Su Weiyun faced the Arhat formation laid out by the five high monks, he was not in a hurry, he didn't even draw his sword, he just put his left hand on the immortal sword.

On the side, Tian Qi held a stick, and Long Xiaoyun held a gun, one left and one right, standing on both sides, and the head of the gun and the tip of the stick were already aimed at Su Weiyun.

They probably knew that the Shaolin monks were merciful, and even if they defeated Su Weiyun, they would not easily kill people. Therefore, the two of them had already prepared a murderous weapon, and waited for the moment when Su Weiyun was defeated, so they made a direct move to harvest the life of this "plum blossom thief".

In their opinion, Su Weiyun's defeat in the Arhat array laid by Master Xinmei was almost a certainty.

- This is not to look down on Su Weiyun, no matter who is defeated in the Arhat formation, it will not be surprising.

The "Shaolin Arhat Formation" was originally one of the most powerful combined attack formations in the world's martial arts sects.

Tian Qi also shouted: "Master Xinmei, you don't have to talk about one-on-one morality with this kind of third-rate evil thief!" ”

Zhao Zhengyi said: "Exactly! Since he had done something vicious, he should have thought that there would be such a day! ”

Master Xinmei did not answer.

The four eminent monks did not answer.

Su Weiyun stood quietly in the center of the five people, and also did not speak.

The six of them seemed to be frozen in the hall, and no one dared to act rashly.

Lin Xian'er quietly patted Ah Fei's shoulder and asked, "What are they doing?" Why didn't you move? ”

Ah Fei said: "Those five Shaolin monks are waiting for the people in the formation to show their flaws, so they don't move, but brake quietly; But...... But why the man inside hasn't moved yet, I don't know. ”

Lin Xian'er was smart and clever, and suddenly said, "Oh, it turns out that they are comparing concentration. But how could that young Su Weiyun be more stable than the Shaolin monk? ”

Ah Fei said: "So if he misses later, I have to save him!" ”

Lin Xian'er glared at him in surprise, lowered her voice and said urgently: "Save him?" Are you crazy? He's the target of the public now, and if you try to save him, you'll only get yourself into trouble. ”

"He should be saved!"

Ah Fei only said these three words, and then ignored Lin Xian'er.

And at this moment, Su Weiyun actually moved.

Maybe it's not that he wants to move, but if he stands alone all the time, there will inevitably be some slight shaking of his body.

But Ah Fei never thought that Su Weiyun would be unbearable so quickly.

Sure enough, as soon as Su Weiyun moved, the Shaolin monks in the four directions also moved.

Eight iron palms rose into the sky, carrying an irresistible momentum, and shot at Su Weiyun together.

Master Xinmei's monk's robe was raised, and he stepped forward, his two sleeves were wrapped in the wind, and a strong internal force was injected into it, and his left and right hands were separated and spread, like hugging a mountain, and buckled towards the temples on the top of Su Weiyun's head.

He changed Shaolin's "Iron Sleeve Gong" and flexibly used a "double-peaked" punch.

If you use the fist method in this way, the fist power will inevitably be inferior, but at this moment, it is just to make up for the gap between the four monks and the eight iron palms, sealing all the body methods, so that Su Weiyun has nowhere to avoid!

Arhat subdued the demons, leaving no trouble!

Ah Fei's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but want to pull out his sword and help.

But there was a sword that was faster than him.

Immortal Sword.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, it was like a mountain sky and a bird was quiet, and the moon rose, and the white light suddenly shone all over the room.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

The immortal sword is like an immortal ascending to the sky, the sword opens in all directions, splitting the light and shadows, and the sword shadow suddenly meets the eight iron palms of the four monks.

The four monks were obviously palming at the same time, but they all felt the murderous aura of the sword blade coming towards them without exception.

Of course, they understood that there would inevitably be false moves in Su Weiyun's swordsmanship, but who would dare to test the sharp sword with their flesh palms?

The four eminent monks retracted their palms slightly, but they still took the shot, but three points slower than before.

They were waiting for the Iron Sleeves of the Heart Eyebrow Master.

This is the power of the Arhat Formation, they have long been proficient in their hearts after years of practice, and they know how to cooperate with others to develop their strengths and avoid weaknesses.

The sleeves are like iron, agitating the wind.

The iron sleeves arrived immediately, and in the middle of it, people had the illusion that they were embattled and enemies on all sides.

Su Weiyun had no place to hide anymore.

Everyone thought that the dust had settled, but a glimmer of light appeared in Ah Fei's eyes.

- He knew that Su Weiyun had forced the four senior monks away before, as long as his swordsmanship and body skills were fast enough, he could catch the slightest omission among the four monks and the Xinmei Master, walk with the sword, and rush out of the Arhat formation.

However, the light in Ah Fei's eyes immediately dimmed again, and he found that Su Weiyun seemed to hesitate at the last moment.

Once he hesitated, the sword slowed down, and it was impossible for him to rush out of the Arhat Formation again.

Wow!

The robe flew up, and the sword finally stabbed out.

Eight iron palms fell on their heels.

I saw a piece of cloth flying in the hall, sprinkled with foreign flowers, like butterflies dancing, covering everyone's eyes.

Everyone only knew that Su Weiyun's sword must have pierced Master Xinmei's iron sleeve, but they didn't know what the situation was, who won and who lost.

But when everyone saw the situation in the field clearly, they were stunned and couldn't spit out half a word.

Because Su Weiyun not only dodged the raging palm power of the four Shaolin monks and came behind Master Xinmei, but his sword was actually placed on the back of Master Xinmei's neck.

The tip of the sword is steady, and there is no trembling at all.

Ah Fei suddenly smiled.

When he doesn't laugh, his whole body is like ice and snow like a knife, but when he laughs, it's like a warm wind.

It was hard for Lin Xian'er to imagine that a person's smile would change so much to him.

It was as if she couldn't imagine that Su Weiyun could actually break out of the encirclement and break the Arhat formation.

The Heart Eyebrow Master withdrew his palms and folded them on his chest, and the sleeves of his hands were lonely, tattered and embarrassing, and there were almost no scraps left.

He sighed and said: "I can't imagine that the donor has practiced the unprecedented, mysterious and mysterious 'Dharma Sword Technique', admire, admire ......."

Su Weiyun said: "You say that I crack the Arhat Array, and you believe that I am the descendant of the Shaolin monks." Monks don't speak, do they? ”

Master Xinmei closed his eyes and said, "Yes, I said it." ”

Su Weiyun said: "So will the heir of the Shaolin monk be a plum blossom thief?" ”

A look of anger appeared on the face of Master Xinmei, but it turned into deep sadness and silence.

If he said yes, it would be an insult to the reputation of the Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old temple; If he says no, then no one will dare to say yes after today.

And if Master Xinmei admits that Su Weiyun is not a plum blossom thief, who else can say yes?

Although Su Weiyun was behind him, he seemed to know his expression, and said: "You don't have to feel sad, because I am not a plum blossom thief in the first place, and wanting to rob Lin Xian'er with my martial arts is just a casual and easy thing, and there is no need to go through a lot of trouble." ”

Ah Fei smiled and said, "Yes, if he was a plum blossom thief, the people up and down Xingyun Village would probably have died a long time ago." ”

Lin Xian'er also made a statement at this time: "He is not a plum blossom thief, the plum blossom thief is the corpse on the ground." ”

Master Xinmei sighed and said: "I am only sad that none of the Shaolin disciples can practice the Dharma Divine Sword, and they only return to the west." So much so that he was defeated by his own martial arts sect today........ Alas, that's it, I have nothing to say! ”