The afterglow of autumn flows among the towers, and the towers cannot cover up the sword pillar that reaches the sky.
Its Buddha's light diffused between the towers, and Ye Chen and others were able to detect its eighteen powerful auras.
"Just destroy this sword pillar!" Yan Chen said coldly, his eyes sweeping over Ye Chen, Jiaozi and others.
Seeing that neither party made any move to destroy the sword pillar, Yanchen snorted slightly, stepped out, and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sword pillar.
The golden Buddha light flashed, and eighteen figures emerged from the towers instantly like lightning, bringing with them strong winds and attacking the smoke.
His face changed slightly, Yan Chen's figure stopped in vain, he swung out the sword in his hand, and struck the sword into the void, landing on the blazing Buddha's light with incomparable accuracy.
Bang bang! A dull sound sounded, and the figure that had just stopped in the smoke suddenly took a few steps back and fell back to its original position.
Whoosh! Eighteen figures once again disappeared into the surrounding towers, with only the golden Buddha light filling them.
"Eighteen Arhats!" Ye Chen murmured, his eyes sweeping between the towers. In just a moment, he could clearly feel the strength of the eighteen Arhats, which was comparable to the martial arts realm.
"Eighteen Arhats form the Arhat Formation. Even a second-level martial artist who falls into it is in danger of falling!" the life and death dragon whispered.
This point was explained by the dragon of life and death before Ye Chen and others entered the sword tomb.
The proud man closed his eyes slightly and walked forward slowly.
The moment he took a few steps, the diffuse golden light circulated again, and eighteen figures appeared again, flying past.
Eighteen completely different wills pulled the proud man's body like chains, and at the same time, eighteen vast and incomparable forces swept in.
The figure stopped, Jiao Zi opened his eyes, looked at the passing Buddha's light with a calm expression, and said calmly: "The formation of the Eighteen Arhats has also been recorded in Jinmen!"
The sword energy flowed out from the tip of Jiaozi's five fingers like a whirlwind. Jiaozi clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched the golden Buddha light that came from him: "To get rid of this trap, the most important thing is to focus on breaking it with one force."
All methods!"
Bang! The body shot out, and the pride's fist came with a bang. The churning sword energy tore apart the diffuse Buddha light, and a golden figure emerged in front of the pride.
Ignoring the so-called Arhat Formation, Jiaozi chose the most direct method to break through the formation with force.
Bang! In an instant, the pride's fist suddenly landed on the golden figure, and its roar resounded. The Buddha's light around the golden figure became slightly dim, and the figure fell backwards.
However, none of its dozens of vast energies fell on the pride.
The vast energy tore apart the space, and the space surged turbulently. The proud man withstood the impact of these energies, and his figure was only slightly silent.
The moment the cracks in space spread, the proud figure appeared on top of another golden figure with a scoff, and its fist filled with sharp sword energy crashed onto it again.
Bang! This golden figure also retreated. At the same time, the offensive of the other Arhats fell on the proud man again.
A layer of flaming armor spread out from Jiaozi's body, and Jiaozi was torn together with the eighteen Arhats, and bursts of loud roars could be heard.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen nodded secretly, "Compared to the physical strength of the Holy Son's six-path body, his physical strength is even stronger!"
It's a head-on approach. This most direct method will undoubtedly impact the body at all times. If the body is not strong enough, it will only fall.
Lonely Emperor and others glanced at Ye Chen without trace. That guy's body was also quite powerful, but of the two, whose body strength was more terrifying?
It wasn't until a moment later that the proud man stepped back and stood back up calmly. His clothes were the same as before, without a single wrinkle.
The eighteen golden figures looked extremely dim, falling scattered around the tower, and finally turned into light spots and shattered.
"Is the formation broken?" The Lonely Emperor frowned slightly and looked at the proud man with a solemn gaze. This man's cultivation was even more terrifying than that of the Blood Prison Emperor, and even as good as his own father.
"Not broken!" Shanquan whispered: "This so-called Arhat formation is divided into two formations: the inner and outer formations. The one this person broke was the outer formation. If the outer formation has been broken, then there is still the inner formation!"
Whoosh! The red leaves are fluttering in the wind, and their eighteen strong breaths emerge again in the tower. The spiritual energy from the Tomb of the Buddha's Samsara Sword condenses towards the top of the tower. The tower shows that the carved picture is immediately
Become lifelike and vivid.
The sunset dyed the entire void of the Buddha's Reincarnation Sword Tomb red, and red fire clouds hovered above the sword pillars.
Among the towers standing below it, the bright Buddha's light spread out from the towers, and in the lifelike picture, one after another figures came out.
The breath of vicissitudes of life rushed towards them, these people seemed to have walked out of ancient time and space. The eighteen figures were also filled with bright Buddha light, just like the previous Arhats.
