Although Juekong claimed just now that it was because the monks behind him were not skilled in learning and strength, so they would hold sticks, but it was obvious that this was just Juekong's modest words, and the monks behind him would naturally not be as unbearable as he said.

Although Ling Xuan unexpectedly used a sword weapon that had long been lost in the records, causing the monks to look shocked, they quickly adjusted their state.

Since Ling Xuan did not attack with the Frost Heaven this time, but only used the sword qi erupting from the Frost Heaven against the enemy, these monks only swung the long stick in their hands lightly, easily blocking the sword qi erupting from the Frost Heaven in Ling Xuan's hand, and did not make a follow-up attack.

As for Juekong, who was the leader, although he didn't have the white ape mother and son stick in his hand, it was obvious that he would never be knocked down by Ling Xuan's blow, but had his own way of dealing with it.

Seeing this sword qi used by Ling Xuan, Juekong just smiled faintly, and saw that he actually had a calm expression and used his hands to resist the extremely sharp sword qi, as a faint golden light appeared in his hands, this sharp sword qi could no longer be stored, but his hands were not damaged in any way.

And after seeing the faint golden light that appeared in Juekong's hand, whether it was Ling Xuan in the field, or me and Chunting Yihe who were hiding on the side, they all knew what kind of mastery Juekong was cultivating.

Because the people in Buddhism are compassionate, they have always disliked the use of swords and other blades, and even the sticks are used as a last resort when the other party has a blade, and since the monks do not like blades, they will definitely practice the supreme practice of refining the body, that is, the famous golden bell jar among the people.

In the folk, there are various versions of the golden bell jar, although the good and the bad are uneven, most of them are people in the market to set up stalls and other kung fu, but there are indeed several versions of the golden bell jar is undeniably a foreign mastery, the most famous of which should be the golden bell jar in Buddhism.

And the real name of this version of the Golden Bell Jar should be called Luohan Golden Bell.

The so-called Arhat Golden Bell is one of the four great divine skills that will never be passed on in Buddhism, and it is rumored that it is a generation of martial arts master Dharma, who felt that the child's skill he created was not perfected, so he painstakingly created the second set of peerless martial arts.

Luohan Admiralty is a set of supreme foreign exercises, which uphold the concept of Buddhism compassion, although it is known as the world's first defense of the peerless exercises, but it is not good at half an attack.

Although there are rumors that if a practitioner can pass the twelve levels, he will be invincible, but because this method is so difficult, he has never really heard of the existence of people who can pass the twelve levels.

However, according to legends, if you reach the realm of the Twelve Levels of Consummation, not only will your whole body not be bad, but you will not even be afraid of the invasion of water, fire and poison, and if you can really reach such a realm, then you really no longer need any means of attack.

And even if it has not reached the state of consummation, this Arhat Admiralty also has the ability to resist when attacked, the more advanced the cultivation, the stronger the defensive ability, and the stronger the counterattack force that the opponent has to withstand when fighting against others.

Therefore, when we guessed that Juekong's cultivation was the most authentic Arhat Golden Bell, we already knew why he could easily resist the surging sword qi in the frost sky in Ling Xuan's hand.

However, the sword line is the legendary Gongsun Aunt's mastery, thousands of years of countless people fascinated, even the famous generation of poet Du Fu, have not spared pen and ink for it to write the famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages, it can be seen that this sword line is certainly not the outside of the strong and the dry, but the real mastery.

It was not surprising that Juekong was able to resist Ling Xuan's sword qi, but the others were just holding ordinary white ape mother-son sticks, and they were able to block Ling Xuan's first attack effortlessly, which couldn't help but make me doubt the true power of the sword weapon.

And just when I was curious about why the moves that Ling Xuan was using now were seriously inconsistent with the power recorded in the legend, I saw a wicked smile on the corner of Ling Xuan's mouth.

And seeing this smile on Ling Xuan's face, I secretly put my mind at ease, knowing in my heart that he must still have a corresponding backhand, this sword weapon is definitely not that simple.

Sure enough, since Ling Xuan's first attack did not use the frost sky itself, but chose the surging sword qi and sword light in the frost sky, his attack was not limited by the length of the frost sky, but attacked all the monks at the same time.

And since this sword qi and sword light were incorporeal, Ling Xuan's attack angle on everyone was different, just like real light, mercury poured into the ground, and it was pervasive.

As we can see, the monks didn't know the details of Ling Xuan, so naturally they didn't dare to underestimate the sword qi and sword light he used, but they all used the white ape mother and son stick in their hands to make corresponding resistance.

Because the angle of Ling Xuan's attack was too tricky, except for Juekong, although every monk easily used the white ape mother and child stick in his hand to make a defense, many monks couldn't help but look a little embarrassed at the moment, and this originally flawless formation suddenly revealed a trace of extremely small flaws.

Of course, Ling Xuan would not ignore this detail, and at this moment, he took advantage of the fact that these monks had not had time to adjust their state, and once again raised the sword in his hand, and at the same time, he chanted again in his mouth.

"Come like thunder to reap anger, and then like a river and sea condensing clear light."

With this chant, only a dragon-like sword roar could be heard from the frost sky, and just when everyone was in a trance because of this sword sound, Ling Xuan clenched the frost sky, as fast as a real thunderbolt, and stabbed at one of the monks who was trying to collect the stick without any fancy stabs.

Seeing Ling Xuan's powerful sword, the face of the monk who was selected by Ling Xuan suddenly showed a look of panic, although he immediately put the white ape mother and son stick in his hand in front of him, but he could no longer make any other moves.

Although everyone knew where the sword would eventually stab, it was too fast, and no one could react in any timely manner, so they could only watch the sword stab out.

Unlike the flustered look on the monk's face, Juekong didn't show any panic at the moment, only to see him turn around and shout at the monk while changing his gestures in his hand at great speed.

"Change formation!"