Chapter 43: Breaking!!
Hearing the words of the Shaolin abbot, Zhou Yi sneered and smiled: "A group of fake Taoism, hypocrisy is disgusting. ”
He does not kill people, but uses more vicious methods than killing.
But at this moment, he said angrily: "Little devil, you dare to speak wildly." ”
"One hundred and eight warrior monks, what are you waiting for, quickly abolish the martial arts of this little devil, and then hand it over to my Buddha to purify his sins."
One hundred and eight monks said in unison, "Yes!! ”
It was a thunderous shout, and one hundred and eight warrior monks drank in unison, shaking the fallen leaves and dust in the square.
The voices of one hundred and eight people were so thick that the people in the rivers and lakes outside the mountain gate trembled in their hearts, and they all looked at the closed mountain gate with frightened faces.
"Sure enough, it was the one hundred and eight Arhat formations that made a move."
"Zhou Yi is dead!"
But he said, on the square in the temple.
One hundred and eight warrior monks received the order, and without further delay, one hundred and eight stick shadows swept in from all directions, almost airtight, with a dense offensive that made people desperate.
At the same time, Zhou Yi also took out his sword in an instant.
The shadow of the stick strikes.
Zhou Yifei dismounted and swept towards the more than ten monks near the left. Let the dozen or so stick shadows that were attacking the horse's back fall into the air.
He raised his sword and slashed it out like a match.
However, before the sword could touch the shadow of the stick, the more than ten monks tacitly took a step back, and at the same time, with the rest of the monks, seized the opportunity, stepped forward quickly, and attacked closely from behind and from the left and right.
Seeing this, he sneered: "No matter how powerful your sword is, it is only a one-man enemy, how can you be under the siege of one hundred and eight disciples in my temple." ”
The Arhat Formation of Shaolin Temple is not only the number of people, but also the cooperation.
The Arhat Formation, since it is called the Formation, naturally has the subtlety of the change of formation.
These one hundred and eight people in the temple do not practice other martial arts, they only specialize in the martial arts of the Demon Stick Method, not only that, but their walking, living and lying have reached a terrible degree of consistency under the cultivation of many years, and even the tacit understanding of these one hundred and eight people is unparalleled.
Such a large array seemed to have taken off the appearance of one hundred and eight people, and came back to life, becoming an unprecedented single terrifying master who gathered the power of one hundred and eight warrior monks.
When any monk has a crisis, there are other monks who cooperate closely to resolve it.
Although each of these monks was only a second-rate master, the sum of one hundred and eight people, with the cooperation of the seamless, the power of the power had increased terribly.
on the square.
The shadow of the stick, the shadow of the sword, the figure, and the shadow of the monk are constantly flickering, and they are like flowers.
In a short time, it was already the work of tea.
For such a long time, Zhou Yi didn't even open a gap, and not only that, but his sword never fell on any warrior monk's body from beginning to end.
His sword was supposed to take a person's life in the blink of an eye.
However, it is completely ineffective here!
This formation is as invulnerable as the ocean.
Every sword that Zhou Yi stabbed out was like a stone that fell into the sea, not only could not make any waves, but would usher in a counterattack like a raging wave.
This formation has really exerted everyone's strength to the extreme, like a big grinding plate, it will gradually grind away Zhou Yi's spirit, let his strength be consumed, and then let others slaughter.
Outside the temple gate.
These people in the rivers and lakes couldn't see what was going on inside, and could only vaguely hear the sound of the stick shadow breaking through the air as dense as thunder.
Some people speculated: "The Arhat Array of Shaolin Temple has come out, and I guess Zhou Yi will definitely insist on no more than a stick of incense." ”
"I also think so, although his sword can take the life of any supreme master in an instant, but in the face of the siege of one hundred and eight Shaolin warrior monks who cooperate inseamlessly, no matter how powerful the sword is, it can't stab one hundred and eight people to death at the same time."
"Even if he wants to risk breaking through and tearing out a gap, the warrior monks who surround him from all sides won't give him a chance"
"That's right, if he chooses one direction to break through, he will inevitably be attacked and killed by warrior monks in other positions, once dozens of stick shadows fall on his body, even if Ye Gucheng or Ximen blows snow, he will be instantly beaten to the bones."
"Alas, this man is still too arrogant and too young."
"Who let him provoke the Shaolin Temple?"
