Seeing that the opportunity to practice had been lost, Ye Wei no longer hid, he picked up the Heavenly Sword and charged into the formation.
With a wave of the sword, the nine iron rods were all broken. The long sticks became short ones, and the power of the stick formation was greatly reduced. The Shaolin monks knew that there was no way to retreat at this moment, and all kinds of attacks came one after another, and Ye Wei spread from all directions.
The power of the fists, feet, claws and palms was even greater than that of the stick array!
It turns out that the Shaolin monks each practice a Shaolin stunt, and when combined with the Luohan demon-conquering formation, the offensive is still like a dragnet. However, this formation focuses on offense and neglects defense, and the demons in the formation often end up very tragic, and the Shaolin disciples will also suffer heavy losses.
Ye Wei was not interested in fighting with them. If he didn't use the magic weapon, there was something wrong with his brain. Ye Wei held the Yitian Sword and used the sword instead of the knife to chop continuously. Relying on the sharpness of the Yitian Sword, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
, unstoppable.
As soon as a Shaolin disciple was about to be captured by his dragon claw hand, Ye Wei chopped off half of his body, including his shoulders and head. Just after he received a punch and a palm in the back, Ye Wei turned around with his sword and flew away two big heads.
There was also a Shaolin disciple who wanted to carry out a suicide attack. One left and one right hugged Ye Wei's thighs. Kongxing saw the opportunity and attacked Ye Wei's crotch. Ye Wei was so angry that he clapped his hands repeatedly, slapping the backs of the two monks.
Kong Xing's dragon claw hand is truly unique in Shaolin. With one claw pull out, Ye Wei felt like an African lion encountering a flat-headed brother. He suddenly felt cold and broke into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, Ye Wei has the magical power to shrink the Yang into the abdomen. Even if he is a flat-headed guy like Kongxing, after he misses the fatal blow, although his courage is worthy of praise, he will only end up being slapped to death by a lion.
In an instant, most of the Shaolin monks were killed or injured.
The golden-haired lion king showed off his power, and the Mingjiao disciples cheered. The Wudang disciples couldn't believe it: "The Arhat's demon-suppressing formation was broken so easily?"
Zhang Sanfeng was the most shocked person. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the extraordinary power of Ye Wei's horizontal attack.
If you were to change someone else, such as Miejie holding the Yitian Sword, once he fell into the Arhat Formation, both sides would be injured, and the probability of breaking the formation and dying would be 50-50.
Of course, if Zhang Sanfeng were to come, he would probably have to rely on the power of the Yitian Sword to defend for several rounds. After observing the flaws, calmly killing a few Shaolin monks and then breaking out of the formation would be a different style.
"Amitabha!" Kong Wen and Kong Zhi suddenly retreated with the remaining four disciples, "Donor, Shaolin has admitted defeat."
"Admit defeat, okay." Ye Wei stared at Kong Wen, "Do you still remember the conditions for admitting defeat?"
"Remember, if the poor monk returns this time, Shaolin will close the mountain." After saying this, Kong Wen thought for a moment and added, "If Na Yuan Zhen is really planning to destroy the Ming sect as the donor said, our temple will definitely expel him.
Door. I hope the donor..."
"Don't worry, you all have expelled him from the school, and the debt between me and him will not be settled on you."
Kong Wen nodded, as if he had aged several dozen years, and ordered his disciples to collect the corpse before leaving.
"Did I let you go?"
"Donor?" Kong Wen looked aggrieved. Kong Zhi was already angry, but was suppressed by Kong Wen.
Ye Wei's face was expressionless: "Yuanzhen is still a member of your Shaolin family. You can't settle the debt for injuring my nephew Wuji like this. You should use Shaolin Nine Yang Kung to make amends."
After Kong Wen heard this, his eyes tightened, and he wanted to slap himself: "Why should I get a commission!"
In this way, the Shaolin Nine-Yang Kung Fu that Zhang Sanfeng had been asking for in the original work unexpectedly came into the hands of Ye Wei.
"Nine Sun Skills (Fragmentary Scrolls) are entered into the system arsenal, and the completeness of Nine Suns Magic Skills (Fragments Scrolls) is improved."
