Armor: I became Li Xinnan

Chapter 237
Hearing Shaolin abbot's words, Xin Nan snorted and smiled: "A bunch of hypocrites, the hypocrisy is disgusting.

Not killing people, but using more vicious methods than killing people.

But Fang Sheng said angrily at this moment: "Devil, how dare you speak wild words!

One hundred and eight monks, what are you waiting for, quickly abolish the martial arts of this devil, and then hand it over to my Buddha to purify his sins. "

One hundred and eight monks said in unison: "Yes!"

This thunderous loud shout, one hundred and eight monks shouted in unison, shaking the fallen leaves and dust in the square trembling.

At this moment, outside the Shaolin Temple, there are martial arts figures from all walks of life hiding in the mountains. Xin Nan's journey has already stirred the hearts of people all over the world, and almost all the people in the martial arts are focusing on him.

Moreover, Xinan's reputation is full of viciousness at this time, and after those few fights, his vicious reputation is illustrious.

And this trip to Shaolin, everyone is waiting for how Shaolin will deal with it.

Sure enough, the battle is imminent!
On the square in the temple.

One hundred and eight monks received the order, without further delay, one hundred and eight shadows of sticks swept from all directions, almost impenetrable, carrying a desperately intensive offensive.

Seeing this, Fang Sheng sneered and said: "No matter how powerful your boxing and sword are, you are only a one-man enemy. How can you be fierce under the siege of one hundred and eight disciples in my temple?"

The Luohan formation in Shaolin Temple is not only powerful in numbers, but also in coordination.

Arhat formation, since it is called formation, naturally has the mystery of formation changes.

These one hundred and eight people did not practice other martial arts in the temple, they only practiced the martial arts of subduing magic sticks. Not only that, their walking, sitting and lying down have been cultivated for a long time, and they have reached a terrifying level. The degree of consistency, and even the degree of tacit understanding among these one hundred and eight people is unmatched.

Such a large formation seems to have shed the appearance of the [-] people, revived, and became an unprecedented single terrifying master who gathered the power of [-] monks.

Whenever a monk has a crisis, other monks will cooperate closely to resolve it.

Although each of these monks is no more than a second-rate master, but with a total of [-] people, their power has undergone a terrifying geometric increase under the seamless cooperation.

Even if the world's top masters encounter this formation, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous than good!
"Interesting, then let me break your arhat formation that no one has been able to break for a thousand years!"

Clang!
Immediately, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed overwhelmed everything!
The yellow light of the sword glowed so brightly that all the Shaolin monks who came to attack were blinded at the same time, and then the sword light like the sun bloomed in the field!
Even Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng and the others who were standing far away couldn't help screaming, under the sudden burst of strong sword light, they couldn't see anything for a short time.

There was only a whistling wind like a gust of wind, and the rustling of blood spraying.

"This sword!"

Fang Sheng's face changed drastically from a distance of several feet. Although he knew that Xin Nan was not only invincible in boxing, but also superb in swordsmanship, he did not expect such violent swordsmanship!
He could feel a ferocious sword intent that cut down everything and cut everything, enveloping all the monks like the sun.

And the whole body of the monks felt a tingling sensation as if they were about to be cut apart under this sword technique!
Zheng!
The shadow of the stick drifted away like green smoke, and before the monks could even scream, they were enveloped by the tide of sword light.

flesh and blood!blood!
Under the endless sword light, the monk who bears the brunt melts piece by piece like snow under the scorching sun!

Crackling!
Fragments of flesh and blood, no larger than the size of the belly of a finger, crackled down like a torrential rain.

Under one sword, it is like a thousand cuts!

Everyone present turned pale and felt cold.

Fangzheng's complexion couldn't stop changing, and strong regret emerged in his heart.

I didn't expect Xinan to be far more terrifying than the information, and I couldn't help feeling regret in my heart.

Shocked and screaming, Xin Nan's sword returned to its sheath.

One hundred and eight arhat formations, broken!

The formation has been broken, and there are still a group of second-rate monks left. Although the number is still large, at this moment, there is nothing to fear!
After beheading dozens of monks with a single sword, Xin Nan stepped forward with a single step, his tyrannical body rushed directly towards the crowd with a violent wind.

The air was like the surface of water, being pushed away by Xin Nan arbitrarily, and suddenly there were circles of transparent ripples, and the rolling sonic boom swept away in all directions like waves.

Above the ground, under the broken floor, the solid earth and rocks suddenly rose up, and two huge curtains were drawn around the furious Xin Nan.

boom!boom!
Xin Nan shook his single fist, and rushed into the wave of flickering and rolling sword light like a stream of light in the air. The fist print was like a mountain pressing down, and under the turbulent aura, the first two roared away like scarecrows.

