Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"It's over." Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry about me!"

Xu Qingluo slapped him in anger: "Stop talking nonsense, save some energy!"

Zhou Yang said, "Master will never see me die, you go first, I'll stay behind."

He got Zhou Yu and Xu Qingluo, and soon calmed down and looked better. The complexion of the two women became worse.

"Master will wait until you are killed before taking action." Xu Qingluo said unhappily, "Do you want to die once?"

"I just want to taste what death feels like!" Zhou Yang snorted.

Xu Qingluo said, "Then fight to the last moment, and then die."

Zhou Yu interrupted what he wanted to say: "Little brother, don't talk."

"..." Zhou Yang closed his mouth and turned his head to look behind him.

The black dot was getting bigger and bigger, which meant that the pursuers were getting closer and closer. At this speed, it was estimated that they would catch up in a cup of tea.

"If it weren't for Master's Buddhist beads, we would have been surrounded and killed by their cavalry." Zhou Yang sighed: "Our cultivation is still not enough."

"Yeah." The three women nodded.

They were very proud before.

Even if they are not invincible, the four of them joined forces to form a sword formation, and there are few opponents in the world.

This time, the cavalry surrounded and killed them, making them realize their weakness.

This is tantamount to a wake-up call.

It is countless times stronger than Fakong's admonitions in their ears.

"I guess even if the monks come, there is nothing they can do." Chu Ling said unconvinced: "Being surrounded and killed by so many cavalry, who can stop it?"

Xu Qingluo pushed Zhou Yang to run and said: "If it was Master, it would be impossible to surround him."

"...That's true." Chu Ling sighed.

Fakong has a clairvoyance, can foresee good and bad luck, can avoid bad luck and pursue good luck, it is impossible for him to be surrounded by the cavalry when he is at a loss.

Of course, it is impossible for him to be ambushed and pursued by those martial arts masters.

So even if his martial arts were not that strong, he was still safe and could avoid danger and masters in advance.

Zhou Yu whispered: "Brother has great magical powers, but he also needs martial arts to assist and cooperate in order to exert his power, otherwise, it is still dangerous."

Strange stones like the Hun Tian Stone and other rare treasures may interfere with the use of the Heavenly Eye.

So martial arts is the foundation.

Chu Ling said: "I think the monk has great magical powers, but his martial arts are not that strong. He will be in a mess when he encounters our situation, so we have nothing to be ashamed of."

Zhou Yang nodded.

He also felt that the sword formation formed by the four people was powerful enough to protect themselves in the world.

Unfortunately, this time he was unlucky and encountered such a difficult patrol department. He first sent out the iron cavalry and then the martial arts masters.

"Huh?" Xu Qingluo was suddenly startled and stopped abruptly.

As soon as she stopped, Zhou Yang was still dragged forward by Zhou Yu's hand, and his back left her jade palm.

He also turned his head back to look at Xu Qingluo, and found that Xu Qingluo had stopped and looked straight behind him. He followed the opportunity to look, and found something strange, so he couldn't help but stop.

Zhou Yu and Chu Ling also stopped.

But they saw a figure standing not far away, with a thin and upright figure, like a pine tree standing proudly in front of a cliff, facing the whistling gale.

They knew who this figure was at a glance, it was Fakong.

But at this time, Fakong was wearing a black robe, not only covering his body, but also his bald head.

Although everything was wrapped, they had been by Fakong's side, how could they not recognize him.

Fakong slowly drew out the long sword at his waist and pointed it obliquely at the dozens of masters of the Border Patrol Division who were rushing over.

Among these dozens of masters of the Border Patrol Division, half were masters of the Divine Sword Peak, and the other half were masters of other sects, with a total of twelve grandmasters.

These people were good at joint attacks, and they attacked at the same time, with amazing power, and Xu Qingluo and his sword formation could not stop it.

Of course, that was the sword formation in a state of exhaustion, and its power could not be compared with that in its prime.

But even so, it was because the masters of the Border Patrol Division and the Divine Sword Peak were too powerful. If it were ordinary people, even if they were extremely tired and weak, they would be able to deal with or even solve it.

"What is he... going to do?" Chu Ling widened her eyes curiously and smiled: "Is he going to take action?"

This did not meet her expectations.

"Yes, he is going to take action." Xu Qingluo understood what Fakong was going to do, so she widened her eyes: "Watch out."

Fakong suddenly moved, performing light skills like a wisp of light smoke to meet the masters of the Border Patrol Division, and gently waved his sword.

His sword was unusually bright, and the sword body seemed to be coated with a layer of water, with a clear luster in the sun, not dazzling, but rather cold.

The long sword was agile and light, lightly passing through wrists, avoiding long swords one by one, avoiding the real and attacking the virtual, without any obstacles.

In just a dozen breaths, none of the sixty or so masters survived, and all of them had their wrists cut by the sword tip, and their long swords fell out of their hands.

Fakong put the sword back into the sheath, and his figure turned into a wisp of light smoke and went away, disappearing in the distance in the blink of an eye.

"This..." Zhou Yang's eyes lit up.

His mind kept flashing the situation just now, and the swordsmanship performed by Fakong was beyond imagination.

The swordsmanship of the master just now was as if all the people in the Border Patrol Division had become puppets, cooperating with the master to perform swordsmanship and show the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship.

These swordsmanship masters posed no threat to the master, and he had experienced the power of these people before.

It was amazing!

The masters of the Border Patrol Division retracted their gazes from afar and resumed their actions.

They looked at Xu Qingluo and the other four standing there, and bent down to pick up their swords.

After picking up the swords, their eyes flashed with coldness, and they gently shook their long swords with their left hands, staring at the four people, wishing they could kill them directly.

But in the end, they turned around and left.

Xu Qingluo chuckled and nodded: "These guys are very cautious!"

They were going to catch up with the four of them, but there were complications. At this time, the master had left, but they still didn't dare to do it.

If it were ordinary people, they really couldn't help it, and they would rush over to kill the four of them first.

But they held back.

"They were scared out of their wits." Zhou Yu shook his head gently: "Senior Brother's swordsmanship is really..."

Chu Ling's eyes lit up, and he sighed softly: "I didn't expect that the swordsmanship could be so powerful."

Zhou Yang agreed deeply.

Chu Ling's words spoke out his own thoughts. He didn't expect the swordsmanship to be so exquisite.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Master is teaching us."

She understood what Fakong meant and told them to be modest and keep practicing hard, as they were still far from it.

"I haven't seen him practice swordsmanship normally." Chu Ling asked curiously, "How can his swordsmanship be so powerful?"

"Master is practicing elsewhere." Xu Qingluo shook her head, "If he doesn't want us to see it, we can't see it."

"Where did the swordsmanship come from?" Chu Ling asked curiously, "The swordsmanship of the Vajra Temple isn't that powerful, right?"

This question made them extremely curious.

They ran back to the Medicine Valley in one breath and saw Fakong reading and drinking tea in a small pavilion on the lake, leisurely and contented.

They hurried over, first thanked him, then reviewed their gains and losses, and then asked him about the swordsmanship he had performed previously.

PS: Update completed.