I wasn't surprised to see the slaughter on the pitch at all, because it was clear that this was the time for the fight to really begin.

Perhaps it was because Qi Zhi and Xue Nan left first that Ling Xuan was able to truly let go of his hands and feet, so after the two of them left, it was obvious that Ling Xuan looked far more energetic than before.

At this moment, he saw Ling Xuan stepping out, he looked at Juekong on the opposite side, and confirmed it seriously again.

"Master Juekong, did you just say that no matter how many of us break into the formation, there is no problem?"

"Amitabha, the twelve poor monks are lined up here, and they have already taken the lead, since this is the case, of course the donor does not need to be limited to the number of people who break into the formation."

After hearing Ling Xuan's inquiry, Juekong nodded lightly to confirm what he had said earlier, but when he spoke later, his tone revealed an inexplicable deep meaning.

"However, if the donor is willing to listen to the poor monk at this moment, then please ask the donor to come to the battle alone, and after experiencing the mystery of the Twelve Heavens Great Array, then talk about the matter of joining forces to break into the battle."

Hearing this, Shen Lang behind Ling Xuan spoke in time, worried that he had fallen into Juekong's trap.

"Master, now there are only the two of us here, if you make any mistakes in the formation, then I will definitely not be able to break the Twelve Heavenly Great Array, you must act cautiously, don't easily believe what Juekong said."

"Shen Lang, it's okay, I have my own decision."

Ling Xuan waved his hand casually, as if he wasn't at all worried about what Shen Lang said.

"Shen Lang, you yourself know very well that now the whereabouts of Brother Ting and the others are unknown, and Xue Nan and Qi Zhi went to the wing room to rest first, there are only you and me here, and there is no helper."

"And there is no doubt that these twelve heavenly great arrays are extremely wonderful, if we don't find a real way to break the formation, then whether it is you and me breaking into the formation, or breaking through the formation alone, it seems that there is not much difference in essence."

"Although there is weirdness everywhere in this Great Xiangguo Temple, it is undeniable that whether it is Xin Yan who left first with Xue Nan and others, or Juekong, who is hostile to us at the moment, these two people are real Taoist monks, and they are by no means people who deceive the world and steal their reputation."

"So, I trust my intuition, since Juekong has such remarks at this time, then there must be his reasons, it just so happens that you have already comprehended the Houtu Formation in the Great Array of the Twelve Heavens, and now it is up to me to try this legendary Twelve Heavens again."

Although what Ling Xuan said was reasonable, Shen Lang still couldn't control the worry in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Ling Xuan and said hesitantly.

"But Master......"

However, before Shen Lang could say what he was thinking, he was interrupted by Ling Xuan in time.

"Shen Lang, don't worry, I just want to test the reality in this big array this time, and I don't have the intention of fighting alone, not to mention that since when you broke into the formation just now, Juekong and the others did not secretly kill them, I believe that if I go to break through this time, he will also not have any plans against me."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xuan reached out and patted Shen Lang's shoulder, who was still full of worry, and then he didn't say anything more, but took another step, and slowly pulled out the Frost Sky Sword from behind him while walking towards Juekong.

"Master Juekong, Ling Xuan thinks that he is a shallow learner, and he needs to rely on the blade to be at ease, I think the master shouldn't mind, right?"

"Amitabha, since it is the benefactor's blade, it is naturally the donor's choice whether to use it or not, and the poor monk certainly has no right to interfere."

Juekong bowed slightly, but although he did not refuse Ling Xuan's idea of breaking into the formation with the frost sky in his hand, he also had his own requirements between the openings.

"But since the donor is holding a divine weapon, the poor monk and others are naturally not good at lining up empty-handed, and the donor will not mind if the poor monk finds some weapons to defend himself."

When Juekong's voice fell, he saw the eleven people behind him turn around at the same time, and these eleven people took something in the darkness at the same time and held it in their hands and then returned to their original position again, their movements were neat, and there was a faint sense of solemnity.

Because of the darkness of the night, we didn't notice that there were still their weapons next to these twelve people, and it was only now, when these eleven people held them in their hands, through the hazy moonlight, that we knew what the weapons in Juekong's mouth were.

At this moment, in the hands of the eleven people except Juekong, everyone held a white ape mother and child stick.

Since ancient times, the most common blades in battles are naturally knives and swords, but the people in Buddhism are different from ordinary people, whether they are ordinary warrior monks or high monks, their weapons of choice are mostly clubs and the like.

Because the Buddhists believe that the sword is inherently a weapon of killing, and that it is a bad thing because it is stained with too much blood, the monks decided to abandon the sword and use it, and the weapons they chose were mostly clubs.

Moreover, those who know something about Buddhism should know that it is strictly forbidden to kill in Buddhism, as the so-called sword has no eyes, and it will inevitably hurt the life of the enemy, and if you use a blunt weapon such as a stick, you can not only subdue people, but also will not hurt your life, which can fully meet the requirements of Buddhism.

And now, in our eyes, the white ape mother and child stick held by these eleven people is the most common weapon in the Liberation Gate.

The so-called white ape mother and child stick, its name is derived from the white ape's flexible and changeable meaning, and at the same time, this stick is also commonly known as the Qi Mei stick in people's mouths, because the length of this stick is more than the human eyebrow and eye parts, so it is named.

Now, after seeing Ling Xuan take out the Frost Heaven Sword, Juekong did not relent, although he acquiesced to the fact that Ling Xuan was holding the sword to break into the formation, but at the same time, he also ordered the other monks under his command to take this Qi Mei stick to defend the formation.

It seems that what Ling Xuan is facing now is an out-and-out vicious battle.

Perhaps it was because Ling Xuan knew that Juekong would have the corresponding means when he took out the frost sky, so after seeing these monks take sticks to defend himself, Ling Xuan's face was not half surprised, but instead looked at Juekong, who was still unarmed, with an inquiring expression.

"Master Juekong, since you are already holding the sword and preparing to break into the battle, you have already made all the preparations, you don't have to show mercy to your subordinates, I believe that the master's stick will certainly make Ling Xuan's eyes light up."

"Amitabha, the benefactor's kindness is appreciated by the poor monk."

Hearing what Ling Xuan said, Juekong's face showed a kind smile, and he looked at Ling Xuan and explained slowly.

"Donor, the poor monk thinks you may have misunderstood, whether it is a sword or a club, as long as it is used in a fight, it is a bad weapon, the poor monk is not going to face the life and death of the donor, and in this case, why does the poor monk hold a murder weapon?"