The Shaolin monks had already begun to prepare for the formation when Lu Heng was fighting the four major leaders, and although Lu Heng saw it, he had no time to take care of it.

However, although the current battle is up, it has not yet succeeded, and it is the last good opportunity to break the formation. Although Lu Heng had the heart to verify his martial arts, he was not interested in testing it with his life.

So he made a decisive move, a Dacheng Seven Wound Punch, and blasted out with all his might!

But before he could rush to Zhenxuan, the two old monks, Pure Heart and Pure Xing, shot out together and blocked Lu Heng.

Seeing this, Lao Agni shook his head and said, "It's useless, even if there are no two monks, Zhenxuan is not afraid of any attack now." Unless you can kill him instantly, as long as you give him time to move, no one will be able to break through Zhenxuan's defenses! Now that kid is in trouble! “

"So what do we do?" Six Fingers looked around vigilantly and asked worriedly, "This big array of bald donkeys has trapped us too!" ”

"Remember the gang that was swept away before?" Old Agni said, "It is rumored that the Shaolin Ten Thousand Buddhas will seal the mountain array, and it will take 10,000 monks to put it out. However, to have the current battle of 1,000 people is already the limit of the bald donkeys. ”

"If this big array is only for one person, it will naturally be impossible for immortals to escape, but if we break the formation together, the power of the big array will naturally be dispersed, and with Zhou Xiaozi's martial arts, it will be difficult to say the result at that time."

Six fingers suddenly: "So as long as we make a move, the monk will take the initiative to send us out of the formation?" ”

"You can't do it without a shot," said the old Agni Nunu, "Look, isn't that coming?" ”

Sure enough, while they were chatting, a "tornado" composed of hundreds of monks had swept towards them.

On the other side, Moromon and the rest of the factions had been caught in a whirlpool and swept down the mountain.

"It's better if they fight together!" Six Fingers said viciously, "We don't need to fight with Shaolin, Old Agni, this time I'm leaving, can you go?" ”

"I've done so much, nine shallow and one deep is almost the last trembling, how can I leave now?" Old Agni laughed and jumped up, his arrogant voice drifting with the wind: "Wait a minute, the old man will come when he goes!" ”

At this time, Lu Heng was pressing the two Shaolin pure character generation monks to fight, and suddenly a blazing breath was thrown into the battle group, and the pure heart vomited blood and flew out in an instant!

And Lu Heng, who already had the upper hand, seized the opportunity to imprint a punch on Jingxing's chest, directly hitting the old monk's chest and killing him on the spot!

"Tsk! Awesome! Old Agni looked Lu Heng up and down, "Do you see Zhenxuan's movements?" Once he forms a demon slaying seal, you will not be able to escape death even if you have three heads and six arms. Once you get acquainted, I'll help you buy some time, and then it's up to you whether you live or die. ”

Lu Heng looked up at the true Xuan who had already begun to seal his hands, and the giant Buddha behind him was becoming more and more condensed, nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

Old Agni laughed: "Good luck, old man go!" ”

With that, he jumped and took the initiative to join the "tornado" that swept through the disciples of the Flame Palace, and suddenly several monks were blown out.

From the turbulent cyclone came the old fiery shout: "Too slow, too slow!" I'm here to help! ”

Rumble!

After a loud bang, accompanied by the angry shouts of the Shaolin monks, the "tornado" suddenly spun up and disappeared at the end of the mountain road like a galloping wind.

Everyone else could go, but Lu Heng knew that if he wanted to go, he would definitely not be able to do so, because he always felt that there were dozens of extremely dangerous auras firmly locking him.

Lu Heng was confident that these breaths would not kill him, but they could hold him back.

Once it is delayed until Zhenxuan gathers momentum, the situation will not be good.

Can't wait any longer!

Lu Heng suddenly raised his left foot and slammed it on the ground-

Rumble!

The ground he stepped on exploded, and in the stirring dust, Lu Heng shot out like lightning again, and blasted towards Zhen Xuan with a punch!

This is his full blow, holding the blood all over his body, condensing it in his fist, blasting out with a punch, and immediately exploding!

Bang!

However, this punch didn't even touch Zhenxuan's body!

When Lu Heng was still three feet away from Zhenxuan, the Shaolin abbot suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, forcing Lu Heng to release this punch in advance.

He punched out, but it sank like a stone into the sea, and not even a trace of waves rolled up.

Lu Heng landed on the ground and frowned slightly.

