Heavens Unlimited Play

Chapter 16

Monk Xinmei wanted to use formations to trap Xia Wuji.

It has to be said that his calculation was very good.

After a fierce battle, Xia Wuji consumed a lot of physical and internal energy, and could not recover for a short time, but the monks were at their peak.

There are two ways to win and lose.

What's more, this Arhat formation is originally biased towards defense.

In addition, according to what the monk Xinmei said, even if the ghost-faced boy is captured, he will not take his life, but let him take refuge in my Buddha.

Then if the ghost-faced boy can break the Arhat formation, he will naturally not kill the Shaolin monks.

Of course, the ghost-faced boy is still just a child.When you first come out of the arena, you don't necessarily understand these rules.

But the arrogance of the ghost-faced boy surpassed Monk Xinmei's imagination.

Without moving your body, you don't even need to pull out your sword to break the Arhat formation in Shaolin Temple?
This is simply talking bible.

Monk Xinmei frowned slightly, he didn't understand what kind of medicine Xia Wuji was selling: "If the benefactor is really like this, then the old monk is willing to bow down and beat and kill at will, just listen to it."

Xia Wuji chuckled and said, "I'm just a child less than ten years old. Fighting and killing is too far away for me. I just want a happy family and a happy childhood."

Monk Xinmei was speechless for a while, fighting and killing is too far for you?
Instead, look at the corpses in this room talking.

Xia Wuji walked slowly, looking for flaws in the formation.

But as soon as he moved, the monks in Shaolin suddenly began to turn like clouds and flowing water, and the five of them circled around Xia Wuji non-stop.

Xia Wuji's footsteps stopped, and the Shaolin monks also stopped immediately.

These Shaolin monks not only have profound skills, but also cooperate seamlessly.

If you forcefully break the formation, you will face four Shaolin masters at the same time, and you will inevitably lose.

If you want to use lightness kung fu, you will inevitably expose your emptiness.

Sweeping the prayer beads of the monk Xinmei, the two legs are considered useless.

Shaolin is where the Shaolin Temple has ruled the world for hundreds of years, and it really is extraordinary.

This Arhat Formation was also formed after thousands of hammers and hundreds of tests.No matter any master wants to break the formation, it will take a lot of effort.

After a dozen or so breaths, Monk Xinmei saw Xia Wuji's leisurely look, and he couldn't hold back: "Does the benefactor want to catch him without a fight?"

Xia Wuji smiled and said, "I don't want to."

Master Xinmei said: "If you don't want to capture it, why don't you break the formation?"

Xia Wuji laughed and said, "I'm breaking the formation."

"Oh, why didn't the old monk see it?"

"My method of breaking the formation is only eight words!"

"Eight characters?"

"Braking with stillness, waiting for work with ease."

Xia Wuji smiled and said: "This formation is indeed extraordinary, with almost no flaws. But it is people who make up the formation. You can't keep at your peak state all the time. Once you are slack and tired, I will break the formation. when."

Master Xinmei couldn't help but sink in his heart.

Although the ghost-faced boy said "do not move, you don't even need to draw your sword, you can break this formation", but who knows if he will abide by the rules, and this man's martial arts are extraordinary, he is ruthless, and he may kill someone with just one move.

Therefore, the monks who form the formation need to be vigilant at all times to raise their spirits to their peak state.

But this is a huge consumption for all monks.

The longer the delay, the smaller the odds.

Master Xinmei frowned, thinking whether to act first.

But once he took the initiative to make a move, the Arhat Formation would show its flaws, and it would no longer be seamless.

Just when he was thinking about the pros and cons, an ethereal voice came: "Master Xinmei, instead of being hesitant, it's better for me to strike first and catch him unprepared."

Master Xinmei glanced, and the person who transmitted the sound was Mr. Tiedi.He couldn't help but feel happy, Mr. Tie Di's martial arts is unquestionable, if he breaks the game, it may be a surprise.

"Then please Mr. Iron Flute." Monk Xinmei said via voice transmission.

"I'll spare the ghost-faced boy and attack secretly. Master Xinmei, you should first attract his attention." Mr. Iron Flute said via voice transmission.

"it is good."

After Monk Xinmei and Mr. Tie Di secretly made a plan, they acted separately.

"So that's how it is. The benefactor really has extraordinary wisdom. The old monk still has something to explain, please clarify." Monk Xinmei said to Xia Wuji with a smile.

"Tell me."

On the other side, Mr. Tie Di quietly walked behind Xia Wuji.

His breath was completely restrained, and he didn't dare to reveal it at all. The distance of ten steps was like a moat, and every step was thrilling, for fear of being discovered by Xia Wuji.

Finally, Mr. Tie Di came to the blind corner behind Xia Wuji.

Monk Xinmei's face was calm, but there was joy in his eyes.

"Monk, what nonsense are you talking to me about?" Xia Wuji's mind moved, and he suddenly realized something was wrong: "Huh? Where did the iron flute go?"

He became alert, turned his body, and saw Mr. Iron Flute.

"Go!"

Seeing the plan revealed, Monk Xinmei didn't hesitate any more, he fought with Chunlei with his tongue, waved his robe sleeves, and spread out his big hands, holding a beam of unparalleled strength, covering a radius of Zhang Xu, covering Xia Wuji's whole body.

The four monks shouted loudly at the same time.

One holds flowers and worships Buddha, one forms a magic seal, one punches out a dragon, and the other holds Prajna.

The arhat formation formed by these four Shaolin masters strikes at the same time, transforming harmoniously, the power is unimaginable.

choke!
When there was no time left, Mr. Tie Di fluttered like the wind, a brilliance flashed in his palm, and the iron flute in his hand was drawn like a streamer, and the sharp edge pierced the air.

A large formation formed by four Shaolin monks to subdue demons.

The raid of two top masters.

Faced with this situation, any master in the world would probably lose face.

Xia Wuji was not moved at all, he didn't even show the slightest expression, as if he didn't take these digital masters seriously.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
After several muffled sounds, the entire lobby fell silent.

The battle is over.

Monk Xinmei fell to the ground, a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his breath was weak, his eyes were wide open, and he refused to believe what just happened.

The other four monks were even more unbearable, and they collapsed directly to the ground, with blood flowing out of the corners of their mouths as well, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Mr. Iron Flute half knelt on the ground.

But he was not injured, and with a respectful expression on his face, he respectfully said: "Lei Tang Iron Flute, pay homage to the leader."

Xia Wuji nodded and said with a smile, "That's right, you did a great job today, it's a great credit."

Mr. Tie Di showed excitement and said, "Thank you, Master."

Xia Wuji looked at Monk Xinmei again, and said with a smile, "Monk, you lost."

Monk Xinmei's mouth twitched, and after a while, he let out a sigh of relief: "The old monk never thought that Mr. Iron Flute is actually your man."

Yes, Mr. Iron Flute is Xia Wuji's subordinate.

As early as half a month ago, Mr. Tie Di met Xia Wuji and wanted to snatch the golden silk armor.

As for the result, it is self-evident.

In order to survive, Mr. Tiedi also joined the "Tianxinhui".

In fact, not only Mr. Tiedi, but also several members of the Tianxin Society among the masters present today.

As long as Xia Wuji is willing, he can bloodbath the entire Xingyun Manor without doing it himself.

(End of this chapter)