"Qinghe, you are no match for us." Lu Jingxiu thought about their sword formation and had a certain thought.

The six-man sword formation has now been expanded to twelve people, plus six of his own, it becomes the Great Dust Sword Formation of eighteen people with one master and two assistants.

The Great Dust Sword Formation was just developed not long ago, and its power is astonishing.

Not to mention Fu Qinghe, even if Fakong came in person, he wouldn't be able to please him.

"Let's do it." Fu Qinghe said coldly.

He is already impatient.

"Do it!" Lu Jingxiu shouted.

Eighteen people flew swiftly and surrounded Fu Qinghe, one layer inside and one outside, intertwined with each other, like two gears running.

Then the sword light filled the sky like lightning, like thunder and lightning.

Fu Qinghe drew his sword, and the violent force was like a mountain torrent.

"Ding ding ding ding..." All eighteen long swords intersected with Fu Qinghe's sword and were almost swept away by the huge force on his sword.

But eighteen people are in the sword formation, and each other's power is integrated.

As soon as they let go of the long sword in their hands, once the force on their arms was overloaded, a strange force immediately entered the arm to help stabilize it. Not only did the long sword not fall out of their hands, it was also held firmly. The sword light was brighter and the sword skills were faster.

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Fu Qinghe was struck by a sword on his shoulder and back, and blood instantly gushed out, staining his clothes red.

The power of the large mote sword array formed by eighteen people far exceeded Fu Qinghe's imagination, and also exceeded their own imagination.

They originally thought they could barely suppress Fu Qinghe, but now they found that they could suppress Fu Qinghe firmly.

Although Fu Qinghe was at a disadvantage and was injured, his eyes were still cold and unremarkable, his movements were still as fast, and his sword skills were still astonishing.

He has now entered the Holding Qi realm, which is one level higher than the six great masters.

If it weren't for the tacit cooperation of the eighteen people, complementing each other, interweaving and changing the inner layer and the outer layer, dispersing the power on his sword into eighteen people to bear it together, he would have broken the sword formation long ago.

"Chichi!" Everyone's eyes lit up, realizing that Fu Qinghe was nothing more than that, and took the opportunity to stab him twice.

One sword is at the waist and the other is at the shoulder.

But what puzzled them was that even though they stabbed his right shoulder twice, they still did not affect his sword speed and finesse.

The wound closed quickly, and after a sudden burst of blood, it stopped flowing out.

Fu Qinghe suddenly reached out and took out a string of Buddhist beads from his chest and held it in his hand.

"Hey, this is Fa Kong's Buddhist beads. As expected, Senior Brother Fu has completely become Fa Kong's attendant. His heart is no longer with our Tianhai Sword Sect. He has completely rebelled. Master Lu, why not just kill him!"

When the two brothers who were standing on the sidelines saw this, the tall young man said loudly.

Lu Jingxiu remained silent.

With the Buddhist beads in hand, Fu Qinghe's eyes suddenly turned cold and his sword speed doubled.

Everyone was in a hurry and some were injured.

The Pure Heart Curse allows Fu Qinghe to enter a more mysterious state of ruthlessness, which is deeper than the usual ruthless state of mind. Once the sword intention is condensed, the power of the sword technique is greatly increased, and the disadvantage is reversed in an instant.

"Stop holding back!" Lu Jingxiu said solemnly.
Chapter completed!