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It's a blink of an eye!

Whether it was Monk Zhicheng, Xi Bing and the other monks, everyone didn't see what was going on, Ye Qiu made a move in an instant, directly grabbed Monk Zhicheng's fist, and then with a little force, he directly broke Monk Zhicheng's wrist.

"Ah!!h

Monk Zhicheng screamed miserably, and the severe pain made his whole face flush.

"How is this possible?"

Monk Zhicheng looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief, as the steward of the outer courtyard, he was full of confidence in his strength, he didn't expect to be defeated by Ye Qiu so easily.

With just one move, he was defeated......

Monk Zhicheng couldn't accept such a result at all, in front of so many Lin Temple disciples, someone broke his wrist in an instant, and he felt that his whole face was lost.

He let out a low cry and burst out with all his strength, wanting to resist, however, it was of no use!

Ye Qiu was still holding his wrist, and it was also a key acupuncture point, making it impossible for his strength to be exerted at all.

"What's going on? How can this be?"

Xi Bing next to him was also completely stunned, before this, he was still full of confidence, and he wanted to see the scene where Monk Zhicheng abused Ye Qiu with great expectations.

However, the beautiful fantasy has just begun, but in only half a second, everything is shattered!

Xi Bing stood there stupidly, he didn't expect Ye Qiu to be so powerful.

He was frightened, his vigilant eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu, and his steps retreated again and again, wanting to escape.

However, at this moment, Monk Zhicheng, who was controlled by Ye Qiu, suddenly roared angrily, "Xi Bing, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and ring the bell, go ring the bell, call a few of them out!"

"How many of them?"

Xi Bing was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted to what was going on, and without thinking about it, he ran to the big bell not far away and knocked it a few times!

About half a minute later, Ye Qiu heard rumbling footsteps not far away!

A group of warrior monks ran over with great momentum!

There were eighteen people, and the complexion of all of them was like bronze, and in the reflection of the sun, they actually sparkled!

"Eighteen Arhats?" Ye Qiu frowned and muttered to himself.

The prestige of the Eighteen Arhats, he has naturally heard of them, eighteen people, all of them are extraordinary, and the so-called world fighting champions in the outside world are not worth mentioning at all in the Eighteen Arhats!

Even, Ye Qiu believed that even ordinary members of the Demon Legion would have a hard time dealing with the Eighteen Arhats.

"Not the Eighteen Arhats. Du Renshang suddenly spoke, and said disdainfully, "These people have the momentum of the Eighteen Arhats, but they are not real, they are just a group of fake counterfeiters." ”

"Hehe, your eyesight is pretty good!"

Monk Zhicheng took the opportunity to get rid of Ye Qiu, took a few steps back, and then stared at Ye Qiu and the three of them viciously, gritting his teeth and saying, "What you said is right, these eighteen Arhats under my command are indeed impostors.

But even if it's an impostor, their strength is terrifying, hehe, I didn't want them to come out, but now things have come to this point, all of this is what you forced me to do!

There are only three of you, even if you shoot together, you won't be the opponent of their eighteen people, and now it's too late for you to beg for mercy!"

Feeling the momentum of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, Monk Zhicheng is also full of confidence.

He is very confident, the strength of this pseudo-eighteen Arhats, the entire Shaolin Temple, except for the real eighteen Arhats and abbots, there is no one who can deal with it at all.

The strength of the abbot is terrifying, so terrible that the monk Zhicheng can't imagine, let alone the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, even if it is true, the abbot alone can easily deal with it.

Monk Zhicheng is also a practitioner, and naturally he also knows the division of strength in the martial arts world, he has not really seen the strength of the abbot, but he also believes that even if the abbot has not reached the god, he also has the strength to be close to the god.

This kind of strength, looking at the world, is a top master!

And such a top master, Monk Zhicheng doesn't believe that it will appear casually!

He admitted that Ye Qiu's strength was very strong, but he didn't believe that Ye Qiu could reach the level of Dacheng Abbot.

Monk Zhicheng smiled coldly, looked at Ye Qiu with pity, and secretly sneered, "Damn, you three arrogant guys, all wait for me to be unlucky!"

In my territory, even I dare to provoke and force me to call out the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, you have made me lose face, I am wise, and I will definitely make you pay a heavy price!

I want to see what you can do in the face of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats that I have cultivated with all my might, this time, even if you kneel down and beg me for mercy, it is useless, I will make all of you crippled!"

Xi Bing, who had just rushed back not far away, also smiled proudly, he didn't speak again, just looked at Ye Qiu with a mocking.

He is also very clear about the strength of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats.

I don't believe that Ye Qiu can deal with the pseudo-eighteen Arhats at all!

Xi Bing stared at Ye Qiu, like Monk Zhicheng, he couldn't look forward to it, and wanted to see the scene of Ye Qiu being violently beaten by the pseudo-eighteen Arhats.

At this time, the eighteen warrior monks of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats had already surrounded Ye Qiu.

They didn't act immediately, but waited for Jisung's order.

Zhicheng stood behind them, looking at Ye Qiu's face through the gap between the two warrior monks, he wanted to see how Ye Qiu would react in the face of the terrifying pseudo-eighteen arhats.

However, the result of the incident made Jisung even angrier!

Facing the encirclement of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, and in the face of that powerful coercion, Ye Qiu's face was as calm as water!

There is no change in the eyes!

"Tuoda, I want to see how long you can be arrogant!" Monk Zhicheng gritted his teeth, and didn't want to waste any more time, so he immediately ordered to the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, "Let's go up together and abolish that arrogant guy for me!"

"Drink !!"

"Drink !!"

With Monk Zhicheng's order, in an instant, the pseudo-eighteen arhats burst out at the same time, and then rushed towards Ye Qiu together!

For a while, the dense shadow of the fist roared away like a storm.

The attack was extremely ferocious, and those Shaolin disciples not far away were all terrified!

"It's over, I'm afraid I'm going to die this time. ”

"Look at that person, standing there motionless, can't he be stupid?"

"Alas, I don't know which of their brains is missing, and they want to provoke Zhicheng to take care of things. ”

A group of Shaolin disciples whispered.

In the face of the ferocious offensive of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats, Ye Qiu stood there quietly, motionless like a mountain!

Almost at the same time, the fists of the pseudo-eighteen Arhats also touched Ye Qiu's body!

"Hehe, I'm really scared stupid, idiot, you can die for me!" Monk Zhicheng gritted his teeth, ready to wait for Ye Qiu to be seriously injured, and immediately went over and fell into the well.

However, at this time, suddenly!

Bang bang bang!

At the moment when the fist of the pseudo-eighteen arhats touched Ye Qiu, with a dull crashing sound, the eighteen powerful warrior monks were all like kites with broken strings, vomiting blood and flying out in unison!

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