Although Abbot Pudu knew that it was impossible to be the opponent of the bull-headed Apan, he had to do it.

At least, in their hearts of Mount Meru, Liu Lang is still the young master of the Yin Dynasty, and the Han Yuan Sect who is now entrenched on the Yin Mountain is still a rebellious person.

Therefore, since Liu Lang is coming, they have to clear the obstacles for Liu Lang even if they are desperate.

Knowing that you can't do it.

Puren looked at the bull's head Ah Pang's outstretched hand, but his hands were folded, and he said indifferently: "The Buddha can accept all things, and you have also practiced the Dharma Buddha's fate, knowing that everything is safe with what happens, why do you want to be obsessed and not let go?" ”

"Haha, why do you force it?"

The bull-headed Ah Pong slowly clenched his palms and turned them into fists, and said unhurriedly: "Although the Buddha is a Buddha, if my fist is hard enough, I can also become a Buddha, and it is a black Buddha!" So, everything I said is what the Buddha said, so if I say that I have to force it, what can you do? ”

Chi Guoguo's provocation.

I didn't take the temple seriously at all.

Puren and Pu Zhi's faces sank, "It's been so long, and you're really still so obsessed?" ”

"Haha, didn't the Buddha say it all? Life and death are rewarded, and I just get back what I deserve, this is my reward, how can it be called obsession? ”

After looking around and looking at those warrior monks with tiger-eyed eyes, Niu Tou Ah Pang said coldly: "Your abbot really doesn't grow up!" Put these bald donkeys out, this is obviously just sending them to death! ”

"Ah Pang, you are arrogant!"

Puren was furious.

It's not terrible to be weak, but your repeated provocations, is it really that there is no one in our Prajna Temple?

We can't kill you, but we can peel off a layer of your skin!

"Quick, put the eighteen Arhat array, today, we will meet this famous Ah Pang, I want to see how he has grown after a thousand years of time!"

Puren shouted, and then the figure flashed to the side, and his palm was raised, pointing directly at the bull's head.

The monks with sticks heard Puren's reprimand, and they all stepped forward to besiege the bull-headed Ah Pong in it.

The bull-headed Ah Pong shook his head and sighed: "The eighteen Arhat formations are just eighteen bald donkey formations!" ”

Slowly raised his hand and waved it slightly: "Since you want to set up these eighteen arhat arrays, then come and taste my Prajna palm!" ”

"What, Prajna?"

Puren and Puzhi both had a change in complexion.

In the entire Prajna Valley, only Pudu can easily use the Prajna Palm, and although Puren and Puzhi can also use the Prajna Palm, it takes a lot of mental effort, and even after the first palm is swung, they can no longer use the second palm.

"Quick, Eighteen Arhat Formation, open!"

Puren and Pu Zhi glanced at each other, and had to shout hard.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

Eighteen monks posed in various poses, and for a while, the golden light on each of them was shining, and little by little it floated out, surrounding the bull's head in the middle.

Zhu Ya leaned close to the white stone, raised his eyes and looked, and at this look, the eighteen monks were really like the real body of Arhats.

Some of them are vicious.

Some greeted each other with a smile.

Some watched from the sidelines.

Some look left and right.

"What a strong momentum! This temple is really unusual! ”

Zhu Ya secretly sighed in his heart.

Although the bull-headed Ah Pong looked down on these eighteen Arhat formations, Zhu Ya knew very well that even if he was a strong man at the Yin Shuai level, it would be difficult for him to get the slightest benefit in this Arhat formation.

"Descend the Dragon's Palm!"

"Fuhu Fist!"

Just when Zhu Ya was amazed, two voices suddenly sounded.

An arhat roared suddenly, and his body seemed to turn into a giant dragon in an instant, and suddenly pounced on the bull's head.

On the other side, a fierce tiger opened its fangs and rushed towards the bull's head at the same time.

The remaining sixteen people showed their tricks at the same time, and for a while, they were like gods and Buddhas flying all over the sky, and they had the momentum of suppressing heaven and earth.

However, the bull-headed Ah Pong shook his head slightly and shouted: "Prajna palm!" ”

Gently push your hand outward.

A cloud of black gas immediately emerged from the palm, and the black qi quickly condensed into a palm print, and then differentiated in the blink of an eye, transforming into more than ten palm prints.

Next, just listen to the thumping sound one after another.

The bodies of the eighteen monks who had been rushing forward flew upside down one by one.

A large hole was torn open in the clothes on everyone's chest, and a black palm print was impressively printed.

"Sizzle......"

Seeing this, Zhu Ya immediately gasped.

The momentum of the eighteen Arhat formations was so vulnerable in front of the bull-headed Ah Pong?

In an instant, all eighteen monks fell to the ground, one by one staggering, but they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks who didn't make a move suddenly twitched one by one.

Although they had heard of the power of the bull head and saw it with their own eyes, they were still completely shocked.

The Eighteen Arhat Formation is the famous formation of the Panruo Temple, and it can be used to deal with the strong people at the Yin Shuai level, and even under the strong play, there is also the possibility of killing the Yin Shuai strong.

However, in front of the bull head Abang, he was so vulnerable that he didn't even go through a single move.

"How strong is he?"

This thought flashed through the minds of many people.

Puren and Pu Zhi were both pale, and they didn't know how to deal with the bull head for a while.

This kind of strength is far beyond his imagination, and even the old abbot of Mount Meru can only make a draw with him, right?

For a while, everyone only felt that their brains were in chaos, but no one dared to make a move anymore.

The bull-headed Ah Pong glanced around indifferently, laughed wildly, and said arrogantly: "How about it, does anyone dare to try it?" ”

looked at Puren and Puzhi: "Why, Pudu, that old bald donkey doesn't dare to come out by himself, so let you come and die?" Hmph, hypocrites, you have no choice but to hand over Yan Futu's plan to me today, and if you want to die, I don't mind killing all of your bald donkeys in Panruogu! ”

"Haha, although you are just an ant-like existence in my eyes, there is also the pleasure of crushing ants to death, even if the pleasure is very small, but I don't mind!"

The figure of the bull head moved and came to Puren and Puzhi in the blink of an eye: "Why, don't you let Pudu's old bald donkey come to meet me?" Do I have to go to him myself? ”

At the same time, he raised two hands, and lifted Puren and Puzhi one by one.

Pu Ren and Pu Zhi are both powerhouses at the level of middle-grade ghost kings, but they don't have the slightest strength to fight back in front of the bull head Ah Pong, and they are even carried by him, as if they are carrying two little chicks.

"Ah Pang, you deceive people too much!"

Even though Puren and Pu Zhi knew that they were not the opponents of the bull head and Ah Pong, they were still resentful when they were so humiliated by him, and at the same time, their eyes were round, and they shouted: "Soul Quenching Technique!" ”

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