Master of Unlimited Luck

Su Jing and others immediately became more determined. It seemed that the enemy had come prepared this time, and Quanzhen Sect, I am afraid it is really... dangerous.

However, the Tiangang Beidou Formation is extremely powerful, and it can also cooperate with many disciples, plus the Seven True Sevens are really not philanthropists, who can threaten them?

unless……

Su Jing had a vague premonition in his mind, but he was also quite confused. The Golden Wheel Fa King was so powerful that he was definitely not inferior to any one of the five uniques, but he was also the only person in Mongolia who could compete with Guo Jing. He came to deal with it. Quan Zhen taught, who will deal with Guo Jing?

Use life pile?

That Meng Ge is not so short-sighted, right?

In fact...

At this time Quanzhen Sect had indeed fallen into an unprecedented crisis.

Nearly a hundred elite disciples each held their swords and formed an array of seven, standing in the position of the Big Dipper, and then spreading out, there were fourteen...and further out, twenty-one...

Nearly a hundred disciples, headed by six white-haired Taoists, surrounded the few who broke into the mountain.

The leader of the Taoists is an old Taoist with a kind-faced face, but at this time, his usual kind face is also full of coldness and sternness, and he shouted: "The King Golden Wheel, it's all really heavy. You almost died here 16 years ago. , Today, do you dare to come presumptuous?"

Surrounded by more than a hundred Taoists as if facing an enemy, there were only four people.

It's just that any one of these four people can be called a great master, and they are strong enough to challenge any one of Quanzhen Sect... It's no wonder that Ma Yu is so close to an enemy!

"Hahahaha... Mr. Ma, you are a bit fake, right?"

King Jinlunfa laughed, "Sixteen years ago, Lao Na did inadvertently lost to Yang Guo's hands. However, for more than ten years, Lao Na has been painstakingly lonely, trying his best to practice my tantric magic, dragon-like Prajna Kung, and so far. On the twelfth floor, I wanted to find him a long time ago to repay the shame of the past years, but I didn’t think I had to go to Quanzhen Sect first, but fortunately, I heard that the kid also had a relationship with your Quanzhen Sect. Old Na would die. You Quanzheng Sect, in the future in the Central Plains Wulin, there will surely be a terrible storm. At that time, it is impossible to say that the guy will send it to the door himself, but it saves the tiredness of Lao Na's search!"

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed of talking! I really teach you how to kill and kill? Believe it or not, first lick your big tooth?"

The other white-haired Taoist beside Ma Yu is quite impulsive, isn't it Qiu Chuji?

He was originally a temperament with fierce nature. How did he restrain himself and shouted: "Brother, what are you polite with these Mongolian Tartars? Today, I dare to come to my Quanzhen to teach presumptuousness and take their lives for ten. Shame six years ago!"

"Oh... what the younger brother said! It's just that the golden wheel of Falun Gong is so powerful that it is beyond the power of one person to contend. At this time, it is a matter of the world's righteousness, but it is not a time when the world is righteous. This dog, go to a strong enemy for me!"

"Hahahaha...you people have long been accustomed to the formation, when did you talk about the morals of the world?"

King Jinlun laughed, and even with Xiaoxiangzi, Nimoxing and Yin Kexi all laughed proudly, no matter how many disciples, no matter how lethal, and the single strength gap is too big, what is the point?

The formations of these Taoists are superior to those ordinary soldiers, but they and others come and go freely, and the initiative is in the hands of themselves and others... Could it be said that they can still trap themselves and others?

"Hahahaha, the French king doesn't need to rush to make a move. I will help you with Xiaoxiangzi after this."

Xiaoxiangzi laughed, that zombie face was like a ghost, and his eyes were full of calculations. Quanzhen Sect has always been a confidant of profuse sweat. If he kills all the seven sons of the whole truth today, wouldn't it be the first effort?

Facing those weird people, King Jinlun dare not contend. He must have already lost his identity in the eyes of Da Khan. If he showed his head and feet, he would just replace him.

Holding a crying stick in his hand, he jumped into the Tiangang Beidou formation first...

He thought about it.

Yin Kexi and others naturally thought about it, and shouted: "Xiaoxiangzi, you don't want to take the lead."

"Yes, the head of the Seven Realms is mine."

Not to be outdone, even Nemo, whose legs were mutilated, drank loudly.

The three of them all joined the battle...

"Damn it, is it true that my seven true sons are muddy?"

Qiu Chuji was furious. Seeing that these people regarded himself and the others as chickens and dogs, no matter how to bear it, he shouted: "Get up quickly, Pang Dao is the leader..."

With that said, he made a mistake, and he was already in the key position of Tiangang Beidou.

The formation of dozens of people immediately revolved, and in an instant, before the eyes of the three masters, there were densely packed figures...

But the first person, it was Qiu Chuji, who yelled and stabbed his sword straight.

The sword is like a rainbow...

Yu Xiaoxiangzi's crying stick hit one place.

There was a loud bang.

Qiu Chuji couldn't help but bleed at once, and his heart was even more shocked. Xin said that he has been practicing hard all these years. How can the four people attacked here choose one person at random, and the internal strength is not under him?Even... as if faintly above yourself?

"Hahahaha, all seven sons, but if so, die!"

Xiaoxiangzi laughed proudly, seeing that even Qiu Chuji, the strongest of the Seven True Sevens, was nothing more than this, and he was even more proud now, crying and shooting straight towards Qiu Chuji's chest ~ stabbing forward!

Qiu Chuji gritted his teeth, knowing that this Xiaoxiangzi's martial arts seems far from the strongest among the four, and there is also a more advanced Jinlun Fa King who has not taken any action. Quanzhen Sect is really dead, and he can't. Concerned about face, insisted on fighting with others...

At the moment, he missed a hit and retreated quickly.

He had just been standing, and at the same time six long swords were handed up, which was blocking the mourning stick.

There was a bang.

If he was defeated, Xiaoxiangzi's arms numb, and his complexion suddenly changed slightly. He only felt that the strength of infuriating energy from these six swords was even above Qiu Chuji.

And one sword came out, as if there was no need to breathe back, another sword came again... continuously.

At the moment, the mourning sticks are waved in an airtight manner, and the sound of babbling weapons can be heard endlessly.

Just take a sword, but take a step back unconsciously...

They were densely packed with seven or forty-nine swords connected, their wrists were almost sunk to the point that they could not be lifted, and they almost withdrew from the Hall of Quanzhen.

"Hahahaha... It seems that you can't do it anymore, then quickly get out of the way, don't get in the way, I'll take the head of the Quanzhen Seven Sons."

Nimo Xing rushed forward with a big laugh, and was rushing towards Ma Yu who was in the middle.

Although both legs are disabled, the speed is not slow...

And Yin Kexi is not willing to be left behind.

"Oh... the Immeasurable Heavenly Lord."

Ma Yu sighed and said, "Get up!"

The disciples around him immediately moved, and he even got up for a while, even more vigorously than Qiu Chuji.

At this time, in the dark.

Qu Wuyi's expression remained unchanged, but his pupils were full of admiration.