Xu Zifan held a long sword in his hand, running like a floating light, like a glimpse, almost to the extreme, not only blocking all the attacks of the long stick, but also protecting Qu Feiyan and others from being affected.

At this time, the Qingfeng long sword in his hand was covered with purple qi, purple and bright, like a peerless divine weapon, which surprised the heroes outside the field.

"If it is an ordinary long sword, or even a peerless divine weapon, it has already been broken under the intensive blow of so many blunt weapons, but the internal strength of the Huashan Sword Demon is unfathomable, and the Zixia Divine Skill is even more bizarre and extraordinary, it can enhance its ears and eyes, it can enhance its hearing, vision, and its body, and it can enhance its defense, and it can enhance its defense and attack by transporting its hands and feet, and the reason why the long sword in his hand has not been broken is because of the miracle of Zixia's true qi, and even more because its internal strength is a shock to the past and the present!" The experienced and senior martial arts people looked shocked at this moment, and stared at the long sword in Xu Zifan's hand for a moment and muttered to themselves.

......At this time, the battle in the field was very intense, and the eighteen Arhat bronze figures were as fast as lightning, cooperating with each other seamlessly, and the internal breath was colluding, and the blood was mighty.

Someone is responsible for attacking, someone is responsible for defense, someone is responsible for disturbing the enemy, when attacking, the internal breath gathers, condenses the momentum of destroying the mountains and breaking the mountains, unstoppable, when defending, the qi and blood collude, and bear the internal shock together.

Thundered! The earth is shaking, flying sand and stones, dust is flying, the internal energy here is stirring and boiling, and the roar is endless, at this time, the intensity of the battle is more intense than the three peerless masters besieging Xu Zifan, which is shocking and frightening.

And Liu Jing and the others in the field have been by Xu Zifan's side, which is equivalent to experiencing this shock firsthand, at this time, everyone is dizzy, and when they are amazed by the strength of the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Bronze Array, they also have a further understanding of Xu Zifan's strength.

At this time, Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan's eyes were bright, and there was an inexplicable look in their eyes stirring, while Tian Boguang was covered with cold sweat rolling down, and his back was cold, because anyone around him was stronger than him, as a first-class master, he had never had this kind of time, never had this kind of experience.

And Mu Gaofeng, at this moment, his hands are still holding the hilt of the sword, his breath is cold and weird, and there is a faint red glow in his eyes flickering from time to time, observing the surrounding situation, not knowing what he is thinking.

"Boom!" The purple qi was surging out, and Xu Zifan's internal breath was further operating at this moment, he was taking the initiative to persecute and suppress the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures, and he wanted to see other changes in the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Formation.

At this moment, the purple qi around his body was rolling, and the figure holding the sword was faster, and it struck out like lightning.

Xu Zifan swung out a sword, and a purple sword qi was like a rolling wave, surging away, crushing towards the surrounding enemies.

"Boom!" A loud bang sounded, and at this time, the iron wall composed of the eighteen Arhat bronze men was shocked back a few meters by the sword qi, which was shocking.

At this time, the eighteen Arhat bronze people looked like a bronze giant snake from a distance, meandering and swimming, extremely fast, imposing, and chilling.

Suddenly, the snake's head stood upright, until it was three or four feet high in the air, and the snake's body twisted and attacked Xu Zifan.

"Descend the Dragon!" With a loud shout, the sound shook the sky, like a thunderbolt, shocking, with the breath of demon subjugation, killing Xu Zifan.

I saw that the head of the snake, there was a famous Arhat, holding a wrought iron rod in both hands, surrounded by a golden dragon-shaped phantom, and killed it from a height of three or four feet.

"Roar!" The wind was howling, and the sound of a dragon's chant sounded in the field, and I saw that the Arhat at the head of the snake, surrounded by the phantom of the golden dragon, drove the entire snake body, and pounced.

At this moment, the air began to tremble, and the golden dragon phantom was incomparable, and the dragon was mighty, so it descended and killed Xu Zifan.

The earthquake trembled, rumbling and roaring, Xu Zifan looked up, the purple blossoms flashed in his eyes, he was observing, and he was studying the operating principle of this formation.

"Whew!" The golden divine dragon roared, and with a strong wind, it killed Xu Zifan.

"Dang!" A loud bang came out, the air waves were churning, and the air seemed to be boiling, only to see the purple sword light flashing in Xu Zifan's hand, slashing at the golden dragon phantom that descended.

Rumble! The golden dragon phantom shattered, the snake's head rolled upside down, and Xu Zifan resisted this attack. The snake's body was winding, and the position of the snake's head had been replaced by another person at this time.

"Fuhu!" Another shout resounded in the sky, and I saw that this Arhat bronze man was shrouded in a golden tiger-shaped phantom, and he killed again.

"Whew!" The golden divine tiger roared, carrying a strong wind, with the aura of a king, extremely domineering, terrifying, and killed again, but the purple sword qi was like a frightened rainbow, and once again shattered the phantom of the divine tiger.

The head of the snake rolled up again, and another person came to kill again. Then there was a rage here, the energy in the whole field was boiling, the void was shaking, there were sitting deer, joy, raising bowls, tota, meditation, crossing the river, riding elephants, laughing lion, happy, probes, contemplation, ear picking, cloth bags, bananas, long eyebrows, and gatekeepers, and the other sixteen Arhats were killed one by one, but they were all shattered by Xu Zifan's sword qi.

At this time, the heroes outside the field have become numb, and both sides are powerful and inhuman. Fortunately on the Shaolin side, it was a large array of eighteen people, with blood and blood collusion, internal breath blending, joining forces against the enemy, each Rao attack, there is another seventeen Rao internal breath blessings, it is understandable to be powerful.

And what about this Huashan Sword Demon? This is the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation that has been inherited by Shaolin for thousands of years with the strength of one person.

"Could it be that his internal strength alone is stronger than the sum of the internal forces of eighteen people?" Someone's heart shook, and there was a slight guess, and the look of horror in his eyes was unmistakable.

And Master Yuankong, at this moment, his eyes are deep, others can see it, how can he not see it, this Huashan disciple is simply not like a human, he is still so young, at first he still had the idea of surrendering, wanting to recover Xu Zifan and add another master to Shaolin, but at this moment he changed his mind.

"It must be removed!" At this time, he made a decision in his heart, no matter what the price he paid now, he had to get rid of this Huashan disciple, otherwise when he grew up further in the future, there would really be no one to control it.

Thinking of this, he stepped lightly under his feet, his figure changed, and the speed was extremely fast, and everyone felt only a flower in front of them, and Master Yuankong had already appeared beside Zuo Lengchan, the Dragon Claw Divine Monk and the Crazy Sword Evil Monk.

"Slay demons!" The eerie words, with a little depth, came out softly from Yuankong's mouth.

"Amitabha!" The mad sword evil monk, the dragon claw monk folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and looked at the field Zheng

"Yes, Master!" Zuo Lengchan saluted Yuankong, then turned his head and stared at Xu Zifan in the field.