The Great Dust Sword Array operates faster.

Fu Qinghe's sword light became brighter and brighter.

He is getting better.

Under the influence of the Pure Heart Mantra and the Rejuvenation Mantra, he reached a peak state, his understanding of the Qi Holding Realm became deeper and deeper, and his sword skills became more and more powerful.

Later, the sword in his hand looked like a lightsaber. Only the light could be seen, but the blade could not be seen.

The lightsaber flashed, and someone was injured with every strike.

It's just that the Great Mote Sword Formation is so mysterious that it can be blocked by other people's swords at the last moment.

His sword was only a hair faster.

This line gave him the opportunity to hurt everyone in the Tianhai Sword Sect. If he did not move quickly on this line, no matter how fierce the sword was, it would be cut off by other swords.

Divide and divide again, dividing his power into more than ten pieces, thereby weakening the power by more than ten times.

The six great masters were only one level below him, and the remaining twelve masters were all top swordsmen. One-twelfth of his strength could not help them.

But speed cannot be divided.

The Great Mote Sword Formation has already maximized its coordination. Twelve people gathered together to share his power and also attack him.

But he relied on his quickness and agility in the Qi-holding realm to remove most of his strength.

This resulted in a stalemate between the two parties.

It is difficult for one side to attack firmly, and it is difficult for the other side to hurt the other side more seriously. Both sides have hope, but there is no possibility of a single blow to decide the outcome.

After another thirty or so moves, his sword skills became more powerful and his sword speed became faster.

Fu Qinghe did not feel any strange after being injured, as if he was not the one injured and the sword thrust had no hindrance to him.

While others are injured and affected.

At first, I didn't realize that after all ten people were injured, even if they were only slightly injured, the operation of the sword array was still a little slow.

Although this is invisible to outsiders, it seems insignificant.

Fu Qinghe, who was trapped in the sword formation, could clearly feel that his heart was as calm as water, his mind became more concentrated, his sword intention became purer and sharper, and his sword power became faster.

The sword light was bright, and then there was a constant groan.

The Great Dust Sword Formation was broken.

Fu Qinghe retreated away from the crowd, his clothes had been dyed reddish brown.

He glanced at everyone, his eyes cold and ruthless.

Everyone's heart was filled with chills when they saw him.

"Qinghe, you..." Lu Jingxiu looked complicated: "I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be..."

If it were before, he would only be happy.

Fu Qinghe is a swordsman wizard. The stronger he is, the stronger the Tianhai Sword Sect will be. Of course, as an elder of the Tianhai Sword Sect, he will be happy.

But now Fu Qinghe is no longer a disciple of Tianhai Sword Sect, but an attendant of Monk Fakong.

The stronger he is, the stronger Monk Fakong is.

"Uncle Lu, let's stop here!" Fu Qinghe looked coldly: "Next time a disciple of the Tianhai Sword Sect attacks me, I won't be polite!"

"Fu Qinghe, you are so cruel!" A young man covered his wrist and glared at Fu Qinghe viciously: "You..."

The tendons in his wrists have been severed.

This means that even if you can recover, you can't continue practicing swordsmanship.

He has become a useless person, which is no different from being disabled, even worse than being disabled.

If your cultivation level is ruined, you can still practice it again.

But if the hand tendon is severed, it will never be completely restored. Even if it is normal, the path to swordsmanship will be cut off.

Fu Qinghe looked at him coldly: "Junior Brother Tong, I can tell whether you want to kill me or cripple me!"

"You..." Tong Zhiming glared at him viciously: "You are indeed of the Love-Slashing Sword lineage, ruthless and unjust!"

Fu Qinghe ignored him and looked at Lu Jingxiu, then turned around and slowly walked to the tombstone, kowtowed, then glanced at everyone coldly, turned and left.

"Uncle Lu, just let him go like this?" Tong Zhiming asked hurriedly.

Lu Jingxiu looked at him thoughtfully.

Tong Zhiming said: "Uncle Lu, you won't believe his lies, will you?"

"Senior nephew Tong, you can practice the left-handed sword, and you can become famous." Lu Jingxiu said: "But remember, if the mental skills are not correct, the sword skills will not be correct. If you want to be consistent with the sword skills, the mental skills must be correct first."

"Yes!" Tong Zhiming nodded solemnly.

His heart trembled slightly, and he hated Fu Qinghe even more.

This damn guy, even though he has betrayed the Tianhai Sword Sect, Master Lu still trusts him more. He deserves to be damned if he doesn't trust himself!

——

Fu Qinghe walked down the mountain, and then used Qinggong to move quickly. Just when he was about to cross a river, his eyes suddenly flashed, and Lin Feiyang appeared in front of him.

"Brother Lin." Fu Qinghe nodded.

Lin Feiyang looked him up and down.

Fu Qinghe was puzzled.

Lin Feiyang said: "Old Fu, I misjudged you."

Fu Qinghe was even more puzzled.

Lin Feiyang said: "That guy just now, you didn't even stab him to death with a sword."

Fu Qinghe was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly.

Lin Feiyang said: "Do you care about your friendship with the Tianhai Sword Sect? But you miss your old friendship, but he doesn't, and he will try his best to kill you."

Fu Qinghe looked towards the open river.

The ten-foot-wide river gushed down and meandered into the distance.

Lin Feiyang stared at him and said: "That guy surnamed Tong, are you really going to let him go like that?... If I'm not mistaken, this guy is a scourge after all. Old Fu, never look down on anyone."

Fu Qinghe said slowly: "I don't want to kill anyone in front of Master's grave."

"...Okay, then I'll help you deal with him." Lin Feiyang said: "I won't be able to sleep well unless this scourge is resolved."

"He can't survive the storm." Fu Qinghe said calmly, with a look of disdain on his face.

Lin Feiyang said: "After he goes back, he will claim that you have completely devoted yourself to serving the abbot, saying that you tried to kill him this time but failed. He will warn the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect that any disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect who encounter him in the future will

You must never be merciful or cruel, tell me, is this troublesome?"

Fu Qinghe frowned.

Lin Feiyang said: "If you don't solve this problem now, I don't know what will happen next!"

Fu Qinghe shook his head slowly.

He heard what Lin Feiyang said and knew that Tong Zhiming could indeed do such a thing.

Lin Feiyang waved his hand: "No need to say more, I will do it for you. I will take his life tonight and let's go."

He disappeared in a flash without a trace.

Fu Qinghe was silent for a moment, but finally did not stop Lin Feiyang.

Tong Zhiming is indeed a scourge, so he should be killed.

At this time, in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, Fa Kong withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

He was sitting at the stone table, drinking tea, looking over here, and saw everything here.

He was ready to rush to Fu Qinghe's side at any time and reach out when Fu Qinghe was in danger.

Either use the Rejuvenation Mantra to heal his injuries, or use the Heart-Cleaning Mantra to boost his spirit, or use the Immobilization Mantra to give him a helping hand.

Even directly remove them.

But Fu Qinghe had a very high level of understanding and was able to persevere in dangerous situations, but there was no need to take action himself.

It's just that Fu Qinghe does live up to his reputation as a love-killing sword, and his actions have nothing to do with the love-cutting sword.

Procrastinating, procrastinating.

Fu Qinghe has deep feelings for his master, otherwise he would not insist on going to his master's grave to burn paper at this time.

Fu Qinghe has always been merciful to the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

But he is clearly a love-cutting sword, and no one survives when he wields the sword. It seems that he only does this to others, not his own people.

Fakong really didn’t know what to say.

It seems like there's nothing wrong with it, but it's just not very enjoyable to watch.
To be continued...