Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Ning Zhenzhen whispered: "Brother, is Elder Xu okay?"

Fakong nodded: "He was not a threat before, but now he finally meets his match."

"Is it dangerous?"

"Very dangerous."

Fakong looked into the distance and landed on this formation.

I had never seen this formation before, it was extremely exquisite.

This formation can superimpose the power of twelve great masters, and each of them can perform it. How amazing is this?

Even if this superposition is a little weakened, it should have the power of seven or eight great masters, which is still amazing.

Xu Zhijian's cultivation is strong, his lightness is superb, and the power of the Great Light Fist is amazing, but each great master has the power of seven or eight great masters. Twelve great masters use the exquisiteness of the formation to attack at the same time, just like one person has twenty-four hands, forming a strong pressure, Xu Zhijian is very tired.

According to the current situation, Xu Zhijian can only hold on for more than a dozen rounds.

"Then will you attack, brother?" Ning Zhenzhen asked.

Fakong shook his head.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Brother, don't you come out to save me at the critical moment?"

Fakong said, "No."

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him curiously.

Fakong said, "This is his chance."

"Is he really dead?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned, "Even if he is resurrected, he has lost a lot of lifespan. Isn't it worth it?"

Even if he is a grandmaster, he can only live for sixty years after resurrection.

Even if he can break through, he can't make up for his lifespan. He is still sixty years old.

The lifespan of a grandmaster is more than two hundred years old, but the increase of the grandmaster's realm does not seem to increase his lifespan. It is still more than two hundred years old. So by this speculation, we know that even if his realm is improved, his lifespan still cannot break through sixty years old.

Fakong said, "Let's take a gamble."

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him curiously.

Fakong said: "He can make it. No matter how you look at it, he can come back from the dead. He can't make it without breaking it, and thus take a big step forward."

Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "Brother, don't you often say that the clairvoyance can't be relied on?"

I have to give necessary reminders to prevent my brother from regretting.

My brother has the clairvoyance and can see the future, but there is no way to make time go back, and there is no regret medicine to take.

Once there is a mistake, it will be a lifelong regret.

This is because my brother is greedy and doesn't want Xu Zhijian to miss such an opportunity.

But sometimes, for the sake of safety and security, it is necessary to give up such a rare opportunity.

"...This time it is credible." Fakong said slowly.

The clairvoyance can't be relied on, but this time I not only used the clairvoyance, but also added the golden eye. After deduction, I finally judged that Xu Zhijian can still be expected.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, go and guard it."

Fakong smiled and turned his eyes to look at her.

"Brother, this matter is of great importance," Ning Zhenzhen said seriously, "We can't be careless. We should go over and guard it. Don't let anything go wrong."

"... Makes sense." Fakong decided to adopt her opinion.

Although Xu Zhijian's matter was very stable and would not go wrong, it was rare for Ning Zhenzhen to be so persistent, and he didn't want to go against her good intentions.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Brother, go quickly. The matter of Yuzhu Temple is not urgent."

Fakong nodded.

The next moment he appeared in a forest, standing between a tree fork, looking at the fighting not far away.

Facing the desperate situation, Xu Zhijian became calmer and calmer. He did not have any emotional fluctuations because of the increasingly bad situation. He still waved the Great Light Fist in a rigid manner.

The Heart of Light made him stronger when he met a strong opponent, just like a spring, the harder it was pressed, the stronger it was.

Fakong stood among the treetops and watched quietly.

He did not rush to take action. He carefully observed the formations of the twelve great masters and felt more and more that their formations were mysterious and unpredictable.

Li Ming Sect is an ordinary sect, and many people have never heard of it. However, it has such a high-level formation and such a powerful grandmaster.

Like ordinary sects, there are only one or two grandmasters. Only first-class sects can have more than ten grandmasters, but that is Daqian, not Dayun.

Like Li Ming Sect, there are twelve grandmasters, but they are still unknown, which shows the profound foundation of Dayun martial arts.

As for the formation, Fakong is already very proficient, but he still admires this formation.

He secretly sighed in his heart that there are really crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the world, and there are higher mountains. You can't underestimate the heroes of the world, and you can't think that you are invincible and don't need to learn.

This set of formations is worth studying, especially for Xu Qingluo and others, which can bring them great improvement, whether in formations or martial arts.

He concentrated on watching, opening his mind and eyes for a while, and repeatedly observing, pondering, and comprehending the mystery.

Xu Zhijian was getting deeper and deeper into the trap, and the scope of his struggle was getting narrower and narrower, and he was in danger of overturning at any time.

But he still did not despair, and struggled hard. The fist light of the Great Light Fist became brighter and brighter, as bright as the sun at noon, and could not be looked at directly.

The twelve great masters used the formation to shift positions to offset the recoil of the Great Light Fist, giving themselves a chance to recover and relax.

They were secretly shocked.

They knew that Xu Zhijian was very strong, but they never expected him to be so strong.

After they practiced the Twelve Absolute Heaven Formation, they were invincible. Even the top masters of the four major sects were destroyed by this formation.

Originally, they thought that they could easily destroy Xu Zhijian, so as to avenge their hatred, boost the morale of Li Ming Sect, and revive the Li Ming Sect.

You should know that a thousand years ago, Li Ming Sect was the top sect in the world, not inferior to the four major sects now.

Fakong thought.

It turned out to be a sect a thousand years ago.

However, this so-called sect may be very exaggerated. I have also learned a little about the sect of Dayun a thousand years ago, and it seems that there is no trace of Li Ming Sect.

Then he thought.

This Li Ming Sect has changed its name.

The original sect was not called Li Ming Sect. It was changed to avoid the limelight or enemies.

The twelve grandmasters lost their patience and did not want to slowly grind with Xu Zhijian, and they felt that it was inappropriate.

Xu Zhijian's fist light became brighter and brighter, like a substance. It was obvious that his cultivation was improving, and it was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The twelve of them were assisting Xu Zhijian to improve his cultivation.

In this situation, they looked at each other.

A middle-aged man uttered a word softly: "Together!"

In an instant, the twelve grandmasters suddenly changed their shapes, and the twelve people formed a row, with their palms blocking the backs of the people in front of them.

The person in the front clenched his fist and collided with Xu Zhijian's fist.

"Bang!" It exploded like thunder, and Xu Zhijian flew out, spurting blood in the air.

The twelve grandmasters trembled, and then they all spurted blood, and then chased Xu Zhijian, forming a formation again to cover him.

After Xu Zhijian landed softly, he wanted to punch but it was already very slow.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The fists of the twelve grandmasters kept hitting him, and each punch was solid, making his body tremble constantly, like a rag bag being hit back and forth.

"Bang!" He fell heavily, motionless, and silent.

"Are you dead?" A middle-aged man stepped forward to sniff, and the others asked.

The middle-aged man looked solemn and nodded slowly.