Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 67 Arhat Demon Subduing Formation

"Amitabha, since Mr. Yue is so stubborn and determined to fall into the devil's way, I have no choice but to use the Vajra Demon Subduing Method!"

Fang Zheng's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, but a gleam of light suddenly flashed from the depths of his cloudy eyes, and his voice echoed in front of the hall like a lion's roar.

"Where are the disciples of Luohan Hall?"

At this time, the head monk of the Arhat Hall saw that his senior brother finally agreed, and immediately shouted.

The voice fell.

"The disciple is here!"

One by one, monks from the Arhat Hall, wearing monk robes and holding monk sticks, flew out and approached Xu Qing in an instant.

"Junior sister, step back!" Xu Qing stretched out his hand and pushed Ning Zhongze more than ten feet away.

It was at this moment that hundreds of monks completely surrounded Xu Qing.

These monks are all strong and sturdy, with broad backs and strong arms, and they exude a powerful energy far beyond that of ordinary people.

A total of one hundred and eight people!

They have all mastered Shaolin external skills, and their individual strength can be regarded as second-rate masters in the martial arts world.

Just by standing there, the one hundred and eight second-rate masters could create a majestic aura, and now they were putting up a terrifying formation, which was even more shocking.

"Shaolin One Hundred and Eight Arhats Formation!?"

Ning Zhongze's face changed, his beautiful eyes trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his flawless white forehead under the extremely oppressive aura of this formation.

Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years, and its demon-subduing formation, the One Hundred and Eight Arhats Formation, is well known in the martial arts world.

This formation is extremely terrifying. After being improved and strengthened by many Shaolin monks, the power of the formation has become more and more astonishing.

It is rumored that the former leader of the Demon Cult, Ren Woxing, also suffered a great loss in this formation.

In the entire martial arts world, no one has ever been heard of anyone who can successfully break this formation.

"Fang Zheng, you actually want to use this formation against my senior brother. Do you really think he's a demon and want to suppress him?!"

Ning Zhongze's eyes were as sharp as torches as he looked at Fang Zheng, the old monk who seemed to be in a trance, and asked coldly.

Until now, she no longer even calls the master by his respectful title, but simply calls him by his Dharma name!

"Don't worry, Miss Ning, our Shaolin will not harm Mr. Yue's life."

Fang Zheng was as calm as water and said calmly, "Given that Mr. Yue has a deep demonic nature, this formation will only suppress his demonic nature."

"Suppress the evil nature?! What do you mean by that?!" Ning Zhongze's eyes narrowed slightly.

"All evil spirits originate from Mr. Yue's martial arts. Once Mr. Yue's martial arts are abolished, the evil spirits will only be suppressed.

Then, come back to my temple's Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, and I will personally use the Dharma to completely eliminate Mr. Yue's evil nature until he becomes a good person again."

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together, looking like a good man who was thinking about Ning Zhongze, and explained the specific operations of suppressing the evil in a light-hearted manner.

"What!? Destroy my senior brother's martial arts!?" Ning Zhongze was shocked and his face turned pale.

Destroying senior brother's martial arts is even more cruel than killing him!
At this moment, Ning Zhongze finally realized the viciousness of these so-called kind monks.

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous!"

Xu Qing, who was surrounded by 108 monks, couldn't help laughing when he heard Fang Zheng's words.

He said sarcastically, "What do you mean by suppressing evil nature and making people good? You old bald donkey, you sound so high-sounding.

After all, you are just afraid that my Huashan Sect will become more powerful and endanger your Shaolin Temple's martial arts status!"

"Mr. Yue seems to be unconscious and has started talking nonsense."

A fierce look flashed in Fang Zheng's eyes and he shook his head slightly.

"All disciples of the Arhat Hall, activate the 108 Arhat formation and defeat the demon!"

As Fang Zheng's loud voice fell, the 108 monks shouted in unison: "Yes!" Just this shout was like thunder, and the sound waves were so shocking that it could rupture a person's eardrums.

But Xu Qing, who was in the center, was not affected by this. His true qi protected his body and could block most of the sound waves.

When one's control over one's body reaches a very deep level, the impact of these noises can be reduced.

Therefore, he remained unharmed, his expression calm as he glanced at the surrounding monks:

"This formation is unbreakable by anyone in the world. I want to see what's so terrifying about it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his foot violently, and a terrifying force burst out. He rushed towards the nearest monk like a wild beast.

As Xu Qing moved, the 108 monks around him also took action. The wooden sticks in their hands, infused with true energy and the amazing power gained from their external skills, chopped down towards Xu Qing.

One hundred and eight stick shadows fell swiftly, and the speed and strength of all the monks maintained an extremely precise unity. Their movements seemed to be like that of one person, with perfect tacit understanding!
Xu Qing's eyes flickered, and his momentum to attack was suddenly blocked by the overwhelming force of the stick.

The various stick shadows were packed with immense force, even blowing up the surrounding airflow, filled with a powerful suppressive force.

Xu Qing did not choose to resist this combined attack.

One hundred and eight powerful blows from the sticks would probably injure him even if he had skin of steel and bones of iron if he tried to resist them.

The protective Qi is also unable to fully withstand the combined power of all these huge forces.

The Shaolin Arhat Formation was indeed incredibly powerful. Xu Qing's figure flashed, his fists swung, and he unleashed astonishing fist strength and true energy, but it had no effect at all.

You have to know that the power of these punches is so strong that even the top masters in the martial arts world cannot withstand it and die on the spot.

But in this Arhat formation, all kinds of strength seemed to enter a huge millstone, instantly wiping out Xu Qing's strength.

"Brother!"

Ning Zhongze saw this scene, his eyes full of worry. The Shaolin 108 Arhats Formation was too powerful.

She was not in the formation, but just outside it, she could feel its astonishing and terrifying suppressive force.

If you want to suppress her, I'm afraid she will be suppressed in an instant, without much time.

Although her senior brother is stronger than her and has reached the top of the martial arts world, even Uncle Feng boasts that he will be defeated by her senior brother in a life-and-death battle.

But the Shaolin 108 Arhats formation is truly terrifying, and the terrifying number of second-rate masters alone makes it extremely difficult to deal with.

What's more, these 108 people can cooperate seamlessly and set up an exquisite formation with great tacit understanding.

This formation contains terrifying methods of trapping, suppressing, attacking and killing. Countless martial arts heroes have been defeated by this formation.

It was hard for Ning Zhongze not to worry about this.

"Mr. Yue, it's not too late to turn back now. Surrender and you can avoid a lot of suffering."

At this time, Fang Zheng spoke lightly, as if he was sure of defeating Xu Qing.

"Oh, do you think your Shaolin is sure to win? A mere formation can't stop me!"

Xu Qing's punching power was amazing. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling continuously as he punched, and his momentum was getting higher and higher.

His black hair was flying high, and his Taoist robe fluttered like a brocade flag in the surging airflow. His eyes were cold, and his expression never showed any panic or anxiety, only calmness.

"Stubborn and rebellious, Brother Abbot, do not speak any more to this demon, just suppress it forcefully!"

Upon hearing this, the head monk of the Arhat Hall, a monk of the Fang generation, was filled with anger and shouted:

"All Arhats, attack with all your might! I want to see how long this demon can hold out!"

"Yes!"

All the Arhat Hall disciples responded one after another, and the Arhat Demon Subduing Formation changed again, with the attacking force becoming even more ferocious.

All the monks looked like they were going to beat Xu Qing to death with sticks, and the formation was even more ferocious!
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