The entrance of Xingyun Village
Chen Fan watched Master Xinhu and the others with cold eyes. The original smile at the corner of his mouth gradually faded away, and his expression became slightly condensed.
"The Eighteen Arhat Demon-Suppressing Formation? Haha, it's so famous. I just don't know if it's an illusion or it's worthy of the name. Let me weigh this Tang Dao Gufeng today."
I saw Chen Fan looking at the Tang Dao in his hand, and after Gu Feng finished speaking, he jumped up and swung the sword down and slashed at the eighteen young monks in formation in front of him.
Wouldn't Chen Fan be like the others, stupidly charging into their formation, the Eighteen Arhat Demon Suppressing Formation? If I don't join the battle, what can you do to me?
An astonishing sword slashed across the sky, followed by a hurricane.
The tyranny was extraordinary, and the flying sand in the sky instantly enveloped the Shaolin Heart Lake and the disciples of the Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppressing Formation under his sect.
"The wind roars!"
Chen Fan's most powerful sword technique, a sword technique that can form a killing field where the blade points.
The power is overwhelming, the cold light suddenly appears, and there are countless swords and wind blades under the hurricane sand.
"With the wave of his hand, the sword's intention is awe-inspiring, causing hurricanes from heaven and earth, killing and hiding, and reaching everywhere. This Chen Fan's skill in swordsmanship far surpasses mine."
Li Xunhuan watched Chen Fan's sword skills intently and couldn't help but murmured to himself with emotion.
A Fei next to him didn't say anything, but Bai Xiaosheng, who was not far away, slightly twitched his lips when he heard this, thinking in his mind that if you, Xiao Li Fei Dao, were serious about classifying it, you would belong to the hidden weapon school.
Compared with Li Xunhuan's sword skills in several martial arts competitions, Long Xiaoyun looked at majesty and domineering. He was deeply attracted by Chen Fan's gorgeous and mighty sword skills. He wished that the person who used this sword skills was Own.
"Amitabha! Protect yourself!"
The hurricane's wild sand captivates the eyes, and the sword's light and wind blade break through the formation.
Facing Chen Fan's aggressive killing force, Master Xinhu's sword technique shouted loudly from the endless sand of sword light.
Immediately, the eighteen monks shouted together and stacked up according to the formation. The stick shadows filled the sky like bells and were nearly five feet long, covering everyone in an instant.
The Eighteen Arhats' demon-suppressing formation immediately turned into a turtle guardian formation under Chen Fan's attack.
The fighting opportunities were destroyed one after another, and they could only be controlled by others.
There is a saying in Dugu's Nine Swords; the last move comes first, take advantage of the weakness and win with one move!
Chen Fan took the opposite direction at this time. He liked to strike first, take the initiative, and decide the outcome in one battle.
"Breaking air style!"
Suddenly, the sword light dazzled the eyes, and the sword intent flew into the sky!
The eighteen Arhats' demon-suppressing formation relies on the tacit understanding between each other to cooperate with the Qi movement. Seeing them turn into turtle shells and being beaten passively, Chen Fan could not be polite. He first used a knife as a sword and used the Dugu Nine Swords to break the Qi. The first step of the style broke the qi traction between the eighteen people.
As long as one of the eighteen of them is cut off from the formation energy, then the power of the Arhat Demon Suppressing Formation will definitely be less than before, and the flaws will also appear in front of them.
Sure enough, Chen Fan's idea was feasible. He used his sword and penetrated the formation first. At this time, the Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppressing Formation could not stop Chen Fan's sword energy from cutting even if Abbot Youxinhu was sitting there.
Xinhu's face looked ugly at this time. He noticed it immediately when the formation was cut by Qi.
It's just that Chen Fan is so clumsy that he always attacks from outside the formation.
He sits in the middle and activates the formation. He is not afraid of anyone in the formation, but if he goes out without the support of the formation, his strength will decline.
I have no choice but to fix the problems myself.
While Master Xinhu was busy checking for leaks and filling them, Chen Fan kept attacking and opening up more and more flaws. The eighteen young monks were only in the acquired realm. How could they react so quickly? It didn't take long before Chen Fan was defeated by Dugu Nine Swords. The Qi-breaking style tore apart the entire formation's Qi machine.
"boom!"
Just like that, a powerful explosion sounded, and all eighteen young monks vomited blood and fell to the ground.
The famous Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Formation was broken for the first time in the world.
