Ye Tianyun heard Chang Bo's condition and looked at the opposite side, the Shaolin warrior monks were all holding the pitch-black sticks in one hand, their movements were neat, and the formation was constantly adjusting, which showed that they usually practiced a lot. QΒ5、C0m/.

The usual Shaolin warrior monks use ash sticks, this kind of sticks are for daily training, but the warrior monks in front of them use pitch-black iron rods, although this kind of stick lacks toughness, but the strength is surprisingly large! As long as ordinary martial arts are hit, they will be able to open the skin and flesh and break the muscles and bones!

Most of the escapees from the black prison are single-handed, at most in groups of three or five. As soon as I saw the formation of hundreds of people, I immediately had a big impact on my confidence psychologically.

Wu, who was walking in front, automatically and consciously slowed down his pace. Because they understand that a few dozen people have no chance of winning against hundreds of people! In the midst of the panic, there are some dragons who are not at all, and everyone does not know who to listen to.

Chen Mila was not afraid after seeing the opportunity, he stepped forward and said loudly: "Friends with hard skills don't need to hide, success or failure is here to fight! Those who have lives will escape, and those who have no lives will stay!" The king is waiting for the prime minister, and he would rather have a kind!

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people stood up from front and behind him. Most of the military generals pinned their hopes on this rare opportunity for QB5! As long as they can escape, they will be able to swim in the vast sea and sky, and if they can't escape, they will have to pull a few cushions! With such an absolute idea, naturally some people dare to stand up.

In the martial arts, most of the martial arts that have some influence talk about face. In the black prison, whoever has hard work in his heart knows it. It's one thing to stand up on your own. And being poked by others is another matter! For a while, the momentum was soaring, and there was not much to Shaolin.

Ye Tianyun just wanted to stand up, but he didn't want Chang Bo's face to change: "People are not expensive, but they are expensive, ten people are enough! As long as you think you can, try it, don't worry about the rest! No matter how they change their formation, as long as they kill more than five people in the second row, they will evacuate quickly, and they can't fight!"

This scene seems to be in ancient times before the two sides went to war, and they still needed to talk about the art of war. Many people are excited to try it.

Chen Mila couldn't wait for a long time, and her hands were itchy in the days of black prison. Those inspectors just now were not enough to plug their teeth. He quickly picked out ten people from the crowd, waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid of dying, go!"

The group's faces flushed with excitement, and under the leadership of Chen Mila, a few ups and downs entered the big arhat formation!

Ye Tianyundi's eyes kept staring at the formation. Chen Mila almost just jumped in. Four or five iron rods fell on him at the same time, even though they were twenty or thirty meters away. But the ears still heard. The body was hit on the ground and "snapped, snapped!" and then I understood why it was necessary for people to practice hard skills. I'm afraid that only they will be able to withstand the first attack!

In the case of a large number of people. No matter how high the kung fu is. I'm afraid that I will inevitably be hit. It can be regarded as a grandmaster against this kind of big arhat array. There is no escape either. Beat the stick to death and go down.

Chen Mila took a breath and flew up in the formation. Look at him. An iron rod on his body can cause him pain. But it didn't affect his actions in the slightest.

Ten seconds of ground time. Almost every soldier who broke into the position was beaten with dozens of sticks. Two of them couldn't bear it. Blood spat out on the spot. This is a typical killer stick. Just get through it. It's a lot easier.

Chen Mila is not young. But the temper is extremely hot. The iron rod hit him even more in anger. Rush in with all your might!

Have him at the front to attract attention. The ground martial arts in the back are a lot easier. Follow him to split the big arhat formation!

Ye Tianyun was thrilled to see it, and if he wanted to find a legend in the metropolis, he was afraid that it still belonged to martial arts. In the modern era where hot weapons are rampant, there is still a group of martial artists who pay attention to physical practice, and they are pursuing the limits of martial arts and their own detachment.

After hundreds of blockades, Chen Mila finally came to the eye of the formation. He used an octagonal stand against the warrior monk holding a stick in the second row, and killed a warrior monk in the palm of his hand in the blink of an eye. snatching the big stick in the opponent's hand is a pair of wild sweeps. laughed and said, "Grandpa let you try the Shaolin stick method!"

Those who have hard skills have been beaten a few times and grinned. These Shaolin warrior monks are very young, and not many of them can practice to the point of Chen Mila. The stick swung like a spiral. Several warrior monks' heads were swept away on the spot! Some blood splattered on the faces of the Black Prison Warriors, arousing their pleasure of revenge even more!

This time, I went out and had some strength in the black prison. The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers. In the big array, they were very happy, and in a short time, more than a dozen warrior monks fell.

Chang Bo saw that these people were addicted, and immediately shouted: "Senior Brother Chen!