"Zhenzhen Zhang, I have Shaolin Nine Yang Kung and Emei Nine Yang Kung in my hand. Can I exchange it for a view of Wudang Nine Yang Kung in Zhenzhen Zhang's hand?" Ye Wei held two books of Nine Yang Kung (Emei Jiuyang Kung was copied on the way here).
Signal to Zhang Sanfeng.
"Red flowers and white lotus roots, the world's martial arts schools are originally one family. They communicate with each other and learn from each other's strengths. This is how it should be, how it should be, hahaha."
When Zhang Sanfeng saw Ye Wei taking out two sets of Nine Yang Kung, he actually took out Wudang Nine Yang Kung and Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu as a return gift, which made Ye Wei overjoyed.
The three sects of Nine-Yang Kung Fu combined into one were enough to make up 80% of the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu. With Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts wisdom, it was not a problem to complete it. Zhang Wuji was saved, and Zhang Sanfeng was also overjoyed.
"Nine Yang Kung Fu (remnant scroll) is entered into the system arsenal, and the completeness of the Nine Sun Magic Kung Fu (remaining scroll) is improved. Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is entered into the system arsenal."
At this point, Huashan has retreated, Shaolin has been defeated, Kongtong has retreated, and the Kunlun disciples are scattered. Only the Beggar Gang's batons and dragon heads are left guarding a group of disciples in a daze.
"Zhangbang Longtou, don't be in a daze, go back and choose a new gang leader."
"Xie Xun, this hatred"
"It's better to find someone else to avenge this. The leader of a gang was killed by me yelling at him. Do you think it's possible?"
"You mean someone is pretending to be Gang Leader Shi?" After taking a look at the body of "Shi Huolong", Zhangbang Longtou realized that Shi Huolong had been tricked, and quickly saluted Ye Wei, "Lion King, help me get rid of the Beggar Gang."
In serious trouble, repay evil with kindness, the Beggar Clan will bear it in mind! The Beggar Clan cannot seal the mountain, but I hereby guarantee that within twenty years, if the Beggar Clan disciples encounter Mingjiao disciples, they will stay away and there will be no embarrassment!"
After Zhang Bang Longtou finished speaking, he was about to leave with his disciples who were yelled at by Ye Wei, but he saw people from the Shaolin Sect, Kongtong, and Huashan coming back again.
Kong Wen looked very unhappy: "Lion King, why are there people from the Sky Eagle Cult at the foot of the mountain preventing us from leaving?"
"Leader! King Ruyang has led the Tatar army to Wudang Mountain!" Wei Yixiao had already regarded Ye Wei as the leader, but it was a pity that Wei Yixiao's recognition alone was not enough.
"What?" The Shaolin monks still couldn't believe it.
Only then did Wei Yixiao have time to reply to Kong Wen: "Old bald donkey, the Eagle King has been here a long time ago! Youdao's married daughter threw water. He wanted to help his relatives but was too embarrassed to come forward."
But now, after Yin Tianzheng received the message from Wei Yixiao, he had to show up no matter how embarrassed he was.
"What should we do..." The tall and short old men in Huashan started to argue, "The Tatars are violent and murder and arson are common. I'm afraid they want to kill us all and then burn Wudang Mountain to the ground."
"It's all you idiots who insist on getting together! You always think that the fight between good and evil is a big deal, now you understand? In the eyes of the Tatars, we are all Han rebels, there is no difference!"
It was Yin Tianzheng who arrived.
"That's what the Eagle King said!" Yang Xiaoyue stepped out from the crowd, "We are all Han people, so what is the right way or the evil way? The Tatars are cruel, and we, the Han people, all have the responsibility to resist the enemy. At this time, only if we unite as one, can we
Fight with the Tatars."
"Well said! All of us Han people have the responsibility to resist the enemy!" All the gangs present agreed in unison.
Wei Yixiao took the opportunity to propose to Yin Tianzheng: "Eagle King, we are going to elect the Lion King to be the leader of the Ming Cult. We would like to ask you to come back and be the Dharma King. Can you agree?"
The Eagle King looked at Ye Wei, who was standing in the middle of the field and was the center of attention, and fell silent unexpectedly.
Wei Yixiao knew that the other party was showing his affection. If the Eagle King had no intention of returning, he could have replied "None of my business" and remained silent for a long time, obviously thinking about the gain and loss.