The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 88

The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures of Shaolin, as the gatekeepers of the thousand-year-old martial arts faction, have their own reasons.

At this time, the bronze figure of the Eighteen Arhats, the bronze skin of the whole body shone with a metallic luster, full of strong strength and fiery masculinity.

Eighteen Arhat bronze figures, divided into eighteen directions, surrounded Xu Zifan at the center.

brush!brush!brush!
The three figures were like lightning flashes, and they quickly retreated. It was Zuo Lengchan, the Dragon Claw God Monk, and the Crazy Blade Evil Monk.

They withdrew, leaving the venue for the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures.

At this time, the three of them were all sweating profusely, staring at the figure wrapped in purple mist in the center of the field, their expressions solemn, and their eyes were full of fear and horror.

The three of them have already reached a peerless realm, and they are the top masters in the world today.

But it is such a master, and the three of them are working together, and they can't get the slightest advantage in Xu Zifan's hands, and they haven't even tried the ceiling of the opponent's skill.

At this time, the three of them looked at Xu Zifan in the arena with mixed feelings and deeply felt the strength of each other, which can only be described with the words "unfathomable". After realizing the feeling of powerlessness, they just fought, and the opponent definitely kept their hands, otherwise the three of them would not have retreated.

At this moment, the three of them had heavy hearts and gloomy faces. Even thinking of the age difference between the two sides, they felt disheartened, and their expressions were desolate, as if they had aged for more than ten years in an instant. already?They all sighed in their hearts, how could there be such a monster in the world?
Rumble!
The fierce confrontation began again. At this time, the Eighteen Arhat bronze figures, who had been famous all over the world for thousands of years, were shooting.

The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures present are all masters of masters, and each of them is very old. They are the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures of the previous generation of the Shaolin Temple of the thousand-year-old school. It is a first-class peak master, and there are even two or three people, who have reached the realm of peerless masters.

According to legend, the eighteen arhats, arranged in a specific formation, can exert a power far exceeding the sum of the strengths of the 18 people.

This is a bit terrifying. At this time, the eighteen bronze figures of the Arhat are singled out, and the martial arts are not under the crowd of heroes present.

And what about the sum of the powers of the eighteen arhats?Who can compete, let alone, if they are hostile, this formation can exert a formidable power far exceeding the sum of the skills of the eighteen arhats and bronze figurines.For thousands of years, he has been the guardian god of Shaolin, there must be a reason, and everything has been explained.

Throughout the dynasties, for thousands of years, the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures have left endless legends in the world, not only in the martial arts, but also involving the folk and the court and the public. Few people do not know the prestige of the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures.

"Ho!"

Shengzhen Gaotian, the eighteen Arhat bronze figures began to act at this moment, all of them are masters, their movements are as fast as thunder, and they run like flying.

At this time, the eighteen arhats, each holding a wrought iron rod with a length of [-] feet, were like shuttles, interspersed with each other, and the speed was as fast as lightning. From the outside, it looked like a group of bronze-colored whirlwinds revolving around Xu Zifan with great momentum. , majestic.

The purple mist was surging, mysterious and noble. Xu Zifan was enveloped in purple mist, looking a little hazy and mysterious.

At this time, the purple flowers in his eyes were faint, and his eyes shot out the purple awns that were about a foot long. In learning, it turns into his own martial arts accumulation and enhances his martial arts heritage.

The bronze-colored whirlwind turned endlessly at this time, as if it had turned into a bronze-colored circular wall, which was indestructible and trapped Xu Zifan in it.

Rumble!
The earth trembled, the ground began to shake, and an astonishing energy aura was rising, and it came out mighty, with endless coercion.

At this moment, the heroes watching the battle were all shocked and trembling in their hearts. In their perception, it seemed that there was a god and Buddha in the field, with immeasurable divine power, endless majesty, and shocking momentum.

In addition, outside the arena, there are three peerless masters, Zuo Lengchan, Dragon Claw God Monk, and Mad Saber Evil Monk, who are eyeing the battle.

"How to deal with this?" Someone asked in surprise.

"As expected of a thousand-year-old formation, it's really powerful, it can subdue demons!" Crane Hand Lu Bai said with a smile, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.

"That's not necessarily the case. Huashan sword and demon magic is unparalleled in the world, and maybe it can create another miracle!" At this time, someone in the group retorted.

Although Xu Zifan is on the opposite side of the crowd at the moment, his martial arts are unfathomable, and many people secretly admire him.

Why are there so many masters in the Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old school?Why come now?

Everyone is a first-class expert, and they are all well-known figures in the arena. No one is a fool, and they already have guesses in their hearts.

Combined with the current martial arts situation, the Demon Cult is the dominant one, and Wudang and Shaolin, as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, have not raised the banner to confront them, which has explained a lot of problems.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. People are unpredictable. The complexity of this river and lake is far beyond what everyone sees on the surface.

The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Bronze Human Formation was in operation at this moment, enclosing Xu Zifan in the center like a copper wall.

"boom!"

At this moment, a wrought iron rod, about [-] feet long, surrounded by golden light, carrying a terrifying energy aura, shot out from the copper wall and iron wall, with extremely fast speed, immeasurable power, unstoppable, with the potential to destroy mountains and mountains. Hit Xu Zifan.

"when!"

There was a sound of metal striking, and sparks splashed, but it was Xu Zifan's long sword that blocked the wrought iron rod.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Immediately afterwards, countless wrought iron rods shrouded in golden light attacked, all of them with great strength and astonishing speed, with the sound of howling wind, killing Xu Zifan.

when!when!when……

Followed by a series of metal clashing sounds, as well as pieces of sparks splashing, like iron, at this time, the energy in the field is violent, the ground is shaking, flying sand and rocks, and smoke billows.

Xu Zifan was enveloped in purple mist, and the purple mist spread out, covering a radius of ten meters, protecting Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan and others, and holding a long sword, his body was like floating light, and his speed was as fast as lightning. Blocked all incoming wrought iron rods.

"What kind of magic weapon is the sword in the hands of the Huashan Sword Demon? How can it block the attacks of so many blunt weapons and still not be broken?"

(End of this chapter)