Medical Master Chapter 420: We lost, you passed!

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A crisp sound.

In the sword formation, the dense sword qi and six energy long swords broke through the gang qi, and when they rushed towards Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu's right palm unceremoniously pinched Mu Bai's hand. The blade of that dark long sword!

Golden energy burst out, covering Fangqiu's palm, like a palm made of gold.

"Huh?"

Mu Bai glared at him and tried to pull the long sword in his hand from Fangqiu's palm.

But.

No matter how hard he tried.

Fangqiu's palm was stuck tightly against the blade of his long sword.

"Huh!"

When other people attacked and rushed to the depths, Fang Qiu himself felt a cold breath coming from behind his head, Fang Qiu snorted.

On the right hand holding the blade tightly, a burst of brilliant golden light suddenly burst.

That is a golden energy cluster.

It's like laughing at the sun!

"Break it for me!"

There was a shock.

The golden energy group swelled up instantly, enveloped the entire long sword, and then exploded.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

The entire space inside the tower on the eighth floor was completely enveloped by the dazzling golden light at this moment.

Outside the tower.

It was originally a peaceful place with clouds and mist, like a fairyland on the Jiange Square.

Suddenly, golden light shines.

Everyone who was cultivating in the square, their expressions changed in shock at the moment the golden light appeared, and they all turned their heads to look around.

I saw that the place where the golden light broke out was the eighth floor of the nine-story trial tower!

"What a strong energy!"

"What's going on?"

"Did anyone enter the trial tower today?"

"Uncle Wei Jian brought a distinguished guest from outside. He was planning to enter the building, but was stopped by a senior on the way, saying that the sword envoy invited the distinguished guest into the trial tower."

"Do you know which guest is who?"

"Who is it?"

"It's nameless! I'm the person who helps the swordsman pass the message. This time, the distinguished guest brought back by Master Wei Jian is the leader of the younger generation in today's martial arts, nameless!"

"It turned out to be him?"

"It turned out to be him. No wonder there was such a big movement in the trial tower."

"I don't know which sword ambassador personally invited him into the trial tower. The first time he comes to the sword pavilion, he can receive the invitation of the sword ambassador. The nameless is indeed well-deserved."

"Which one? The twelve swordsmen are here!"

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

"Furthermore, I heard that Wuming also climbed to the top of Jianshan Mountain, drawing ten thousand swords on the Jianshan mountain to surrender!"

"Fuck..."

On the square, the disciples of the sword gathered together to discuss, and every one of them could clearly see the unconcealed shock.

Besides the full of shock, there is still a hint of envy and admiration.

……

Behind the square.

Behind the pavilion built on the hill, on the top of the mountain.

Seeing the dazzling golden light rushing out of the eighth-story tower, the three old men who had stood up for some time, a look of shock appeared on their faces.

"This is?"

The old man with white hair and black eyebrows stared straight at the eighth trial tower, and said: "It's not the twelve swordsmen, their aura is completely suppressed by this energy."

"It's like a bird in a cage."

The old man with black hair and white eyebrows raised his eyebrows and said, "It depends on whether it can be broken."

"The bird in the cage is the most ferocious!"

The old man among them said with a smile.

……

Trial tower, eighth floor.

The golden light gradually dissipated.

Fangqiu, still

Just grabbed the half-black long sword in Mu Bai's hand.

At this time.

The connection between this long sword and the sword formation has been completely cut off. After all, the golden light just now was formed by Fang Qiu who did not hesitate to detonate his internal energy.

As the long sword of the battle eye, it cannot withstand this kind of internal gas explosion.

If it were not supported by a sword formation, this long sword might have been maintained for a long time.

However.

Although the connection between the long sword and the sword formation has been completely cut off, the sword formation has not dispersed, but has dispersed into a larger sword formation.

It's like a birdcage.

Fang Qiu was covered.

"It turned out to be a double front?"

This scene made Fangqiu's expression startle.

"Unexpectedly, you discovered it."

Mu Bai smiled, retracted the long sword, and then moved back immediately when he moved.

The six people who were originally in the inner circle all retreated.

Fang Qiu felt it very clearly.

The connection between the six people in the inner circle and the sword formation has all been severed, which means that the sword formation has nothing to do with them, so the six quickly retreated.

While the six people retreated, the other six who originally belonged to the outer circle moved forward together.

Immediately enter the inner circle from the outer circle.

The six people who had just retired, headed by Mu Bai, waved their long swords again, and they turned out to be forming a sword formation again!

"Huh?"

Fang Qiu raised his brow.

I never expected that this formation could have such a change!

If this is the case forever, wouldn't it be possible to maintain the formation forever and never be broken?

"Shoo!"

On the occasion of surprise.

Fang Qiu is not keeping his hands.

A movement of divine consciousness instantly enveloped the entire eighth layer of space.

He knew that he had to break this sword formation in one fell swoop at this time, otherwise there would be no chance!

