Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

The eighteen monks moved quickly.

Alternate positions.

Apparition.

Fake goods are mixed with real goods.

Just the evolution of the eighteen monks' body movements and formations.

It can completely defeat 99% of the formations in the world.

Just one breath.

The Arhat Formation imprisoned Dongfang Bubai in the middle.

"good."

Feel the pressure clearly.

Dongfang Bubai was not nervous at all, but smiled instead.

It was the kind of smile that brings sweet relief after a long drought.

"Exorcism!"

As soon as the order from the head of Dharma Academy came out.

The shadow of the stick is already falling.

Eighteen Shaolin monks.

Eighteen martial arts masters.

There were six people attacking each time.

Then the six people around them were the next wave.

The remaining six people were the third wave.

And at this time.

The monks who attacked in the first wave have adjusted their rhythm and launched a new offensive.

so cycle.

Endless.

Even a master with profound skills would be exhausted to death.

Chapter 072: Loser's Certificate

Facing the Shaolin Arhat Formation's fierce and endless attack like a tidal wave.

The red figure of Dongfang Bubai moved.

As fast as a ghost on earth.

It is hard to believe that there are such body skills in the world.

Please unsheathe the magic sword again.

Only the sword shadow is seen, and its trajectory is difficult to trace.

It was incredible how fast Dongfang Bubai attacked.

In this split second, he actually launched eleven sword strikes.

He broke through two waves of attacks from the Shaolin Arhat Formation.

I don’t know what materials the sticks used by Shaolin monks are made of.

The Demon-Seeking Sword could not be broken in one strike.

"Arhat!"

The head of the Dharma Academy roared.

The chief abbot and the two deputy abbots of the Arhat Hall made changes almost instinctively.

The stick technique that evolved from Luohan Fist is exclusive to Luohan Hall.

The two co-pilots broke the surface with a single point.

The leader was shouting and dancing wildly.

A long stick hit him on the head.

But Dongfang Bubai drew his sword out like lightning.

The sword body knocked away the shadow of the stick.

The sideways stick shadow also collided with the rolling body of his companion.

Under one sword.

Three sticks were broken.

It also created a small gap in the Arhat Formation.

"Big Manjusri!"

The head of the Dharma Academy roared again.

He was referring to the Great Manjushri Staff Method.

The stick and the cane are from the same family.

When you practice to the extreme, there is almost no difference.

Facing this stronger enemy than he had ever seen in his life.

The three leaders also used the strongest martial arts in their lives.

dislocation.

Move around.

Quick sword.

Dongfang Bubai seemed to be at ease in his performance.

No matter how exquisite the martial arts are.

It will only be effective if you hit the target.

Otherwise, nothing will happen.

Concentrate on observing the prescription, symptoms, heart lake, and heart eyebrows.

He wanted to find the flaws in Dongfang Bubai's body and swordsmanship.

I never thought that Dongfang Bubai was still flawless even under extreme restraint.

"That's all."

Dongfang Bubai suddenly spoke.

When Fang Zheng and others shouted that something was wrong.

Everyone felt as if something flashed before their eyes.

It seemed as if Dongfang Bubai's body moved.

then……

The Arhat formation came to an abrupt halt.

"Junior brother!"

"First seat!"

"my eyes!"

Accompanied by a few cries of grief.

One chief seat and two vice-chief seats collapsed to the ground.

An embroidery needle appeared between their eyebrows at the same time.

The abbots of Yaowang Hall and Nagarjuna Hall covered their eyes in pain.

The three abbots, the abbot of the Bodhidharma Hall, the abbot of the Arhat Hall, and the abbot of the Prajna Hall, all had an embroidery needle stuck in their robes on their chests.

The key is.

Their movements are very consistent:

Protect the eyebrows and eyes.

"Your robes are indeed special."

Dongfang Bubai smiled evilly.

Shaolin Temple has truly studied Dongfang Bubai's acupuncture techniques.

A special cassock that can resist flying needles was also passed on.

Rao is so.

Three people still died.

Two people were disabled.

"My fellow junior brothers!"

"Change formation! Just protect your head!"

The head monk of Dharma Academy not only threw away the stick in his hand.

His position moved directly forward.

A stern look on his face.

It's like self-sacrifice.

"The Bronze Man Formation?"

"Your robes do have a bit of the bronze figure feel to them."

Dongfang Bubai smiled.

Laughing at Shaolin's careful planning, it was all in vain.

It is futile to laugh at the heroes of the world who are tearing each other apart.

"not good!"

"Come on!"

Master Fang Zheng understood Dongfang Bubai's smile at this moment.

He had murderous intentions.

The real killing is about to begin.

The cassock filled with true energy came roaring.

For a moment, the light that covered the scorching sun also blocked Dongfang Bubai's vision.

same time.

The great Skanda pestle also came whistling from the left.

This is a unique skill that Prajna Hall has been specializing in, and no one has been able to practice it to the sixth level for many years.

Hundreds of years ago.

A Shaolin monk used this unique skill to withstand the dozens of unique skills used by an old devil named Murong to conceal his identity.

Although this Shaolin monk eventually died tragically under the [Star Shifting] technique that the other party had practiced for decades.

But the horror of the Great Vajra Pestle can be seen from this.

the other side.

The Prajna Palm of the head of the Prajna Hall came slamming down.