"enough!"
"Li Zhige, you have fallen into the devil's path, don't use your clever words to confuse people's hearts!"
"I'll give you two choices."
"Either you hand over the Yitian Sword and the Nine Yang Manual, abandon your martial arts, and go to Shaolin with me to face the wall for thirty years to cleanse yourself of your sins."
"Either Shaolin will kill you here and avoid future troubles forever!"
Abbot Kong Wen's face turned pale, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and he obviously used Shaolin's secret lion roar technique to suppress all the sounds in the entire venue.
Monk Kongzhi shook his head and became even more worried.
Not only did the dark crowd not stop talking, but they pointed at Abbot Kongwen.
Li Zhige raised his eyelids and said with a smile, "Master Kongwen, you are angry. Greed, anger, ignorance, anger and killing yourself have taken root in your chest."
Kong Wen's eyes became more fierce and he replied, "I won't argue with you."
"Where are the disciples of Luohan Hall who haven't conquered the demons yet?"
boom! boom! boom!
One hundred and eight solid wood sticks were knocked neatly on the ring, and one hundred and eight monks immediately dispersed, surrounding Li Zhige, Yang Qingqing, and Yin Tianzheng.
They murmured Buddhist verses in their mouths, "The towering Buddha is a capable Confucian, a great Arhat. Every time in the dirty and turbulent world, I see this formless body. There are many sufferings in the world, but I, the Buddha, save the world. The King of Vajra is the fire, and the glass is purifying the red dust."
Li Zhige didn't care at all about the Luohan Hall monks who were surrounding them, and turned to look at Yang Qingqing and Yin Tianzheng.
Yang Qingqing did not speak, but took a step closer to Li Zhige, using the jade flute in his hand as a sword and pointing it at the monks around him.
Yin Tianzheng laughed heartily, and his true energy gathered at his fingertips, making his raised claws emit a cold and bright steel luster. He opened his mouth and said to Li Zhige, "Master Li, you have long heard about the reputation of the Shaolin Arhat Formation. Today we It would be a good story to break this big Arhat formation together and spread it to the world."
Li Zhige glanced at the two of them and suddenly stretched out his palm to push them.
The gentle palm force created the wind, sending Yang Qingqing and Yin Tianzheng steadily to the bottom of the ring.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are not just fierce, otherwise they would not be called the best palms in the world. Lao Yang gave birth to Shao Yin, and Li Zhige's hand clearly practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the point where both strength and softness are combined.
After landing under the ring, Yang Qingqing realized what he was doing and frowned slightly.
Wang Yuhuan trotted over, looked at Li Zhige bitterly, and said to Yang Qingqing, "Sister Yang, you came all the way to help him, and he actually pushed you down. This big piece of wood doesn't know what's good or bad, and is arrogant!"
Yang Qingqing shook his head and said with a smile, "It's not that he is arrogant, because he is Li Zhige."
King Yin Ye walked to Yin Tianzheng, and before he could speak, Yin Tianzheng burst out laughing, "What a Li Zhige, what a young hero!"
Under the ring, Song Yuanqiao looked solemnly and sighed, "Li Zhige is still too young. If he hadn't sent Master Yang and Master Yin down, the three of them would have had a chance to break the Arhat Formation. It's a pity. He is so proud that he wants to face the Arhat Formation alone."
Yu Lianzhou nodded, agreeing with his elder brother's point of view.
Mr. Tieqin He Taichong commented with regret in his eyes, "Master Song is right, that young man Li Zhige is still too arrogant. Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years, and the Great Arhat Formation is the number one formation in Shaolin. Apart from Mr. Zhang, no one else can break through it alone."
Xian Yutong quietly sat back at some point. His face flushed red, and he tried his best to suppress the surging Qi and blood. He then interjected, "Perhaps Sect Master Li has the confidence to break through this formation alone?"
The people around Song Yuanqiao did not answer.
Li Zhige is too young after all. Even if he breaks through to the innate realm, he will most likely not be able to break through the Great Arhat Formation. After all, it is a large formation composed of one hundred and eight martial arts masters from Luohan Hall. The formations are connected, and it is not as simple as the sum of one hundred and eight people.
In the dark crowd, some people admired Li Zhige's courage, while others laughed at Li Zhige's stupidity.
Abbot Kongwen showed a trace of ridicule in his cruel eyes, and cursed secretly, "Li Zhige, Li Zhige, if you join forces with the other two to break the formation, there may be some chances." Now it seems that you are asking for death! ’
One hundred and eight Shaolin monks, in groups of twelve, were scattered and surrounded like nine intertwined giant pythons.
