This person is the best person in the Ghost-faced Brother Association. After decades of study and hard work, he has also been able to teach a secret book of his seniors. Ten years of Frost Blade has sharpened a sword for Zeng Xue. It is not used to give Li Zhaoxu a sword to test the sword to show his power. As soon as this fell, there were thirteen signs on his hands, with different colors, blue, yellow, red, white, subtle and fragrant, each with its own wonderful methods. He took out a red sign and waved it down hard. An air ball visible to the naked eye immediately rose out of thin air, and then the ripples spread quickly, all the way outside the house.

I, Xu Danding and Li Tengfei, who were tied to the bed, were stunned. Even though Xu Danding and I were taught by Maoshan, we had seen many brilliant and mysterious Taoist techniques, but we had specialized in art and could not help but be surprised when we saw it, let alone Li Tengfei, whose eyes were wide open, and we didn't know what we were thinking about.

The people from the Ghost-Faced Brother Association stayed here, a thin bamboo pole and a bald iron cow with a strong body. As for the others, they were not aware of the traces. However, just these two people had already stopped Li Zhaoxu, who seemed very powerful and seven swordsmen under his command, and grasped them. This was the wonder of the formation.

King Wen of Zhou deduced Fuxi's Eight Trigrams. Since then, the formations in the world have prospered, and they all have the power of the right time and place. They deduced the rule Qi field, defeating the strong with the weak and defeating the many with the few, so that countless heroes can bow their backs. This method is truly worthy of the general's technique.

The thin squid rod Li You changed the formation, and a flag fell from the sky, blocking the other side. With a slight trembling here, countless black and ink-like ghosts flew out from the cloth surface. Wuyang Wuyang flew and finally landed around the eight people, constantly rotating, and whenever there was a hole, they immediately flew into it, and then drilled into the human body fiercely.

The zombie formation spirit gave external pressure, and these tiny spirits with no substance and only gusts of gust of gusts of gusts from the inside, but they tried to break through from the inside. This strategy was more threatening than the previous frontal siege. Sure enough, as soon as this object came out, the people of Qingcheng Mountain who were still at ease just now immediately felt the strong pressure. After forcing the surrounding zombie formation spirits with one sword, Li Zhaoxu shouted: "Left three missing four, the mountain is closed!"

As soon as this was said, the sword formation, which originally had a lot of attack power, immediately changed direction, from the outside to the inside, and tightly guarded the inside. A blue light appeared in the sword formation, blocking all the fierce ghosts that were pounced outside the formation, so that they would not have any opportunity to take advantage of and integrate into the inside.

With such a defense, the danger was greatly reduced, but it had no lethality, which led to more and more terrifying formation spirits falling from the banner, and eventually surrounded these people without a gap.

The people in Qingcheng Mountain have a deep foundation, and even if they guard it, they are tightly matched. They are like the Great Wall, not giving their opponents any opportunity to take advantage of. After taking turns in such a long time, Li You, who was in charge of the formation, turned his head and shouted at the bald man: "If they keep dragging it on, Boss Zhu's plan will be ruined. Tie Niu, it's your turn to appear. How about it, is it okay?"

The bald man smiled grimly, and snatched the shadow of the cabinet next to him, and actually took out a two-meter-long mace. The shaft of this object was like a chicken egg, and the end was sharp like a spear. In front was a huge iron block cast by cast iron. There were countless sharp iron nails on it, like his boxing gloves, with poisonous soaking on it. This thing was heavy and light, which was not used by ordinary people. Among them, the masters could increase the potential energy of the rod several times through the transfer of gravity. Even if there was an elephant in front, it was knocked down with a rod.

However, this is a battle formation weapon, which is most suitable for charging and fighting, and is weaker than catching and fighting. Not to mention that this iron cow is not as good as Li Zhaoxu on Qingcheng Mountain, even if the seven swords are united together, I am afraid he will not win. However, just when I looked confused, I saw a strange triangle seal formed in the strong man's left hand, and then suddenly knocked on his naked forehead.

He was wearing boxing gloves, and even in the palm of his palm, there was an iron block bonus. After such a palm, blood immediately slid off his head. When the blood was covered with his cruel smile, his snow-white teeth squeezed out a few words: "I kill Zhong Kui, I am willing to enter the ghost path. Please let the fierce Lord enter me so that I can kill the enemy!"

As soon as I said this, I saw the red-eyed black shadow who had been monitoring us suddenly swaying, and then many low dwarfs who were only as tall as normal people jumped out of the walls and ceiling, as if nothing had happened. So the bald iron cow rushed away, one or two, nine or ten, squeezing, all jumped onto the strong man and hugged him tightly.

