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Bang bang bang!

One move!

Ye Qiu just used one move, and in the blink of an eye, the eighteen warrior monks of the pseudo-eighteen arhats all fell to the ground heavily, wailing incessantly.

Zhicheng and Xi Bing were stunned, standing there stupidly, looking at the pseudo-eighteen Arhats who fell to the ground, and didn't know what to say.

The two of them never thought that Ye Qiu would be so powerful!

In the face of the siege of the Eighteen Arhats, the strongest in the outer court, he actually won the battle with only one move!

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Xi Bing looked at Monk Zhicheng nervously.

Monk Zhicheng gritted his teeth, and he didn't know how many times he scolded Xi Bing.

Xi Bing, Xi Bing!

Why can't you look at people when you collect tolls?

Why did you provoke such a pervert?

Even my pseudo-eighteen Arhats have lost, what should we do now?

You're making me lose all my face!

"Trouble, it's really troublesome this time!" Monk Zhicheng glared at Xi Bing fiercely, and said in a low voice: "This person's strength is really strong, if you want to deal with him, you must all the True Eighteen Arhats in the inner courtyard be dispatched!"

"But after all, I'm just the steward of the outer court, and the eighteen arhats of the inner court, how can I be moved?"

Monk Zhicheng was very aggrieved and angry!

It stands to reason that things have developed to such a point that he should have backed down, but he didn't want to!

He's the steward of the outer court!

In front of so many Lin disciples in the outer courtyard, he was slapped in the face, if this field is not recovered, how will he mix it up in the future?

Just when Monk Zhicheng was distressed, Zhao Chunxue spoke, and her tone was a little arrogant, "Hehe, you guys also underestimate my eldest brother, right?

To deal with my eldest brother, you just called the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, isn't this a humiliation for yourself? Do you have the ability to hand over the real eighteen Arhats as well? But let me warn you in advance, even if the real eighteen Arhats come, they will have to be beaten by my eldest brother!"

Zhao Chunxue's words were very harsh, in fact, they also saw that Zhicheng and Xi Bing were unhappy, and wanted to stimulate the two opposites.

However, what he didn't expect was that his words made Monk Zhicheng's eyes light up!

"Challenge the real eighteen Arhats? hehe, your breath is really not small!"

Zhicheng sneered, then turned around suddenly, ran all the way to the inner courtyard, and shouted at Ye Qiu and the three at the same time: "You three wait for me, if you have the ability, you just stand there and don't run, wait for me!!"

Zhicheng was really angry, and he decided to go to the real eighteen Arhats to come forward!

Before this, he was still worried about not moving the real eighteen arhats, but Zhao Chunxue's previous provocative words gave him inspiration!

The real eighteen Arhats represent the majesty of the entire Shaolin Temple!

How can we tolerate insults and provocations from others?

Monk Zhicheng felt that as long as he told Zhao Chunxue's words to the True Eighteen Arhats, the True Eighteen Arhats would definitely all be dispatched!

On the other side, Duren looked at Ye Qiu, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Ye, this matter is getting bigger and bigger, in fact, I came to Shaolin Temple for a very important matter, so I can't leave no matter what."

If you have something to do there, leave first, and the true eighteen arhats will be handed over to me to deal with. ”

As he said these words, Duren Shang couldn't help but clench his fists.

He was angry.

Really!

Of course, it's not angry with Ye Qiu and Zhao Chunxue, but angry at Shaolin Temple!

Duren is also a monk, although he is not from Shaolin Temple, but he also has enough respect for Shaolin Temple.

In his impression, a place like Shaolin Temple should have been a pure land of Buddhism!

However, what he didn't expect was that he had just come to Shaolin Temple and encountered such a moth.

This made Du Renshang really unbearable, if it wasn't for the deliberate restraint, he would have rushed in to find the abbot of Dacheng a long time ago!

"Brother Duren, what are you talking about?" Ye Qiu shook his head and said with a smile: "Do you look at me Ye Qiu, like a person who is afraid of things?

Moreover, I have long heard of the prestige of the true eighteen arhats, and I also want to see how strong the eighteen arhats are!"

"Okay, then let's wait and see, looking at Zhicheng's appearance, he should be going to invite the real Eighteen Arhats. Duren Shang nodded slightly, he didn't have much to look forward to the next battle.

Because in his opinion, with Ye Qiu's current strength, the so-called Eighteen Arhats are not opponents at all.

In the entire Shaolin Temple, I am afraid that only the abbot of Dacheng can fight with Ye Qiu.

The two waited patiently.

About three or four minutes passed.

Boom! Boom!

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of favorable footsteps, like thunder rolling, and the earth trembled!

The True Eighteen Arhats were invited by Zhicheng!

is worthy of the real eighteen Arhats, and the pseudo eighteen Arhats are simply not a grade compared to them!

From the momentum alone, it was completely crushed!

At a position less than ten meters away from Ye Qiu, the True Eighteen Arhats stopped!

Move like the wind, stand like a pine!

At this moment, the eighteen Arhats stood neatly in front of Ye Qiu, everyone stared at Ye Qiu, and their eyes were full of angry flames1

Their skin, all bronzed, sparkles in the sun!

The real eighteen arhats stand in a row, like a city wall, giving people an indestructible feeling!

After a few seconds of silence, suddenly, the warrior monks led by the Eighteen Arhats stood up, looked at Ye Qiu coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I heard just now that you are provoking our Eighteen Arhats, is it true?"

"That's right!" Before Ye Qiu could respond, Monk Zhicheng stepped out, pointed at Zhao Chunxue's nose, and said angrily: "It was this person who said just now, saying that you eighteen Arhats are not worth mentioning, saying that the person named Ye Qiu can poke you to death with two fingers, and he didn't put you eighteen Arhats in his eyes at all!"

"You are talking nonsense!" Zhao Chunxue immediately retorted, it was indeed him who provoked before, saying that the real Eighteen Arhats were not Ye Qiu's opponents, but that was also because he didn't think that a Monk Zhicheng could invite the Eighteen Arhats to be a steward of the outer courtyard.

The eighteen Arhats symbolize the majesty of the Shaolin Temple, how can they come out to fight with people because of the slightest conflict?

But now Zhao Chunxue also understands that it was his previous provocative words that gave Monk Zhicheng the opportunity to invite the real eighteen Arhats, which made him feel very guilty and worried.

The strength of the true eighteen Arhats, he has also heard the old Tao mention that all the eighteen Arhats are dispatched, and they are definitely worthy of a half-step god-turning powerhouse!

And it's the kind of strong person who has stepped into a half-step god for a long time!

This made Zhao Chunxue have to worry about whether Ye Qiu was the opponent of the Eighteen Arhats, so he naturally had to refute it, not wanting the two sides to fight.

However, at this time, Ye Qiu stepped out and spoke indifferently.

"That's right, it's the eighteen Arhats that I Ye Qiu provoked!"

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