Once Mu Bai and the other six were made to form a sword formation to attack again, he would have no means to stop him. After all, the qi tornado he had just cast had dissipated with the explosion of his internal energy.

"I got it, the second one!"

Fangqiu found the position of the second eye almost instantly under the exploration of the divine sense. He immediately turned his body, his eyes were like torches, and he stared at his back firmly. The twelfth swordsman handed him. The white and flawless white jade long sword above.

There is no hesitation.

"Swish."

Fang Qiu's figure moved, and he rushed to the twelfth sword ambassador in an instant. Before the opponent retreated, he gave a fierce punch and directly bombarded the blade of Na Baiyu Longsword.

"Pop!"

A crisp sound.

This one locked Fangqiu, like a birdcage-like sword formation, suddenly burst at the moment Fangqiu’s punch fell, like a glass hit by a huge force, as the cracks spread. Shattered.

The six swordsmen who had just rushed in, as the sword formation shattered, all seemed to have been impacted by distance, and Qi Qi was shaken back three steps.

Mu Bai and the six others who were about to regroup, also shook their bodies and froze.

The sword formation is broken!

This sword formation was broken by nameless?

"This, what's the situation?"

The twelve swordsmen all changed their faces at this moment.

No one thought of it.

Anonymous, he broke their sword formation so easily.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Wuming who had broken the sword formation was about to do it, Mu Bai immediately took a step forward, stretched out a palm, and said: "We lost, you passed."

"Is this over?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

"The twelve people teamed up and the sword formation was broken by you. Even if you continue to fight, the result will be the same."

Mu Bai smiled bitterly and said: "No loss is the one who can kill the little saint master of Nirvana,

We are not ashamed of defeat, but if we continue to fight, we will be ashamed. "

Fang Qiu smiled.

He heard it.

Mu Bai hit the side, let Wuming save them some face.

After all, this is the sword pavilion, and there are so many sword pavilion disciples outside watching, not to mention that their twelve sword ambassadors have all been dispatched. If they are really defeated, they will be regarded as a joke in the future.

"So, can I go up now?"

Fangqiu stretched his hand to the old stone ladder without handrails on the ninth floor of the passage.

"Please."

Mu Bai nodded.

"I am quite curious about what this dragon gate is like."

Fangqiu smiled and stepped forward.

……

In the distance, on the high mountain behind the pavilion.

"Broken."

The old man with white hair and black eyebrows looked shocked.

"Can't this stop him?"

The old man with black hair and white eyebrows was also shocked and said: "It seems that this son has also studied the sword formation."

"Interesting."

The old man among them smiled and nodded. Although he looked quite calm, the shock in his eyes could not be hidden.

"I want to fight Wuming!"

Suddenly, Qingyun standing behind the three old men said.

The words came out.

Originally, the three elders who were still staring at the nine-story trial tower, the colleagues turned their heads in surprise, and looked at Qingyun, the shock in their eyes was even worse.

Know it.

Qingyun is the most amazing disciple they have cultivated over the years.

Except for the little saint Lord Nirvana, others can hardly bring up Qingyun's desire to fight.

This time.

Is Qingyun also itchy?

"Original old?"

Qingyun glanced at the old man with white hair and black eyebrows, then turned to look at the old man with black hair and white eyebrows, and asked: "Old Qu?"

The two old men on the left and the right laughed.

"Thousand old?"

Qingyun is watching the old man standing in the center.

"Go ahead."

The old man called Qian Lao smiled, then waved his hand, and said: "Since it is tickle, then take the initiative to invite an unknown person."

"Good."

Qingyun nodded immediately and turned to leave.

The three old men turned their heads and set their eyes on the ninth floor of the nine-story trial tower again.

……

The space of the trial tower on the ninth floor is smaller than that on the eighth floor.

However, when Fangqiu came alone, he still felt very empty.

Give a glance.

Except for a futon in the center, there is nothing in the ninth tower.

"The Dragon Gate?"

Fang Qiu turned his eyes and glanced around, finally set his gaze on a door.

On the top of this gate, the word "Dragon Gate" is written impressively.

Fangqiu stepped out.

I found it surprisingly.

When I stepped out of the dragon gate, outside the dragon gate, a rainbow ladder made of energy appeared suddenly, which was connected to the ground below.

At this time.

Wei Jianzheng stood next to the Rainbow Ladder~IndoMTL.com~ and looked at Wuming who had just walked out of the Dragon Gate with a surprised look.

"He really succeeded?"

Wei Jian was dumbfounded.

Although he knew that there were no normal trials in the trial tower, and there was only one trial that Wuming participated in, the quality of this one was definitely better than the nine trials in the trial tower. The trial is even more difficult.

Because.

He faced, but a total of twelve swordsmen!

Faced with this kind of trial, few people in the entire sword pavilion can do it.

Unknown, I did it!

In other words, Wuming defeated the Twelve Swordsmen?

This, this... how is it possible?

.. m.