Zhen Xuan has condensed the internal strength of a thousand monks at this moment, and every attack of Lu Heng is equivalent to fighting against more than a thousand people at the same time, no matter how strong his strength is, he can't deal with a thousand people at the same time.

"It's useless." Jingxin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up stiffly, and said while coughing.

The palm that the old flame had just attacked him shattered his lung meridians, and at this moment he had lost his combat power.

"Lord Zhou, what Shaolin asks for is the "Washing the Marrow Sutra", this is the true inheritance of the patriarch, and it must not fall into the hands of outsiders." Jingxin reluctantly sat down and spoke weakly. "As long as the donor hands over the "Washing the Marrow Sutra", and dissipates his skills, and is willing to study Buddhism for the rest of his life, I Shaolin will definitely make the donor's life safe."

"You think you've won?" Lu Heng sneered.

Pure Mind was a little skeptical, he was very confident in the power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, which was equivalent to the power of the Buddha, and no one could withstand the wrath of the Buddha.

But Lu Heng still didn't have the slightest fluster, and he looked like he was in his chest, which made him feel bad.

"No...... No, it won't! ”

Jingxin persuaded himself, his face was a little hideous, and he shouted: "I Shaolin spent such a huge price, just to protect the inheritance of the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" and return to Shaolin!" Master Zhou, why do you want to fight the trapped beast? Hold your hands tied, old man to keep you decent! ”

Airplanes!

At this moment, this heaven and earth seemed to stagnate suddenly, and a majestic and incomparable sense of oppression suddenly filled the entire space!

Lu Heng looked up and saw that Zhen Xuan's hands were finally in place, and the giant Buddha phantom behind him was about to slowly open his eyes at this moment!

"Amitabha!" It seems that the pure heart has finally put his mind at this moment, and his hands are folded and he is smiling. "Master Zhou, you reproduce the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" This is a great favor to Shaolin, and the merit is immeasurable, how can you have fallen into the devil, I have no choice but to use thunder means to turn away your magic power and let you return to the right path. I only hope that the donor will recite Buddhist scriptures often in the future, and do more good deeds, so as to cultivate the Pure Land in the future. ”

"Hypocrisy!" Lu Heng was disdainful, "If I want to leave, who can stop me?" ”

"I have a knife that has been brewing for three hundred days, great monk, let's see if this knife can prevent and kill God, and Buddha can block - destroy Buddha!"

"It's all in vain...... Jingxin smiled and shook his head, not believing that Lu Heng could have any means to reverse this inevitable defeat.

Lu Heng didn't look at him anymore, but immersed his mind in the dantian.

In Lu Heng's dantian, there was an arc of a knife like a string moon, floating quietly, this knife was formless and substantial, and there was no trace of power, but Lu Heng had great confidence in it.

Broken String Knife!

This is a knife guided by thoughts, not killing the body, only cutting life!

This knife has no name in this plane, and the cultivation of this knife requires the combination of internal strength, qi and blood, and mind, and is based on the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit, in order to succeed.

The martial arts inheritance of qi, blood and ideas in this world is extremely rare, making this sword dusty for hundreds of years, and today it will reappear in the world under the hands of Lu Heng!

"Go!"

Lu Heng's mind moved, and in the dantian, this knife disappeared in an instant!

After three hundred days of sharpening the knife, a knife was sacrificed, and the gods and ghosts were all frightened, as if the sound of ghosts and gods crying faintly echoed in the air!

At the moment when Lu Heng took out the knife, Zhen Xuan felt an extremely terrifying killing machine, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his divine light appeared!

"Buddha!" He roared, blood spurting out of his mouth!

He sensed the deadly threat, and at any cost, he actually wanted to urge the Ten Thousand Buddha Diagram Great Array in advance and send out the strongest blow!

Thundered!

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, the Buddha opened his eyes, and the powerful coercion suddenly erupted from the phantom of the giant Buddha, Lu Heng bore the brunt of it, and the bones all over his body actually "snapped".

With the movement of Zhenxuan's hand, the phantom of the giant Buddha slowly began to seal, and in an instant, Lu Heng was terrified!

However, at this moment, the whole world suddenly came to a standstill!

The monks chanting, the vigorous roaring, the movements of the Buddha and Zhenxuan, everything seems to have been pressed on pause at this moment!

After a breath –

Boom!

With a soft sound, the phantom of the giant Buddha disappeared in an instant, and Zhen Xuan maintained a dignified expression of anger and majesty, and fell from the void!

He's lifeless!