However, compared to the aura that permeated the bodies of the previous Arhats, there was more of a chilling aura in these Arhats.
The Buddha's light filled the air, and his chanting voice echoed in vain across the nine heavens. Eight boundless wills surged toward Ye Chen and others like a tide, breaking the surging space turbulence and setting off waves of space waves.
The waves surged and the aftermath spread. Martial arts wills also appeared on Master Su and others, resisting the impact of these eighteen wills.
The proud man looked at the eighteen figures with a dull look and said calmly: "I have broken the outer formation. As for the inner formation, I will leave it to you. After all, you also want to enter the fifth floor of the Sword Tomb, don't you?"
Having said this, the proud man's eyes fell on Ye Chen. This so-called Arhat Formation was left directly to the Fifth Generation. Fifth Generation, how much has your strength improved in the past few months?
With his eyes slightly closed, Jiaozi walked to both sides and sat on the red leaves on the ground with a leisurely expression, no longer paying attention to the so-called Arhat Formation.
"This guy?" Ye Chen shrugged helplessly. He knew that the proud man was using this to test his own strength.
With his eyes slightly raised, Ye Chen stared at the golden Buddha light and eighteen figures in front of him, and had to admit that this was indeed a huge challenge for him.
The eighteen arhats were comparable to those in the martial arts realm. Although these arhats did not use magical powers and only barely used their will and some simple moves, their formations were still terrifying.
Ye Chen moved his muscles and bones a little, and the crackling sound echoed out. At the same time, his incomparably thick true energy surged out of Ye Chen's body, filling the air with pressure.
"Five generations!" Seeing that Ye Chen wanted to break the Arhat Formation alone, Xianxu tried to dissuade him. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the horror of this formation.
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion!"
Having said this, Ye Chen turned around, smiled calmly, and signaled to Mu Chen and others that they didn't need it.
"As he said, this Arhat Formation is the formation of this sect. As the leader of this sect, how can I stop here!" Ye Chen's figure became slightly silent, and then he immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the towers.
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Hiss! The flame of reincarnation surged out of Ye Chen's body like a tide, and also transformed into a piece of armor.
At the same time, a little strong wind was swirling around Ye Chen, and thunder was flowing on Ye Chen's fingertips. Ye Chen stared at the eighteen figures in front of him, with a trace of expectation flashing in his eyes: "Those who have gone through the rules of killing
Baptism, what kind of strength has my body reached!" Whoosh, wherever Ye Chen steps, the void must be shattered. At the same time, Ye Chen's figure emerges from the broken void, and he punches the same
Falling towards a golden figure among them.
The majestic momentum rushed down. Before the fist came, its terrifying Moon God's will was flowing in it. The thunder was beating, involving the turbulent flow in the surrounding space. The violent force of the turbulent flow was integrated into Ye Chen's punch.
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The physical power all over his body exploded, and its strength was extremely terrifying, even no less than ordinary magical power.
The thunder tore apart the roiling Buddha light all around, and the fist suddenly fell on the Arhat in front of him. The Arhat also reacted very quickly, and his fist filled with Buddha light came forward, bringing with it a bone-chilling killing aura.
There was a chill in the dark eyes, and Ye Chen snorted coldly. He removed the will of the Moon God and only used the power of his body to receive the next punch.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, its two figures finally met in the void, and their loud explosions echoed.
The Buddha's light dimmed, and the Arhat's figure was like a kite with broken strings, falling feebly towards the back. The white clothes made a sound, and Ye Chen's figure stood in the void, motionless, and the flames of reincarnation billowed and disappeared.
The strength spreading on the arm.
There was inexplicable heat in the eyes of the life and death dragon, and he clenched his right hand tightly, just like Ye Chen had done before, and punched out loudly, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.
"Grandma, my body, which I have practiced for hundreds of years, is not as strong as others!" The life and death dragon was a little decadent, staring straight at the figure in white clothes Shengxue.
After his body stopped, Ye Chen immediately turned around and punched out his right fist again. At the same time, seventeen waves of majestic energy came crashing in, drowning Ye Chen's figure.
The eighteen Arhats are one body, and as long as they attack one of them, they will be besieged by the seventeen Arhats.
The gathering of this majestic energy is enough to destroy the world, but it is insignificant to Ye Chen. His physical strength can withstand the impact of these majestic energies.
The majestic pressure soared into the sky. Ye Chen faced the majestic energy and faced it with a punch!
The figure flew out like a rainbow and shot directly at the second Arhat. In an instant, seventeen majestic energy shattered at an astonishing speed, all the way up against the sky, and a stream of energy dissipated in Ye Chen's fist.
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Letting the majestic energy impact his body, Ye Chen shouted coldly, passing dozens of feet, and his fist suddenly landed on the second Arhat again.
Bang! Another figure fell backwards like a kite with broken strings. This scene shocked everyone present. Even the proud man opened his eyes again... To be continued