A series of bones exploded like firecrackers, and the essence of Dugu Nine Swords flowed from his heart.

In Xinan's mind, like a bright mirror, all the movements around him were illuminated, such as the raised sticks, the rolling wind, the tumbling earth and rocks, and even a change in the corner of the eyes of the attacking monks.
The fist print rolled, and while shaking, it avoided the interception of heavy stick shadows, pressed down like a ghost, and blasted on the chest.

With the backhand, several heads were printed on the air during the bombardment.

The soul is like a mirror hanging high above the sky, everyone's every move is vividly seen, the airflow rolling between each move, and the flaws of the moves are all in the heart.

Xin Nan's current fist technique is so fierce and powerful, the crushing force of the fist seal will smash even an iron man made of pure iron, at this time, under the flow of Dugu Nine Swords' mind, it is even more powerful, If you shoot, you must hit, and if you hit, you will die!
boom!
Xin Nan's fists and palms changed, turning and throwing, the monk's corpse was thrown several feet like a scarecrow, smashed the wall, and rolled to the side.

"call!"

Xin Nan retracted his fist and stood upright, and spit out a scarlet air arrow, which went straight to Zhang Xu, piercing the wooden wall.

The blood surged and flowed all over the body like hot magma, and the white air from the rolling sweat evaporated like steam, and there was a scorching white air on his forehead, like a ship's whistle, rising several feet high and lingering for a long time .

Corpses were flying everywhere, and endless blood spread across the messy ground like a red carpet.

One hundred and eight monks were all killed!
Several heads, elders, and abbots of Shaolin Temple all felt cold all over, their hands and feet trembled, and they looked at the young man in black who looked like a demon god had awakened in fear and anger.

"How could he be so terrifying!"

An elder felt chills all over his body, and his fear was unbearable.

One hundred and eight arhat formations are what Shaolin Temple believes is the foundation of inheriting the mountain protection. To put it bluntly, these one hundred and eight monks can withstand an army of thousands of people, because they can hold one hundred and eight The strength of the eight people exploded geometrically.

Every generation, Shaolin Temple will cultivate such a hundred and eight monks. The capital of their standing in the rivers and lakes is not any magical skill, but this formation method.

Under this formation, even Feng Qingyang, the top master in the world, is doomed to die under the formation!

With this formation, even if the imperial court sends troops, they can block it for a moment.

However, today, this formation was actually broken!!
This made many elders in Shaolin Temple feel like the sky is falling.

This formation has been passed down for thousands of years and has been repaired and summarized by generations of astonishing eminent monks. It can be said that this one hundred and eight arhat formation is a truly mysterious formation that integrates the wisdom of the ancients for thousands of years.

Today, it was broken by a young man who was only 20 years old!
Beyond the mountain gate!

The screams were frightening, touching everyone in the rivers and lakes waiting outside.

They all changed their colors: "What happened here?"

Why, there are so many people screaming!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

A man shouted in disbelief, his eyes full of horror: "It is absolutely impossible for him to break through the formation of one hundred and eight arhats!"

However, if he didn't break through the Arhat Formation, what would be the explanation for the screams inside?
Could someone else help?
This is even more impossible.

In order to meet the enemy, Shaolin Temple has already made comprehensive and proper arrangements. The place where Xinnan entered is the main hall in the center of Shaolin Temple. Anyone who wants to help must break through the barriers of the monks on the periphery.

However, they clearly did not hear the sound of fighting in any position.

This shows that no one came to help Xinan.

From the beginning to the end, Xin Nan was the only one outside the Great Hero Hall.

and so.

"That is to say, he... really broke through the Arhat Formation of Shaolin Temple!"

A person lost his voice in shock:
"This... this is absolutely impossible!!"

"However, if he hadn't broken the formation, why would those monks scream? It is obvious that the Arhat formation has lost its suppression on Li Xinnan. Otherwise, Li Xinnan would never be able to hurt any of the monks."

People outside the mountain gate have guessed what happened inside.

At the same time, inside the Shaolin Temple, above the square!

Those Shaolin Temple elders, chief priests, and divine monks could no longer be calm.

"Brothers, come together, even if the killing command is issued, you must kill this person!"

Fang Sheng let out a hysterical roar, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he rushed up immediately.

Several other masters of Shaolin Temple finally reacted from the shock and fear.

"That's right, don't be obsessed with the precepts anymore. If you don't go all out to kill this person, the thousand-year foundation of Shaolin Temple will definitely be destroyed today!"

Master Fangzheng no longer persisted, and let out a mournful roar:
"Everyone, hurry up and kill this demon together!"

(End of this chapter)