Chen Mila was frantically slaughtering and couldn't extricate herself, picking up the big stick, without any clever skills, relying on her own strength! There is a saying that one force will drop ten times, and in the face of absolute power, no skill can resist.

All those who practice hard martial arts have their own strength increased to varying degrees, so the martial arts behind Chen Mila are very happy to kill inside.

Chang Bo shouted three times in a row before Chen Mila realized that he waved his hand to call people out!

As soon as a few people withdrew, the big array immediately opened an opening, and no matter how these Shaolin monks changed the formation, the gap could not be filled.

Chang Bo was a general on the battlefield at this time, and he felt indescribable satisfaction in the battle, and waved his hand and said viciously: "Brothers from the Black Prison Land, let's rush in and kill!"

The Black Prison Martial Arts is also a bloody person, infected by the confrontation in front of him, and when he heard someone blowing the trumpet of the charge, everyone rushed up, and he and Chen Mila and the others rushed into the battle.

Ye Tianyun still walked to the middle, he was not as bold as Chen Mila, he was cautious whenever and wherever he went. If you don't guess wrong, this is only the first level of Shaolin, and I don't know how many levels there are to break yet, so it is the best policy to conserve physical strength.

As he rushed into battle, he grabbed a stick. This pitch-black stick seems to be very light, but it weighs twenty or thirty pounds when you start it.

Ye Tianyun likes weapons very much, and the weight and shape of the iron rod must be a fine product! Although he doesn't know how to stick a stick, he doesn't use his strength like Chen Mila, but lifts the golden bell jar, as long as he sees a warrior monk, he will be a stick!

The iron rod is already heavy, coupled with Ye Tianyun's strength, degree and trickiness of the shot, Jane is invincible! It's like hitting an egg with a hammer, as long as the Shaolin monk is hit, all of them will have their brains shattered!

Wu who came out of the black prison was also terrified when he made a move against Ye Tianyun. In less than a minute, the stick in his hand had been shot more than a dozen times!

Every stick was extremely cruel, and a few warrior monks wanted to run when they saw Ye Tianyun make a move, but they didn't dodge, and they didn't even hit their heads with a stick!

This may be the highest level of practicing Kung Fu. Ye Tianyun relied on the black stick in his hand to hit the head of the warrior monk like a wooden fish, and for a while, the ground was full of headless dead corpses.

The warrior monks in the Great Arhat Formation have very limited cultivation themselves, and they can still compete with these masters with the formation, but if they lose their support, their strength is too bad. One-on-one is obviously not an opponent, and at most five rounds must lie down.

The Black Prison Martial Arts was not without losses, more than a dozen ordinary people died under the opponent's stick, but compared to the victory, it was somewhat insignificant.

Nearly 100 warrior monks were killed at a very small cost, and many of them didn't even have time to make a quick move! The first encounter was able to achieve such an achievement, completely relying on Chang Bo's understanding of the formation.

With this victory, many of the warriors of the Black Prison have regained their long-lost self-confidence. After removing the shackles, the Shaolin monks who had been oppressing them all the time became like papier-mâché.

Some of the Wu had already been carried away, and they gathered a group of people again and walked forward.

Although Chen Mila is brave, her mind is not hot. Looking at Wu who rushed out, Nunu smiled at Ye Tianyun and said, "There are really some people who are not afraid of death, it seems that they are very confident to rush out from here." ”

Ye Tianyun is not optimistic about the future situation, Shaolin can design this array, there must be a more rigorous arrangement. At this time, he was still walking in the middle with Chen Mila and others.

After passing through the playground, I went directly to the path, looked at the walls on both sides, and couldn't help but have a sense of foreboding, and subconsciously asked, "Is this the only way?"

Chen Mila nodded slightly, looked at both sides and said, "The black prison is in the back mountains of Shaolin, and the only way to go down is to pass through here!"

Ye Tianyun's perception has been turned on, and the targets are all pointing directly at the high wall, it seems that the enemy will appear here. Looking at the confident Wu who walked in front, I suddenly felt a little uneasy about them.

Yan Heng glanced upward, and couldn't help but say abruptly: "It's not good......"

Before he could finish speaking, there were figures on the high wall one after another, and in a moment's time, forty or fifty people stood on it.

Ye Tianyun used his perception to quickly appear another group of Shaolin warrior monks, but what they were holding at this time was not an iron rod but a crossbow arrow!

The Black Prison Warrior, who was walking at the forefront, was frightened and lost half of his soul after seeing the crossbow arrow. There is no end in front, no retreat in the back, there is no place to hide around, and it feels like an undisguised human target.

In the midst of the panic, something more terrible happened. An old voice, without a trace of emotion, shouted: "Release!"

In an instant, with a rhythmless sound, the crossbow arrows shot down like a tide!

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