Lin Yu was silent for a moment, then he cupped his hands to the monks in front and said, "I have to go back today. After arranging things, I will come back, but before that, I can only offend you all."
Lin Yu stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void, and the broken piece flew back to his hand with a hiss. He shouted deeply, and Taixuan Heart suddenly appeared. The true energy in his hand was activated, and the broken piece in his hand buzzed.
"Stop him." Jinghai's true energy was restrained, and his loose monk robes had bulged. It was obvious that he was ready to fight, and Lin Yu's Taixuan Heart made him even more nervous.
Terrified, he never thought that such great strength could actually appear in a young man.
Because Lin Yu's Taixuanxin was used to the extreme, his strength skyrocketed at this moment.
Jinghai still sat there quietly. Facing Lin Yu's surge in strength, he finally showed a look of surprise. Finally, he faintly uttered two words: "Take it."
The door was knocked open by people from outside, and eighteen monks wearing yellow robes and carrying copper sticks poured in. Their movements were neat, even more neat than well-trained soldiers.
Eighteen copper sticks pointed forward and roared simultaneously.
"I really don't want to explain, but now I still want to explain. My friend's life is threatened. Now I have to save her. Either get out of the way or die." Lin Yu faced this with one person and one sword.
A group of masters who have no intention of giving up.
"Lin, please don't commit suicide, okay?" Monk Hua watched all this with fear.
These eighteen yellow-robed monks are the top monks in Baiyun Temple, and once the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is formed, it will be a heaven-defying existence. He doesn't know how strong Lin Yu is after opening the Taixuan Heart.
Strong, it may be okay to face these eighteen people, but there is also a master of the innate martial arts realm here, and several great monks of the first level of martial arts. If this really breaks out, even if Lin Yu and him are included, it will definitely be impossible.
It's hard to get a good deal.
"Either rush out with me, or you stay here and shut up." Lin Yu said calmly.
"Okay, okay, do you think I've ever been afraid of fighting?" Monk Hua said impatiently, "What's the big deal? We've already caused enough trouble anyway. If you want to fight, I'll accompany you."
Monk Hua took off his cumbersome monk's robe, shouted loudly, and stood next to Lin Yu, facing the eighteen monks in yellow robes.
"Donor Lin, if you break into the formation today, you will be my formidable enemy of Baiyun Temple. You have to think clearly." A monk behind Jinghai said sullenly.
"I have so many enemies." Lin Yu grinned and said, "I don't care if you have one more Baiyun Temple. Haha, your place is called the Buddhist Holy Land in the Imperial Capital? I don't think so. You just arrest people indiscriminately.
Order, do you think you are crabs in the imperial capital? Can you walk sideways?"
"Take it." Jinghai lowered his right hand, and eighteen monks roared at the same time. They jumped up and rushed towards Lin Yu and Monk Hua. The copper sticks in their hands were intertwined, making it airtight.
As soon as Lin Yu fought with the opponent, he knew that the opponent's formation of sticks was dense and mysterious. These stick formations occupied almost all directions. No matter where Lin Yu moved, there were always five or six copper sticks coming to greet him.
If any of these eighteen yellow-robed monks were randomly selected, their strength would be far inferior to that of Lin Yu, but after they formed a stick formation, their strength would increase dramatically.
Three copper sticks came towards him from the front. Lin Yu pointed forward with a broken hand. Tai Xuan's heart kept spinning. The three copper sticks seemed to be stuck to the tip of the sword in his hand. He stepped back and then struck out with his sword.
Lifting it towards the sky, three yellow-robed monks jumped up with his sword. Lin Yu retracted his incomplete right hand and slashed forward with his sword.
Puff puff, the three monks' robes were shattered and they fell out.
The flower monk on the side has no weapons. This guy practices pure Yang Qi. The clothes on his upper body were blown away at some point, exposing his fat body. But with the blessing of Pure Yang Qi, his
The fat body actually has a bronze color, which looks very beautiful.
This guy punched in the east and west, it looked chaotic, but in fact he and Lin Yu cooperated perfectly. Every time he punched, the huge pure Yang zhenqi shook several people away, and then Lin Yu picked him up with a sword.
When they came, several people fell to the ground.
Although they showed mercy to these monks, these monks did not know what was good or bad. They used deadly sticks to try and keep Lin Yu and Monk Hua behind.
However, the strength of the two of them was good and they cooperated well, so half of the eighteen monks fell quickly. However, there were too many monks in the temple, and the battlefield moved from inside the temple to outside the temple, and every day
When one person falls, someone will immediately come up to replace him, so no matter how many people are knocked down, the number of people remains the same.
The incomplete sword in Lin Yu's hand is not messy at all. Every time the sword is struck, someone will be knocked away. His Taixuan Heart has no flaws at all. It is a pity that his cultivation is not enough now and he cannot fully exert it.
Out of Tai Xuan Xin's strength.
Monk Hua's face turned red. Every time he punched, someone would fall down. However, his pure Yang energy was limited, so it became increasingly difficult to hold on.
Suddenly, Monk Hua felt a pain in the back of his heart, and was hit in the back of the heart with a stick. His body froze, and five or six copper sticks immediately came to greet him.
Lin Yu quickly stepped forward, drew out his sword, and raised it fiercely. Five or six monks flew out. He grabbed Monk Hua and said in a deep voice: "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay, hey, these monks are bullying others, taking advantage of the large number of people to bully us with the small number of people." Monk Hua laughed and wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.
The opponent paused their offensive, but a group of people were still surrounding Lin Yu and Monk Hua with copper sticks in their hands. The opponent had a tendency to become more courageous as they fought.
"It's really difficult, Mr. Lin, do you think you have to break out today?" Monk Hua stood up straight and said.
"We have to go out." Lin Yu dragged the broken parts in his hands backwards. He stared at these bronze men and said, "I just didn't expect that these guys are so difficult to deal with."
"It doesn't matter whether they are difficult to deal with or not, as long as you want to go out, I will fight with them." Monk Hua said and shouted. His muscles swelled again at this moment. He clenched his fists and pointed at these people.
Rushed out.
Lin Yu could clearly see that there were some red spots on his skin. Lin Yu knew that this was a phenomenon caused by the overdraft of his pure yang energy. It seemed that Monk Hua could not support it for much longer.
"What are you still doing there? If you don't cooperate with me, I'll screw you up." Hua Monk yelled.