These things were desperately drilling into the flesh and blood. Even a man as strong as Tie Niu couldn't help but cry and moan, and his teeth clattered.

Countless dwarf-like ghosts rushed into their bodies, as if they were cut by a knife. Countless sword marks suddenly appeared, and the iron bull instantly turned into a bloody man. However, at this moment, he also turned into a puppet monster with blood and muscles intertwined. His body was almost half bigger, his body sank slightly downward, and his feet kicked, and he jumped towards the formation.

Li Zhaoxu and his subordinate Qizi were fighting among the crowded formation spirits, and suddenly heard a roar and looked through the gap. But they saw an ugly giant more than two meters tall pounced on the darkness, with twisted muscles and blood covering its surface, very fierce. Anyone who dared to stop it, whether it was the zombie formation spirit or anything else, would slapped it away, then rushed to the front with a fierce momentum, raised the mace high, and then smashed it down heavily.

boom!

Seeing this thing rushing towards him, Li Zhaoxu had only two choices, one was to avoid him, and the other was to take it hard. Although the former was difficult, it was okay. However, if he hid, the seven swords behind him would be in trouble. If he carried it hard, could he withstand it?

No one knew, but for the seven young people behind him with great prospects, Li Zhaoxu decided to bite the bullet and take it.

Then there was an explosion, and dust flew up everywhere, spreading everywhere, and the hustle and bustle.

When the dust dissipated, we saw Li Zhaoxu standing with a sword knocking down the center of the seven swords by a stick, and the seven swords gritted their teeth and pressed to the front. The iron bull, who had become ghosts, was extremely fierce. A huge and ferocious mace lifted the weight easily, sometimes left and right. When each stick was knocked down, three or four swords would inevitably catch it, otherwise it would not be able to withstand his charge at all.

In this way, Tie Niu pressed step by step, with a mace, which was about to crush the steady and solid sword formation to pieces. Li Zhaoxu and his men retreated step by step, their faces became more and more bitter. At this time, a stern word suddenly appeared in the darkness: "Li Zhaoxu, did you ever think that this would end today?"

At first glance, it sounds like the voice of Big Pig Brother, but I can understand the subtle differences here, knowing that this sound is either simulated by the vulgar man who is singing a gun, or the dog-headed military advisor. As for Big Pig Brother, who is so fat, I don’t know where it is hidden.

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Zhaoxu was not regretful at all and said sternly: "Han Yaxing is a man who has been in eastern Sichuan for decades. It's nothing, but he has refined all the newborn babies in a village into 9981 mother ghosts, but it's already a big taboo. If I don't kill him, it's not allowed to do so. If you kill someone, it's normal for you to seek your life. But if you do it again, I will have the same choice!"

The huge mace was wandering with Li Zhaoxu, but every time he could only barely pass by the tip of his nose, and did not hurt too much. Even if it was the strong wind, he could only hang up a little hair.

Even if he fell into such a situation, Li Zhaoxu still maintained the clearest rationality and steps, and would not let the other party have any opportunity to take advantage of.

The faint voice sounded again: "You won't cry until you see the coffin. You're still so stubborn. You really deserve to be the most stubborn guy from Laojun Pavilion. If that's the case, then use your life to pay tribute to the souls of the ghost generals under my command!"

After the man said that, Tie Niu shouted loudly, and his momentum suddenly increased a little more. He hit the sword formation again with a stick. At this moment, there were six swords that had just been pressed against them. However, at this moment, the two ghosts took advantage of the gap and directly penetrated into the heads of the two young swordsmen.

I was not penetrated by the ghost or something, but I could understand the pain that was piercing in it. It was like opening the skull cavity alive. But when the two of them got hit, they immediately screamed "ah" and covered their heads directly, rolling around.

Only then did Li Zhaoxu shout behind him: "Real person, if you don't come out again, we will all die!"

After this urging, a clear and clanging sound suddenly came out in the darkness, and a breeze suddenly blew out of the dull and misty earth. Then I saw a gray-robed Taoist stepping in from mid-air. He was holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the umbrella surface was rotating. There were eighteen squares on it, and each square had a freehand landscape painting.

This man stepped out of the sky, and the second flag immediately had countless black ghosts heading towards him. However, he just tightly retracted and supported the umbrella, and all the formation spirits immediately melted and disappeared.

He said nothing and pointed gently in a certain direction. A black mist immediately appeared there, and a breeze blew, revealing the inconspicuous dog-headed military advisor's face.

Seeing this person, the Taoist robe sighed softly and expressed his regret.

Sure enough, I recognized the wrong person.
Chapter completed!