Someone sneered: "Actually, the moment he killed the bitter gourd master in the Treasure Pavilion that day, I knew that he would inevitably fall to this step today." ”
"The boy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead will be removed from the rivers and lakes today."
on the square.
Several monks and the first one of the Shaolin Temple all looked coldly at Zhou Yi, who was gradually suppressed in the Arhat array.
Liao Chan sneered: "If there is any more tea kung fu, he will inevitably run out of strength, and he can't escape the situation of being added to the mess and breaking his bones and tendons." ”
The other heads and priests think the same way.
The first seat of the Buddha without a mouth in the hall of Pranyatang, then folded his hands, lowered his eyes and said: "Today, it can be regarded as Shaolin removing a scourge for martial arts, good, good ......."
However, just as he could not spit out the last word.
A loud laugh came from the formation.
"Luohan Formation, but that's it......"
This loud laughter shook the four wildernesses, so that the people in the rivers and lakes outside the mountain gate could hear it clearly.
There was no anger on his face.
The irascible personality was even more angry: "Little devil, under the Arhat formation, you are already dying, and you dare to make a lot of nonsense!" ”
Outside the mountain gate.
"This week, Yi is deeply trapped in the Arhat formation, and he dares to be so presumptuous, it's really crazy." Someone smacked his tongue.
There are also humanitarians: "It's just a dying struggle." ”
Temple.
Those first seats are also the last wild words that think that Zhou Yi is already at the moment when the oil is exhausted.
However, the scene of the next moment made them all look terrified.
The hatred, the non-existence, the mortal, and the Zen of the precept institute all looked at the arhat array in horror.
"This, this, this ......"
"He, how could he ......"
At the same time, Zhou Yi's cold laughter continued:
"Luohan Array, since it is a formation, it is something that is broken for people!"
The words fell.
Zhou Yi's figure was as fast as lightning, and he made a sharp turn to attack a position.
Zen was shocked and lost his voice, and roared in a low voice: "Impossible, how could he know the position of the Luohan Array!! ”
As Zhou Yi just said.
The Arhat Formation, since it is called the Array, is a system formed through the coordination of various steps and moves, so as to achieve operation.
This is the same as martial arts.
Since there are changes, there are flaws.
His perfect swordsmanship has flaws, and in the end, it is the flaws that are integrated into the changes that achieve perfection.
However, with just these one hundred and eight second-rate monks, can they melt into changes like him or Simon Blowing Snow?
Apparently impossible!
One hundred and eight people, although they cooperated and helped each other, if one side was in trouble, the others immediately shared it, so that the people in the formation had to stop and deal with the attack from other positions.
However, it is all based on one foundation.
That is, it has to follow a hub that keeps it running.
This hub is the Eye of the Array.
It is not always on a certain monk, but with the continuous change of formation, it changes direction.
The Eye of the Array will theoretically appear on the body of any warrior monk.
But, as I said just now, although this formation is strong, it is not yet able to reach the kind of flowing water, seeing that there is a gap, when the hand reaches over, the flowing water behind has already made up for the gap.
Swordsmen like Zhou Yi and Ximen Chuixue can melt this flaw into a part of the change, and that's because their strength has reached this point.
However, can a warrior monk with second-rate strength calmly transition this flaw into a part of the change?
The answer is obvious.
Therefore, the warrior monk that Zhou Yi pounced on at this moment was the hub of this Arhat array.
With a sword to kill, the rest of the warrior monks were shocked and hurried to protect them.
However, the place where the hub is located is the weakest point in the operation of the formation.
Their position simply couldn't allow them to attack dozens of stick shadows in time.
At this time, there were only five stick shadows behind Zhou Yi's back.
Zhou Yi killed the pivot warrior monk with one sword, and with the other hand, he hugged the moon with his sleeves, blocking the shadow of the martial arts stick.
The next moment, the sword stabbed the eyebrows.
Sleeve stick shadow!
Death to the warrior monk!
Five sticks out of your hands!
Luohan array, break!
Seeing this, everyone in Shaolin Temple was shocked, and all of them were cold like falling into an ice cellar.
"Quick, stop him, the Arhat Formation Monk is dangerous!!"
The formation has been broken, and with defects, it is difficult to form an effective suppression.
These second-rate warrior monks are really just second-rate existences.
At this moment, change Zhou Yi......
It's time to kill!