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Chapter 63 Sword and Temple Array

After the first battle, all the eminent monks of Shaolin were killed. Taiyuan's attack this time can be said to have broken half of Shaolin's backbone. The death of seven or eight eminent monks of the Kongzi generation was definitely an unbearable loss for Shaolin.

These are the pillars of Shaolin. Even with Shaolin's thousands of years of foundation and many secrets and magical skills, it will take decades to train seven or eight masters of this level. From this, you can imagine that at this moment, empty

I heard how painful it was in my heart.

"The devil's sect thief, Ruosi, Taiyuan, as long as I don't die today, you can't even think of walking down Shaoshi Mountain!"

Kong Wen's face was distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was full of ferocious looks. At this moment, he still had the demeanor of a Shaolin monk, and he was almost turning into a ferocious demon.

"Shaolin monks, protecting the temple and subduing demons, Brohan's formation, killing demons!"

The shrill howl resounded through half of Shaolin, and then a group of Shaolin monks armed with long sticks split open the crowd and came in.

A strong and ferocious momentum soars into the sky. There are 108 monks dispatched by Shaolin this time, which can be used to set up a perfect Arhat formation. Once activated, it will have unpredictable power, which is definitely not ordinary.

An expert can imagine it.

Moreover, these monks also saw the extremely eminent monks who had fallen in Shaolin. Each one of them was so angry that they almost burst into flames. They wished they could kill Taoist Taiyuan right away.

"Devil, suffer death!"

A mighty masculine shout sounded, like a burst of thunder out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, a group of Shaolin monks had surrounded Taiyuan.

The One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation is the strongest force of the Shaolin Arhat Formation. These Shaolin monks are all Shaolin's deep-hidden temple-protecting monks. Each and every one of them has strong blood and pure internal energy. I am afraid they are not the second-rate in the world.

With peak strength, and their tacit understanding of the Arhat Formation, they had a profound understanding of the Arhat Formation. As soon as they took action, the energy and air were immediately connected, and there seemed to be a layer of golden light flowing in the void, combining the power of one hundred and eight people.

A terrifying light shield was formed, covering the space above, below, left, and right of Taiyuan Taoist, and the majestic and heavy pressure rolled down like a mountain.

"Leader, Kong Wen Bald Donkey, you are seeking death!"

Yang Xiao and others had just realized that the arrangement of the Arhat formation had been completed. It must be said that the Shaolin monks' reaction was very fast. They were all caught off guard.

"Call the Five Elements Flags to come and protect us!"

(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) Yin Tianzheng snorted coldly, reached out and took out a message cannon from his arms, and shot up into the sky with a hiss, and a bright firework exploded.

This scene was witnessed by all the heroes present, and all of them were awestruck and horrified.

"No, it seems that the Mingjiao people are not kind. They are sending a signal to ask for help!"

"Everyone should be careful and careful. Don't be careless. I am afraid that the Mingjiao has been well prepared for this trip to Shaolin. The situation is very bad now."

Many veterans have clearly seen that although Mingjiao only had a group of high-level officials in the beginning, as the largest sect in the world today, it is so powerful. Now that they have gone to Shaoshi Mountain, they cannot be unprepared. Now that this signal has come out

, obviously a large group of people from the Ming Cult arrived soon.

"Kong Wen, do you think a mere Arhat formation can deal with me?"

Taiyuan's expression was calm, and even though he was surrounded by a large array of Arhats, he did not show any emotion at all.

"The Arhat Formation is my Shaolin's supreme demon-conquering formation. I am going to conquer you, the devil, today."

Kong Wen sneered and waved his arm, and many monks were ready to take action, but he sat down on the ground, gasping for air. In the battle just now, although Taiyuan did not kill him directly, he was seriously injured.

The sharp sword energy continued to flow through the meridians throughout his body. If it weren't for his fairly good Zen cultivation, he would have screamed again and again.

Many forest warrior monks held Zen staffs and long sticks, shouted and came over to kill them.

The strange wind roared, and in the blink of an eye, there were stick shadows all over the sky, and the fierce and fierce energy bombarded them continuously. Around Taiyuan Taoist, there were terrible stick shadows everywhere, with heavy power, as long as they touched, it would be

Broken tendons and fractures.

What's even more powerful is that the steps of these Arhat monks change, their bodies move, like multiple phantoms, and terrifying spiritual illusions come one after another.

For a moment, Taiyuan only felt that there was a bright golden light in front of him, as if there was a supreme Buddha preaching the scriptures, his tongue was shining like lotus flowers, flowers were falling from the sky, and the buzzing sound was constantly impacting his mind and will.

Under such circumstances, if once the spirit and will were lost, countless stick shadows would attack immediately. Even if Taiyuan was already in the realm of the innate master, he would be beaten into a ball of powder in an instant.

Material spirit, double attack, strange and unpredictable with a demonic power

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The power of nature is the mystery of Shaolin Arhat Formation.

Even though he was already murderous, Taiyuan had to admire it at this time. It was indeed Shaolin's temple-protecting formation. It was really subtle and mysterious, and contained profound Buddhist wisdom.

"The heart of the sword is clear, the mere sound of Buddha dares to confuse the mind of a poor Taoist, the heart of the sword is ruthless, the heart of the Supreme Being, open it to me!"

Taiyuan let out a long roar, and the ruthless sword intent burst out fiercely. Hey, it seemed that an invisible sword that penetrated the sky and the earth emerged. With the sharp edge blooming, the spiritual attack of the Arhat formation was split open by one sword.

Suddenly shattered.

The confrontation at the consciousness level was as fast as lightning, almost transcending the limit of time. Therefore, it is a long story, but in fact, it did not pass in the blink of an eye. The mental attack of the Arhat Formation was broken by Taiyuan with his peerless sword power.

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But it doesn't mean that Taiyuan can surpass the combined strength of one hundred and eight Shaolin monks with one person's mental power. It's just because the Arhat formation, although mysterious, can gather the mental will of everyone to form a terrifying spiritual attack, which is majestic.

It was majestic, but in terms of condensation and tenacity, it was still inferior to Taiyuan's sword intent, so it was broken by him with one blow.

Whispering, the strong wind howled, the air currents rolled, and roared like thunder. The dark shadows of sticks were already coming, layer upon layer, giving a feeling of infinity as far as the eye could see.

Taiyuan broke through the mental attack of the Arhat Formation. Many monks only felt a pain in their heads and a lot of mental damage. However, when they started to attack, they still showed no mercy.

"Arhat conquers the devil!"

With an earth-shattering shout, countless stick shadows crushed down, and Taiyuan's figure was almost submerged in the endless stick shadows. The scene was extremely thrilling.

"The Supreme Sword, the Seven Ruthless Styles!"

Taiyuan's calm and indifferent voice still existed. Facing the infinite stick shadow, his expression remained indifferent. The long sword in his hand trembled, and seven layers of sword energy were immediately torn apart.

The ruthless and indifferent sword intent radiates out, almost freezing the soul. Seven sword strikes in a row, the sword strikes with exquisite precision.

These seven ruthless movements are the essence of Taiyuan's swordsmanship, and they are the strongest means that he has learned from many swordsmanship techniques.

Each sword has dozens of mysterious changes. The sword is bright and green, like a ball of flowers blooming, spreading in all directions.

(End of chapter)

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