Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 267 Three Fusions, All Fusions Are Powerful!

"Not good! My fellow brothers, form the formation!" Ma Yu called out, then took the lead and thrust forward with his sword.

The rest of the people stood in position and drew their swords at the same time, using the sharp sword light to protect Ma Yu's body. At the same time, they had plenty of spare strength to force the sword towards Yang Guo, causing great pressure on Yang Guo.

At this moment Qiu Chuji was still holding back, intending to take a closer look at the origin of Yang Guo's changes, as well as the upper limit of his changes.

hum!
The two long swords kept stabbing and slashing. When the sword lights met, the long sword in Ma Yu's hand could not withstand the pressure and began to crack.

Amid the surging Qi, Ma Yu was forced to take two steps back. If it weren't for the sword lights of other fellow disciples coming to his rescue, he would have been cut into two pieces by the arc of light drawn by Yang Guo in just a moment.

After taking a few steps back, Ma Yu's fingertips were still trembling. With his years of cultivating his mind and spirit, facing Yang Guo's devilish slash, he still felt a little scared when he recalled it now.

Hao Datong, Wang Chuyi and others who took over Ma Yu's role to face the second half of the "Divine Sword Slash" also drew their swords and retreated, their faces turning pale.

Watching from the sidelines will never be as real as actually experiencing it.

"It is a martial art of will, and it has barely reached the second level, to the extent of using thoughts to drive the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth."

“If this kind of martial arts belonged to this world, it would never be unknown.” Qiu Chuji’s eyes were sharp. He had even seen through that the slash used by Yang Guo was not a sword technique, but a knife technique.

It's just that he hasn't yet gained control of this intention, it doesn't belong to him, so he seems a little out of control.

Yang Guo shattered half of the Tiangang Beidou formation with one strike, took a step forward, and looked at the Quanzhen Seven with disdain: "This, is your sword?"

"too weak!"

The seven Quanzhen disciples are about 500 years old in total, and now they are so angry that they are shaking all over.

However, in the underworld, the one with the bigger fist is the one who rules.

The seven of them formed a formation, and the five supreme masters were able to fight, but they were defeated by a single blow from this young fellow. No amount of words could save them from the shame.

“Yang Guo, you are a shameless thief who betrayed your master and ancestors. Even if we are killed by you today, we will never let you bring disgrace to the Quanzhen sect.” Wang Chuyi regained his courage with a sword in hand, stood in the front row, and planned to reunite in the Tiangang Big Dipper formation.

Yang Guo thought to himself: "Why would I kill you? How would that be a disgrace to the Quanzhen sect?"

But he said: "Stupid bastard, I have no regrets in death!"

He had been unable to control the attack just now, and his fingers were still a little numb, and a lot of the internal energy in his body had been consumed. But after a few words, his skills had increased again, and his control over the divine sword slash had also improved.

With another chop, Yang Guo was confident that he could completely break the Tiangang Beidou Formation.

This is not to say that the Divine Sword Slash is much better than other gold-based martial arts. The Tiangang Big Dipper Formation, which is difficult to break with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Finger Magic, and even the Nine Yin Scriptures, is like paper in front of the Divine Sword Slash.

But this is the style of ancient martial arts, where a single sword or a knife can determine life or death. It takes a kind of decisiveness and tyranny that does not seek eternity, but only seeks daily survival. In fact, after Yang Guo swung that sword just now, he was in the weakest state. If Wang Chuyi and others had not been shocked at that time, but immediately stepped forward with swords, they could have easily taken down Yang Guo.

It’s just that Wang Chuyi and others were not used to this fighting style that did not seek consequences but only focused on one strike, so they were frightened and missed the opportunity.

"You shameless young man, how dare you be so presumptuous!" Wang Chuyi's eyes turned red and he rushed forward with his sword in hand. Even though most of his body was buried in the soil, he was still so angry.