Li Xunhuan and everyone else's eyes widened in disbelief, obviously not expecting Chen Fan to break the formation so violently and quickly.
"The wind is raging!"
A hurricane swept towards the monks on the ground with endless wind blades.
Chen Fan is not a hero, and he doesn't care about morality. He beats the fallen dogs one after another, killing one after another.
As for enemies, their destination is death.
Although Chen Fan's attack was extremely fast, he was well prepared in his heart. He put one hand on his chest, holding a flower in his hand, then smiled slightly and pointed, and suddenly a powerful wave of energy hit Chen Fan's sword. The Qi collides and melts first.
"Pick your fingers?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and was very surprised. He didn't expect that the other party had such a skill.
The flower-twisting finger originates from the Buddhist allusion of "Buddha pinches flowers and Kasyapa smiles." It is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.
It is a soft skill that is strong on the outside, and belongs to the feminine strength. It is a kind of Kung Fu that specializes in the practice of twisting strength with the fingers. During practice, both internal and external practitioners use both feminine and masculine strength.
After the success is achieved, if you pick up an object with three fingers, no matter how solid the stone is, it can be broken into pieces. Injuring people invisibly is a rare self-defense skill.
"Donor Chen is very knowledgeable. He can even see my seventy-two Buddhist skills at a glance. Now look at me using my Shaolin skills."
Xinhu suppressed his smile, turned his palms into palms, and stepped out with his feet. He was in front of Chen Fan in an instant and used his palms to create the wind. The palms were powerful and fierce.
"Broken Palm Pose!"
Just now, Chen Fan could tell at a glance that the flower-holding smile was so iconic. At this moment, Chen Fan couldn't tell whether it was the Prajna Palm or the Powerful Vajra Palm among the seventy-two Shaolin skills.
However, as long as it is a palm, his Dugu Nine Swords can be broken with the breaking palm style.
When the palm of Xinhu was about to fall in front of Chen Fan, a sharp sword energy surged out from Chen Fan's Tang Dao Gufeng and passed through the opponent's palm.
A little bit of blood flowed out, and a sword hole was opened in Xinhu's palm.
Xinhu's face was full of horror and he quickly retreated. His powerful Vajra Palm, which was no less powerful than the legendary Beggar Clan's magical skill of subduing the dragon with the Eighteen Palms, was broken like this.
This powerful Vajra Strength failed to protect his palm.
Is this because he is unable to master the powerful Vajra Palm or is the other party's swordsmanship too evil?
The situation of the battle changed again in an instant.
Compared to Xinhu's retreat, Chen Fan was pressing forward step by step and succeeding in one move. How could he miss the opportunity?
I saw him waving his long sword, one sword after another, and the sword never left the heart of the lake.
The advantage lies with me. Chen Fan forced Xinhushou back to the position of the eighteen young monks.
"Formation!"
Seeing that the wolf was being led into the flock by him, Xinhu, who still had a little bit of the grace of a Shaolin host, quickly shouted to remind the disciples to form formations to succumb to the demons.
But at this time, Chen Fan would not give them a chance. Tang Dao Gufeng turned into a sword, made a sword, and moved one move at a time. In just ten breaths, the eighteen acquired monks were almost killed.
Li Xunhuan and others couldn't bear to see Chen Fan killing Shaolin disciples like cattle and sheep, but even in the face of the menacing Chen Fan, they did not dare to intervene on their own.
In order to avoid being killed by Chen Fan with a knife.
After all, he was a bloodthirsty and ruthless madman.
Only Long Xiaoyun was in high spirits, wishing he could be the knife-wielding man and kill all the people he disliked one by one.
The killings in Xingyunzhuang continued.
"Devil Chen Fan! Stop it!"
Seeing his disciples being quickly beheaded by the demon Chen Fan, he was filled with rage and rage. He immediately stopped retreating and stepped forward as if he was risking his life, hoping to hold Chen Fan back and allow the only remaining disciple to escape.
But even his lifeless cruelty couldn't do anything to Chen Fan, and even caused him to be seriously injured.
"Boom!!!"
Just when Chen Fan was about to make a big move to keep all the people from Shaolin behind, suddenly, there was a loud sound from the sky and the earth, and the whole ground shook slightly.
Scenes like the Kunlun Mountains of the past once again appeared in front of the people of the world.
The towering and majestic giant city, the vast and turbulent sea, and the countless endless mountains with monsters are all presented one by one!
