Martial arts become stronger by eating

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Relying on his own invincibility, Lin Pingzhi simply ignored it and did not make any defense at all. His arms were like two pillars of heaven, and he slammed heavily on the people in front of him.

For a moment, gravel splashed randomly, smoke and dust filled the air, and a series of loud noises exploded in the air.

The first seat of the Prajna Academy, which received Lin Pingzhi's heavy blow, was nailed obliquely into the ground like a wooden stake. The shoes under the feet and the trousers below the calves were all burst open.

The ground paved with bluestone was nailed into the ground by this human post, and it was covered with countless spider web-like cracks, spreading towards the surroundings.

But after eating a lot of lion's roars one after another, and being subjected to several stunts by several great monks one after another, even Lin Pingzhi had to step back temporarily to ease the surging blood in his chest.

The counterattack of those great monks just now made him feel his whole body boiling, and the bones in his body were shaken.

The alien zhenqi that hadn't been completely eliminated before was replenished again, and it was now in fierce conflict with his own zhenqi.

Leaping back, he retreated five or six meters in a row before landing firmly.

Lin Pingzhi slowed down a little and took a breath.

Shaolin really is not ordinary, it doesn't matter if there are many people, each of them has their own unique skills!

Even the Five Sacred Sword Sect, which is famous in the Jianghu, is hard to compare with.

Of course, this is also related to the killing of several heads of the Wuyue Sword Sect. The rest are elders who can reach the level of first-class masters. Except for Yu Jizi and Zuo Lengchan, the rest are just rotten tomatoes. Stinky bird droppings are useless at all.

And what Shaolin is doing now is only a few heads, so the abbot of Shaolin hasn't made a move yet!

"Amitabha!"

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

The two sides were facing each other, when suddenly a loud voice came from far to near, and a figure seemed to dodge several times slowly and quickly, and arrived in front of Lin Pingzhi after a while.

The person here is one of the three top-notch masters of Zhengdao, Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin!

With a flick of the right hand, the head seat of the Prajna Hall, which was nailed into the ground, was easily lifted up.

"I've seen Brother Abbot!"

The head seat of the Prajna Hall clasped his palms together and saluted.

"Benefactor Lin, why are you so obsessed with killing people!"

Fangzheng nodded, clasped his hands together and saluted, turned his head to look at Lin Pingzhi, and said with a sad expression: "You killed my Junior Brother Fang Yan first, and then committed such a precept of killing. Up, there is no place to stand!"

As soon as this statement came out, the faces of everyone around changed drastically.

"what!"

"Unexpectedly, such a virtuous and eminent monk as Master Fang Yan would die in the hands of this thief!"

"Master Fangzheng, this person has entered the way of the devil and has become the lackey of Jin Yiwei, why bother to break up with him, hurry up and kill the demons!"

...Many people in the world who were trembling after being killed by Lin Pingzhi before, hid behind and dared not go forward.

Seeing the abbot of Shaolin arriving, and Shaolin disciples holding long sticks pouring out one after another, the boulder that had been hanging in his heart fell to the ground, so he couldn't help talking, wanting to eradicate Lin Pingzhi as soon as possible!

"Pooh!"

From Lin Pingzhi's mouth, a mouthful of bloodshot saliva shot towards Fangzheng like a sharp nail.

"Amitabha!"

Fangzheng raised his hands slightly, and his body shook with genuine energy, blocking Lin Pingzhi's spittle.

"You think this will kill me?"

After moving his muscles and bones a little, the qi in his body circulated slightly, and he returned to his normal body shape. He stepped out and faced everyone.

"Labor and capital are right and wrong, and it's not up to you to tell the difference! You want to forcefully put shit on me, I have nothing to say, anyway, don't you all like to play the trick of framing people? If you want me to be caught without a fight, hey, let's see if you can beat me!"

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi's originally flushed face had recovered a lot in the blink of an eye, Fangzheng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and didn't delay any longer.

"Since benefactor Lin insists on being stubborn, don't blame the poor monk for taking the initiative to subdue the devil!"

"All disciples listen to the order, Brahan's formation! Exterminate evil and demons!"

"Yes!"

Among the crowd in all directions, more than 100 young monks holding copper sticks jumped straight out, forming an encirclement circle, surrounding Lin Pingzhi, Yue Buqun and others, with burning eyes and awe-inspiring murderous intent.

This is the fundamental reason why Shaolin Temple has been standing for so many years.

'One hundred and eight arhats array'!

It is composed of [-] monks whose strength is at least the second-rate level in the Jianghu. They are divided into twelve heads, and each row is nine or eight. With the power of eight masters, advancing and retreating together, the power is infinite!Any master in the world, standing in front of this battle, will have to lose for a while psychologically.

Waiting to launch a group attack formation, continuous, endless!

The wheels fight recklessly, even if they are not killed in a short period of time, but after a long time, the trapped masters will die of exhaustion.

Lin Pingzhi's face sank, judging by his posture, Shaolin might have been prepared long ago.

Feng Qingyang also came to Lin Pingzhi's side, frowned, and asked: "The formation of Arhats in Shaolin is not simple, and the formation is trapped. If we want to leave, I'm afraid it will not be so easy."

Shaolin has many years of profound knowledge, it is not a joke.

Over the years, I have never heard of anyone who can break through the one hundred and eight arhat formation.

"Lin Pingzhi is dead!"

"That's for sure. This is Shaolin's ability to look after the family. If you use it to deal with him, it is enough to think highly of him."

...Everyone in the room was discussing and looking forward to beheading Lin Pingzhi as soon as possible.

As for the reason of the matter, it is not important anymore, no matter it is true or not, Lin Pingzhi's hands are already stained with the blood of many comrades in the rivers and lakes, and only blood can extinguish the fire of hatred in their hearts!

"You guys protect Yan'er for me, I'll go and meet this legendary Arhat formation, how mysterious it is!"

Lin Ping took a step forward, and the true energy in his body circulated again. His body swelled like a green giant, his muscles bulged, and he hooked his fingers at Fang Zheng, who was at the eye of the array: "Come, let me see What are you capable of!"

"Amitabha! It seems that Donor Lin still doesn't realize his mistake"

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was still insane, Fang Zheng recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, stopped persuading him, and signaled the monks to take action.

All the monks recited a Buddha's name in a low voice, and the strong wind blew up the venue, and the monk's clothes fluttered. Lin Pingzhi felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then his whole body felt the oppression of the aura formed by countless strands of internal energy.

The surrounding monks surrounded Lin Pingzhi and the others with sticks and moved regularly.

This large array of Arhats is divided into eight layers, and each of the four layers is alternately interspersed with rapid movement. In this way, it gives the people in the array an illusion of being fighting among thousands of troops, and they cannot distinguish front, rear, left, and right. north and south.

As a result, the enemy lost his way in the formation, scurrying around like a headless fly, and naturally exposed his own flaws to the long sticks of more than a hundred stick-carrying monks at the same time, how could he be invincible? reason!

But Lin Pingzhi didn't care about how their formations moved, nor did he care whether his flaws would be exposed.

Let you change in every possible way, and I will break it by myself!