Of course he had reasons to be angry. Before Zhao Zhijing revealed his true nature, he was the leader of the three generations of Quanzhen Sect disciples and the one Wang Chuyi was most proud of. Now that he saw Zhao Zhijing's body lying aside, it was obvious that he was killed by Yang Guo. How could Wang Chuyi not hate him to the core?
Wang Chuyi thrust his sword forward, and this time the other disciples did not stand in support of Ma Yu as they did before, but each held a sword and attacked Yang Guo from different angles.

No matter how fierce Yang Guo's sword was, it could only strike in one direction and kill one of them.

But after the knife was slashed out, it was not so sharp anymore. The other six people could kill Yang Guo and avenge the victims. At this time, it depends on what Yang Guo chooses!

The Seven Quanzhen disciples could not see clearly the blow of Yang Guo's sword, but they also realized that it was an irreversible attack, which was extremely evil, wicked and domineering. Without that tyranny, the power would be reduced by 50%.

In other words, Yang Guo can defend, but he can't hold it.

Facing the "aggressive" attitude of the Seven Quanzhen Masters, Yang Guo rushed forward, faced Wang Chuyi directly, and chopped down with his sword like a knife, about to cut Wang Chuyi in half, then passed through Wang Chuyi's body, rushed forward to change position, and left the encirclement.

Friends who often participate in group fights know that when two fists are no match for four hands, it is important to grab one person and hit him hard while dodging and changing positions in time.

Wang Chuyi met Yang Guo's eyes filled with murderous determination. He felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he did not retreat. Instead, he gritted his teeth and pushed forward.

He can die, but the Quanzhen Sect cannot be destroyed by him.

Swish!
Qiu Chuji suddenly changed his position and appeared behind Wang Chuyi. He grabbed the back of his collar and threw Wang Chuyi aside.

"Senior Brother Qiu... No!" Wang Chuyi shouted.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji rashly changed his position. Although he rescued Wang Chuyi, he put himself in danger.

What Qiu Chuji needs to face now is not only the sword attack from Yang Guo, but also the out-of-control sword energy after the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation was thrown into chaos.

These sword energies are not internal force or true energy, so it is extremely difficult to retreat!

Among the Seven Quanzhen Masters, except for Ma Yu and Tan Churui who withdrew most of their sword energy and scattered it elsewhere, the others were simply unable to withdraw the sword energy they had cut out. They could only watch as these attacks that were originally directed at Yang Guo all fell towards Qiu Chuji.

In a flash, Qiu Chuji first clamped Yang Guo's devilish slash with two fingers, then grabbed the long sword in Yang Guo's hand and swung it with ease to dissolve the sword energy that was attacking like rain.

“Huh?” All the Quanzhen disciples, including Yang Guo, were confused.

"Isn't it... that this Taoist Qiu has possessed Wang Chongyang? Is he so powerful?" Yang Guo thought to himself, wondering whether Qiu Chuji had any highlight moments in the entire plot of The Return of the Condor Heroes, showing extraordinary fighting power.

After all, the Quanzhen Sect had produced Zhou Botong, who was a man of great talent, and it seemed reasonable that there was also Qiu Chuji.

But Yang Guo had not thought about the relevant plot at all, and could only temporarily conclude that this Taoist Qiu was just like Zhou Botong. As he grew older and gained more power, he became more and more skilled.

Facing the "frustration" from Qiu Chuji, Yang Guo seemed to have experienced the same blow as Ding Peng when he met Xie Xiaofeng.

The feeling of being crushed by the unknown whole picture makes people feel painful and desperate, but it also brings another opportunity.

The out-of-control divine sword was being quickly mastered by Yang Guo. This devilish sword slowly gave rise to a bit of divinity in Yang Guo's soul.

Qiu Chuji was constantly observing the changes in Yang Guo. In his spiritual perception, Yang Guo's spirit was gathering. Although there was still a long way to go before his soul could condense, Yang Guo's soul was undoubtedly much stronger and more solid than the souls of ordinary warriors.

Faintly, Qiu Chuji saw that another "soul" had almost completely merged into Yang Guo's body.

At this moment, three souls have merged into Yang Guo's body.

The three integrations make everything powerful.

(End of this chapter)