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    The three of Fakong stood on the boulder, watching the sword formations in action. This was just the running-in of each small sword formation, and the power had already made them nod their heads.

    "I didn't expect this sword formation to be so powerful." Monk Yuande said with emotion.

    He and Fakong studied the sword array for a while before arriving.

    This sword formation can be said to be the result of the wisdom of three people, with Fakong as the leader, the eldest prince Hu Houqing and monk Yuande as assistants.

    Although it has been studied, but after the real practice, the power has reached such a level that Monk Yuande is still amazed.

    Because this sword formation looks very simple, what is needed is tacit understanding, and these top masters have a perfect tacit understanding, which can be described as amazing.

    Fakong smiled: "How about the three of us being their opponents?"

    "Very good." Hu Houqing said.

    He saw that he was ready to move, and wanted to try the power of this sword formation for himself.

    Fakong stretched out his hand: "My lord, master, please¡ª¡ª!"

    Monk Yuande's eyes were like lightning, and the big yellow monk robe on his body was bulging, as if he was constantly inflating it.

    He scanned everyone like a flashlight.

    As far as the eye can see, the top masters of Dayong Dagan Dayun have been disrupted.

    Six people form a team. Among the six, some three Da Yong masters form a team with three Da Yun masters, sometimes three Da Yong masters form a team with two Da Yun masters and one Dagan master, and some have three Da Yong masters.  A master and a big cloud form a team of two great masters.

    In short, there is no rule at all, and it seems extremely chaotic, but after forming a team, they have a tacit understanding, as if they are the right person in the dark.

    Therefore, there is no way to choose to specifically target Dayong masters, so we can only find a random place to attack.

    So the figures together, swept to the left like a goshawk, and punched in mid-air.

    A small and delicate golden lotus flew out of his fist, and grew in the wind against the air, rapidly expanding, and when it was approaching, it had turned into a huge golden lotus and enveloped several teams.

    "Bang bang bang bang" Amidst the muffled sound, the two fighting six-member teams suddenly stopped, turned around to meet them, and forcibly blocked the shadow of the fist.

    ? This six-member team is all about boxing and kicking, and has no weapons.

    The golden lotus was cut and crushed by them, and turned into golden fragments floating in the air, like golden confetti.

    These golden fragments were broken but not scattered, fluttering in the air and scattered around several teams.

    The six-member team didn't care, and didn't sense the threat of these golden fragments.

    Monk Yuande folded in the air, pointing his toes, and borrowing strength from the void, he jumped up to a height of two feet again, and punched another punch in the air.

    Another golden lotus floated out and rose against the wind.

    This golden lotus is like a vortex, violently pulling the golden fragments floating in the void, making itself two points more solid.

    The previous two teams went up to meet them, their expressions changed slightly, and then two more teams followed, but they were two teams with swords.

    "Chi Chi!"

    "Bang bang!"

    The golden lotus was crushed again.

    The golden fragments fluttered in the air, neither falling nor disappearing.

    These fragments are twice as many as before.

    Then Monk Yuande punched again, this punch was even more powerful, and only eight teams of six could stop it.

    After blocking it, the golden fragments were still scattered one after another, broken but not scattered, they tried to stir it up but couldn't.

    Fakong smiled.

    The Great Golden Lotus Divine Fist is really powerful, just like a snowball, getting stronger and stronger, blocking one punch but not being able to block the second punch, blocking the second punch but not being able to block the third punch, one punch is stronger than one punch, the power stacks  , There is always a punch that cannot be stopped.

    Hu Houqing praised: "It is worthy of being a monk of Yuande!"

    He is not clear about Monk Yuande's cultivation, he can't feel the depth of Monk Yuande, and there is an invisible force covering Monk Yuande.

    However, monk Yuande is still young, and he is famous for his exquisite Buddhism, not martial arts.

    However, as the disciple and pillar of the first Da Miaolian Temple in Dayong, martial arts must not be too bad, otherwise the Dharma will not be so profound.

    For sects such as Damiaolian Temple and Daxueshan, martial arts is the practice of Buddhism. If martial arts are not successful, it is empty talk to say that Buddhism is profound.

    If the Dharma is profound, martial arts must be profound, and this is the true profoundness of the Dharma.

    Now seeing Monk Yuande's three punches, Hu Houqing already knew that Monk Yuande's cultivation was indeed stronger than his own, and he was worthy of being a divine monk.

    ?Da Jinlian God Fist punch after punch, more and more, No matter how subtle the move is, it's useless.

    This is the so-called "one force down ten meetings, one force to break skill".

    Fakong retracted his sword and smiled.

    Monk Yuande and Hu Houqing also stopped, stood beside Fakong, and looked at the lightsaber curiously.

    Fakong smiled and handed the lightsaber to Monk Yuande.

    He took it with interest, and it was as light as nothing in his hand, a little lighter than cotton. If you close your eyes, you won't feel its existence.

    He shook it and handed it to Hu Houqing.

    Hu Houqing took it over, held the hilt of the sword and waved it twice, then stretched out his left palm, and slashed at the left palm with a sword.

    The lightsaber passed through the left palm without hindrance.

    This is indeed a light, not a real sword.

    "This" He looked at Fakong suspiciously.

    This kind of light has no strange feeling when it touches the body, but how can it be so powerful when it reaches Fakong's hands?

    A ball of light lit up in Fakong's right palm, then expanded, and finally turned into a long sword, just like the long sword in Hu Houqing's hand.

    Fakong swept a glance at the crowd who were slowly standing up, and shook their heads and said: "You are still far behind, come again!"

    He threw it again, and the lightsaber turned into a white light and shot out.

    This time, everyone dodged one after another, not letting the white light touch them, otherwise they would fly out.

    But they were able to hide from the first white light, but they couldn't dodge the second white light.

    The long sword in Hu Houqing's hand also turned into a white light and shot out.

    "Bang bang bang bang"

    "Ahhh"

    Muffled sounds and screams sounded continuously, and they fell to the ground again, their faces contorted in pain.

    Fakong looked at them with a smile.

    He could feel the surge of confidence.

    People in the martial arts are indeed still fearful of power and not afraid of morality. If you want to believe in yourself, strength is the foundation, followed by Buddhism.

    Two white lights collided suddenly in the air, condensing into a white light, the white light was brighter, scorching and dazzling.

    The combination of the two white lights is faster and more powerful.

    Originally, if you were hit by it, you would fly one meter away, but now you will fly two meters away. The damage will be doubled, and the recovery will be slower.

    Fakong retracted the lightsaber, slowly penetrated into his palm, looked down at the people who fell to the ground, and said calmly: "Your previous cooperation was barely enough, and it was far from being able to block my sword. What?  Only when I can block my sword can I hope to block the dragon.?
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