One hundred and eight wooden sticks were poked out neatly, containing true energy, and they came like an overwhelming force, trying to kill Li Zhige under the sticks.
Li Zhige raised his eyelids and bulged his arms, like an overlord lifting a cauldron and pushing his palms forward.
hold head high!
There was a dragon's roar, sand and rocks flew, and the sky seemed to darken.
The red dragon pushed out from Li Zhige's palm, opened its teeth and claws, swept across the dragon's tail, and set off a hurricane.
The hurricane passed by and swung away one hundred and eight sticks. Li Zhige immediately stepped forward, as if he had transformed into a dragon, opening his bloody mouth to swallow the mountains, rivers and the world in one go.
Under the ring, Song Yuanqiao and others suddenly stood up from their chairs and looked at the tall young man on the ring in surprise.
Just a moment ago, they all saw Li Zhige transform into a big dragon.
This young man has become so domineering that he can make all of them hallucinate with his momentum alone?
No!
Song Yuanqiao shook his head. He remembered that his master said that only when a person clearly understands the principles of a martial arts and fits the character of a martial arts, can the maximum power of that martial arts be exerted.
Li Zhige has a kind of courage, a kind of grandeur that can subdue a dragon, so the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have exerted their greatest power in his hands!
At this moment, Song Yuanqiao felt a little lucky.
Fortunately, he didn't agree to stand up for Emei, otherwise it would be the Seven Heroes of Wudang who would face Li Zhige today.
It was not just Song Yuanqiao who was shocked. When he saw the illusion of Li Zhige transforming into a dragon, the entire Qiantang River bank exploded.
On the ring, one hundred and eight Arhat monks' robes fluttered, and the wooden sticks in their hands were blown away by the hurricane. However, they quickly reacted, turned around, and shot countless stick shadows overlapping at Li Zhige, as if a huge mountain was heading towards Li Zhige. Ge pressed down.
Li Zhige danced wildly, with the huge power of the three dragons and three elephants combined with the surging Nine Yang Qi, he launched six red dragons at the same time.
When dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow.
Li Zhige is not afraid of crowds. He is like a bloody dragon, hitting the mountains again and again, and will not stop until the thick mountains collapse.
hold head high!
The sound of high-pitched dragon roars could be heard endlessly, and six red dragons were criss-crossing, rushing back and forth.
Li Zhige's expression was cold, and his hands danced into afterimages. With one palm after another, he moved away the overlapping shadows of the sticks. The red dragon shape opened its mouth with vigor, trying to swallow the one hundred and eight Arhats.
When one Arhat falls down, another Arhat immediately fills the gap. Their bodies glow with golden light and are sacred and majestic. It seems that they have truly transformed into Arhats under the seat of Buddha, trying to subdue the evil dragon.
On the outskirts of Qiantang, there was a dense crowd. Many people looked at the battle on the ring in the center of the venue with their mouths wide open, and covered their ears with their hands.
If they didn't cover their ears, they were afraid that the high-pitched roar of the dragon would burst their eardrums.
One hundred and eight Arhats fell down one after another. The remaining Arhats who were standing were unmoved. Golden light bloomed on their bodies. King Kong's angry eyes swung over and over again with overlapping stick shadows, as if a big wave was about to drown Li Zhige.
Li Zhige was like the dragon king who was overturning the rivers and seas. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to drink all the water from the five lakes and the west sea.
boom!
One after another, Arhats were knocked away and fell under the ring, their chests collapsed, and they died on the spot and ascended to the Pure Land of Western Paradise.
As the number of Arhats decreased, the formation of the Great Arhats was broken.
On the ring, there were only a few dozen monks left holding sticks, and they looked at the tall young man with fear in their eyes. They didn't know if it was an illusion, but they seemed to see a demon walking towards them step by step. Every time they took a step, the ground shook, and their hearts trembled.
Li Zhige strode towards the remaining dozens of monks in the ring. He moved one hand from top to bottom and the other from bottom to top. He made a circle with both hands and pushed forward together.
boom!
As if the mountain collapsed, dozens of monks flew out like rubble and fell heavily under the ring. Fortunately, I managed to survive with just one breath. Unlucky enough, he died on the spot.
quiet!
Deathly silence.
Looking at the god-like and demonic figure on the stage, everyone held their breath subconsciously, not daring to take a breath. Apart from the rushing river, no human voice could be heard anymore.
