Dust falls, the Milky Way droops.≤

The stars are like rain, the dense ones are like waterfalls, the strength is like thunder, and the speed is like lightning. Who can stop them in the world?

The silver lightning flashed and hit Quanzhen's seven sons like a heavy rain. The layers of sword lights densely covered with the void were instantly sieve by countless silver sand.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and other seven sons were reluctant to wait for death. The company commander whistled and echoed, and the sword in his palm was waving like light, and he rose up to resist!

With the fusion of formations, the seven long swords seemed to turn into thousands of sharp swords, with many sword shadows, and arranged a seamless defense network.

Suddenly, countless silver sand collided with the sword shadow, but Mars were splashing everywhere, lingering around the Qi Zi of Quanzhen, and the fire trees and silver flowers formed a strange and magnificent vision!

The "Dangdang" hit the gold and iron continuously. Quanzhen's seven-son long sword swung, one silver sand after another on the long sword. The swords in their hands had already appeared one by one, and the whole person was even more shocked and blood was churned, so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

puff!

Sun Buer, who had the weakest ability, could no longer bear it. He vomited blood and couldn't control the sword in his hand, and was shocked to the point of being blown away.

Then it triggered a chain reaction. Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and other six others also turned pale and their energy was not smooth. They broke free from their palms one by one and flew out slanted.

Wang Dong said: "Is it so satisfying to play?"

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and seven others all looked gray and depressed, looking like they were lost and their hearts were as if they were dead!

As for Yin Zhiping, he staggered, stepped back and fell to the ground.

"If you think it's not enough, you might as well pick up the sword and start again... The sword formation has not yet reached its fullest just now. I promise not to interrupt this time..."

Just play?

It seemed that in the other party's eyes, the Quanzhen Sect Town Cult formation was just a trick for children and was not worth laughing at. This light-hearted attitude made Ma Yu and others angry and shamed, their chests fluctuated sharply, and their fists clenched and loosened, and they loosened and clenched.

They really want to pick up the sword and fight again. Even if they die on the spot, they will never be humiliated.

But reason tells them that it is absolutely not advisable to die for nothing.

Their lives are not only about individuals, but also about the fate of the religion.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen are pillar figures of the Quanzhen Sect. To be honest, the Quanzhen Sect with the Seven Sons of Quanzhen is a sect. Without the Seven Sons of Quanzhen Sponsorship, the Quanzhen Sect is a mess!

Even if there are more than a thousand disciples of the Quanzhen Sect and believers, they will count on ten thousand. Once they lose the seven sons of Quanzhen, they will be suppressed immediately by other sects. It won’t take long to go, and the largest sect in the Central Plains may fall into a state of disintegration.

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others looked at Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong hid behind Guo Jing's back and shook his head repeatedly: "What do you think I'm doing? Yes! Yes! Don't want me to stand up for you, right? State it first, I can't beat him!"

Zhou Botong shook his hand with disgust: "You seven are you, why don't you get out of here? Get out of here, leaving my senior brother's face is thrown away!"

Although the old naughty boy spoke without any tone, he was actually thinking about Quanzhen Qizi.

The seven sons of Quanzhen looked at each other and remained silent for a moment. Ma Yu took a deep breath and said, "You are a master of martial arts. We are no match for you. If you meet in the mountains and rivers, say goodbye!"

Ma Yu didn't say anything harsh. One was due to his personality, and the other was that through Wang Dong's two moves, he already knew that this was meaningless. His opponent's martial arts were beyond imagination. Even if they practiced for another hundred years, they were afraid that it would be far from it!

Wang Dong said suddenly: "Come whenever you want, leave when you want, have you asked me if you have?"

When Quanzhen's seven sons heard this, they all looked stiff.

"I asked, of course I asked!" Zhou Botong said first, and waved to Quanzhen Qizi like driving a fly: "What are you doing here like a wooden stake? Bill!"

While talking, he winked at Wang Dong and begged for mercy.

"Well!" Wang Dong didn't want to kill all the seven sons of Quanzhen, but just wanted to teach them a profound lesson.

"Old naughty boy, don't forget what you promised."

Knowing that Wang Dong was talking about the 'Quanzhen Dao Song', Zhou Botong said in a muffled voice: "I can't forget it! I can't forget it!"

The seven sons of Quanzhen left soon.

When I came, I was full of energy and recited poems, but when I left, I looked depressed and humiliated.

When all the seven sons of Quanzhen left, Guo Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Ma Yu had the kindness of teaching him, and he was half a master.

"My horse is in the forest not far from Niujia Village. Let's go over now!"

Guo Jing said that, and rushed to Niujia Village.

Hong Qigong and Huang Rong also developed their body skills and followed closely behind.

They deliberately drove Zhou Botong and Wang behind him, but they knew that Zhou Botong would recite the "Quanzhen Dao Song" next, so they deliberately avoided it.

Zhou Botong thought of the Heart Rule with a dejected heart, but he didn't have so many colorful intestines that he would not have buried mines in the Heart Rule and maliciously tampered with some key parts.

Of course, even if Zhou Botong tampers with it, he could not hide it from Wang Dong.

When martial arts reached the realm of Wang Dong, it was very insightful. The internal strength of the level of "Quanzhen Dao Song" was already very insightful. There was a fallacy at a glance.

"The Great Dao first practices the nine orifices. The nine orifices are originally at the tailbone point. First, they rush from the soles of Yongquan, and the Yongquan gradually reaches the knee... and slowly reaches the tailbone, the Niwan top is circling rapidly, Jinsuoguan passes through the magpie bridge, and the twelve peaks of the tower are descending to the palace..."

As Zhou Botong recited, Wang Dong's eyebrows gradually condensed. It was not that the "Quanzhen Dao Song" was unexpectedly difficult, but that he remembered a martial art that he had abandoned for a long time.

This martial art can almost be said to be the first relatively high-level internal skill he practiced.

——Zixia magical power!

Huashan Nine Prospers, Zixia is the best!

Hao Datong, among the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, is likely to be the founder of the Huashan Sect and the creator of the "Zixia Divine Art".

From the current perspective, Zixia's magical skills are actually not known as "Divine Power". The essence method is also a bit crude, and the description of the way of refining Qi is only a brief glimpse of the way.

I think so, Hao Datong's martial arts skills are mediocre. Even if he makes progress in the future, he will never be able to surpass the five great masters. How many mysterious principles can he explain?

While listening to the song of Quanzhen’s Dao, Wang Dong confirmed and deduced each other with Zixia’s magical skills, and understood the shallowness in it, and made up for the omissions inside.

He is spiritually clear and his wisdom is coming like a tide. Zhou Botong has just finished reading the "Quanzhen Dao Song" all. In his heart, a new "Zixia Divine Art" has also been released!

"The Zixia magic skill I re-deduced is far better than the past. After I practice it, the purple qi comes from the east and is tempered for thousands of times... I might as well change it to the 'Purple Qi Hundred Refining Art'..."

Wang Dong thought to himself, but smiled and said, "Old naughty boy, you teach me the song of Quanzhen Dao. I will not take advantage of you. I will repay you with my kindness and reward you with a piece of mind. Listen to you." As he said that, he recited the Purple Qi Hundred Refining Art! (To be continued.)

ps: Thanks to Zhong Licheng for the reward of 10,000 coins, Yumeng Sword, and Huntian Baojian!
Chapter completed!