu was shocked and quickly grabbed the apricot and yellow flag from the red lord leader, silently chanted a spell in his mouth, and a golden light quickly spread out from his body, covering everyone.

Seeing the powerful defense of the Xinghuang Banner, I couldn't help but be amazed.

It turns out that the same Yin object is in the hands of people of different cultivation levels, and the strength exerted is also very different!

As a substitute, the Red Lord quickly dragged the dead Lord aside, sat down cross-legged, and began to stabilize the scattered formation again. The Yin Qi Sword attacked Long Qingqi even more quickly, and transformed from four to countless.

"Long Qingqiu, dare to kill my brother. Today, you either die or I die!" The Red Lord Lord shouted in grief.

"Humiliating ant."

Long Qingqiu sneered, and suddenly all the small yin energy swords that were emitted were hovering in the air. The tips of several swords were only a few centimeters away from him, but he just couldn't move forward any further.

"What's going on?" I asked curiously.

"Long Qingqiu is using his spiritual power to forcefully fight against the formation." The man in T-shirt said in a cold sweat: "He does not use the Fantian Seal, but is deliberately showing his strength!"

I have never seen such a thing before. Is Long Qingqiu really that strong? This has completely surpassed my cognition.

"Break it for me!"

Long Qingqiu shouted fiercely, and the formation collapsed instantly. The four helmsman fell out in different directions. The backlash of the sword formation made each of them bleeding in seven orifices.

I couldn't help but go forward to help, and the man in T-shirt quickly grabbed me and shook his head slightly.

The red rudder master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said, "It's not over yet, all rudders, quickly use their own yin objects!"

The four rudders took out four evil objects: Soul-detaining nails, Immortal ropes, Vajra umbrellas, and Dinghai Qin.

I have just read these evil things in my grandfather’s notes, and they are all famous existences in the circle! This is the first time I have a feast for my eyes. It seems that the Zhang family in Jiangbei still has two tricks.

As soon as Dinghai Qin was playing, a suicide-killing sound came from Sixiang Mountain. Even I had to recite the "Tao Te Ching" silently to stabilize my mind. Under the influence of the magic sound, Long Qingqiu's figure shook slightly, and Fan Tianyin's movements were also a little slower.

Another helm leader then scattered the soul-detaining nail, Long Qingqiu shouted loudly and knocked down dozens of nails with his sleeve.

But when the nails fell to the ground, Long Qingqiu suddenly couldn't move, as if he had been petrified.

After a closer look, it turned out that the Soul-Kuan Nail was nailed to Long Qingqiu's shadow, fixing his head and limbs respectively. It seemed that the Soul-Kuan Nail was a kind of bondage evil object. As long as the shadow of the living object was nailed, the living object could not move.

Zhang Yaowu explained: "The three evil things like soul-detaining nails, immortal-bound ropes, and Dinghaiqin are all tailor-made for Long Qingqiu. The helmsman know that fighting hard is definitely not an opponent, so he studied these evil things day and night just for today's battle!"

"A little trick for carving insects!" Long Qingqiu instantly broke through the restraint of the soul-retaining nail under the horrified eyes of everyone and took another step forward.

"These two things can't trap him. Look at my fairy-bound rope!"

The red rudder leader shouted, and a golden rope flew out of his hand, immediately wrapped Long Qingqiu's body tightly like a giant python.

"Success!" The Red Hondao shouted excitedly: "Class Chief, please let others fall to the ground!"

Zhang Yaowu drew out the black sword at the first time. His body movement was like a dragon. He rose into the air and stabbed Long Qingqiu in the throat with a sword. The power of this sword was even more powerful than that of a man in T-shirt.

However, Long Qingqiu snorted softly, the immortal binding rope was broken, and the strings of Dinghaiqin were also broken. The three rudders were sucked back by the evil object, and they were so fierce that they raised their necks and spit out a large blood arrow.

Long Qingqiu suddenly waved his hand and the Fantian Seal flew towards Zhang Yaowu's head. Zhang Yaowu was shocked. It turned out that Long Qingqiu was deliberately attacked just to attract him to take action!

Zhang Yaowu wanted to avoid the Fantian Seal, but the Fantian Seal was always hanging above his head, as if locking him.

Once the Fantian Seal fell, even the gods could not escape death! A layer of cold sweat ejaculated on Zhang Yaowu's head, so he simply threw away the black sword, reached out and sucked the apricot yellow flag into his hand, blocked it above his head, and took a completely defensive attitude.

"Captain, I'll help you!"

The white-clothed rudder shouted loudly, opened the Vajra umbrella and threw it up. The umbrella spun dripped and covered Zhang Yaowu's head.

At this time, the Fantian Seal fell, the Vajra Umbrella was instantly broken, and the protective cover of the apricot yellow flag also began to appear. Zhang Yaowu's face looked extremely ugly, and beads of sweat were oozing out of his head!

The Fantian Seal slowly deformed the protective cover of the apricot yellow flag, falling inch by inch, and everyone present held their breath!

I clenched my fists hard, but I knew I would never be able to help. Zhang Yaowu is now dealing with Fantian Yin and must not disturb him.

Seeing that the Vajra umbrella was broken, the white rudder leader suddenly dipped some blood he had spitted out with both hands, tore open his top and quickly draw talismans on his chest.

This is to inject your soul into the Yin object and forcibly increase the power of the Vajra Umbrella.

The white lord leader wants to protect his patriarch with his life!

The broken Vajra umbrella stood up again, blocking between the apricot yellow flag and the Fantian Seal, but Long Qingqiu looked disdainful.

His fingers moved slightly, and the Fantian Seal suddenly sank violently, shattering the Vajra Umbrella and the soul of the white rudder master.

The Red Lord's Lord cried in grief and anger: "Old Bai!"

Then, the Fantian Seal went down like a bamboo shoot, and fell to Zhang Yaowu's head a few centimeters before stopping. Zhang Yaowu vomited a mouthful of blood and opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes turned pale.

He quickly recited the Zhang family's forbidden mantra in his mouth, and supported the Fantian Seal bit by bit with his own strength.

I looked up at the sky and saw the rolling black clouds rotating constantly with the Fantian Seal as the center.

What level of battle is this that trembles the hearts of everyone present.

"The person surnamed Zhang is indeed not a coward, and he can actually take my move." Long Qingqiu praised, and the understatement was like a master praising a smart apprentice.
Chapter completed!