Chapter 406: Crying Blood Buddha Tears Crying Bronze Man
"You two thought of this place too?"
In this world, there is never a shortage of smart people, many people go down from the front of the Shaolin Temple, but the Shaolin Temple may not be able to catch all the people who escaped from the Demon Suppression Tower. But it is still possible to catch some of them.
Therefore, the safest way that Lu Zhen thought of was to leave from the Eighteen Bronze Array.
Similarly, Hai Wuliang and Chu Liufeng also thought of this, so there was a scene where they met each other here.
"In that case, let's keep going. ”
Lu Zhen smiled slightly at Hai Wuliang and Chu Liufeng, and walked in front.
Hai Wuliang and Chu Liufeng estimated that in the place where the Eighteen Bronze Formations were located, there must be a passage around them that could go down the mountain, and as long as they found that passage, they could leave safely.
But following behind Lu Zhen, he faintly felt that Lu Zhen was walking towards the entrance of the Eighteen Bronze Man Array.
"Wait, Lord Lu, what are you...... Where are you going?"
"Eighteen bronze formations!" Lu Zhen's tone was full of reason.
And the two of them looked at each other, but they were surprised, "You...... You're not going to break the Eighteen Bronze Formation and go all the way out, are you?"
Lu Zhen glanced at the two of them and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you two thinking so?"
Obviously, the two of them really didn't think so.
"Lord Lu, the two of us know that you are very powerful, but the eighteen bronze formations of Shaolin Temple are not trivial......" Chu Liufeng's words were not finished, and Lu Zhen had already walked far away.
By the time the two of them followed, Lu Zhen had already entered the entrance of the cave where the Eighteen Bronze Formations were located.
Passing through the dim cave, there is a small temple in another village, and in this temple, there are eighteen bronze people of Shaolin Temple guarding the town.
Any Shaolin Temple disciple who wants to go down the mountain must pass through them.
If you can pass, you can pass.
However, it is returned.
By the time Hai Wuliang and Chu Liufeng walked in, Lu Zhen had already exchanged hands with a bronze man at the door of the temple.
Seeing the two fighting, Hai Wuliang's brows were furrowed.
Chu Liufeng on the side immediately asked, "What's the matter?" I see that your face is not very good. ”
Chu Liufeng is known as the white-clothed thief saint, in terms of stealing things, in terms of light skills, he is first-class in the entire martial arts, but in terms of combat, he is not very strong.
And Hai Wuliang came from the overseas faction among the thirteen factions, and when he first learned about the true transmission of the overseas faction, he was expelled because of the internal struggle of the sect, but in fact, the exercises he mastered were much more complete than those of the current overseas faction.
At this moment, although he could see that Lu Zhen was on par with the Shaolin bronze man, but the martial artists in the world, who did not know that although the Shaolin Temple's Vajra is not bad magic was lost, there were eighteen monks who inherited the skills of this martial arts.
And these eighteen skills will be passed down from generation to generation.
Therefore, Hai Wuliang knows that the Shaolin Bronze Man is invincible, and the Bronze Man Array is unbreakable.
In the entire martial arts, there are some who dare to provoke Shaolin, but there are a few people who can really fight against Shaolin.
Now that Lu Zhen is already on par with that bronze man, it is estimated that it will not be long before Lu Zhen will be defeated.
Sure enough, Hai Wuliang found that between Lu Zhen's moves, it seemed to have slowed down a little.
And at this moment, for Lu Zhen, this is not the case at all.
While Lu Zhen was fighting with this bronze man, what he felt was the mastery and application of the eighteen bronze man's magic skills of King Kong.
At the beginning, Lu Zhen was indeed a little surprised.
Because he found that the way that the bronze man of Shaolin Temple used for the magic skill of King Kong was a little different from what he imagined.
But soon, Lu Zhen discovered the key.
That's because the Shaolin Temple has lost the secret book of King Kong is not bad, and it was also the Shaolin predecessors who passed on the power of King Kong to other Shaolin monks before they died.
Therefore, over the years, although there have always been eighteen monks in Shaolin Temple who have inherited the power of King Kong is not bad, but because of the lack of mental method, and the inheritance of power will inevitably be consumed, so there is indeed a considerable part of the true qi cultivated by King Kong in the body of the eighteen bronze people in Shaolin Temple, but more of them are the true qi of Buddhism that belongs to Shaolin.
Combine the two true qi together, with the Buddhist true qi as the auxiliary, and the true qi of the Vajra incorruptible divine skill as the core.
Therefore, when fighting, the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple, whether they are offensive or defensive, are only in vain, and there is a little less of the true intention of King Kong not to be bad.
It was because Lu Zhen was pondering these things before, so the moves were a little slower.
Now that everything has been figured out, there is no need to continue fighting.
"I don't know who you are, but if you dare to enter the Shaolin Temple, you still want to get out, it's impossible!"
The bronze man of Shaolin Temple said sharply to Lu Zhen.
At the same time, the other seventeen bronze men who heard the sound of fighting outside also stood up and looked at Lu Zhen outside.
Lu Zhen couldn't help but sneer, "The monks don't speak. You say it's impossible, why?"
This time, the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple sneered.
"Because you don't know what true power is!"
Before the words fell, the bronze man from Shaolin Temple punched out, faintly breaking everything.
Seeing that this punch was almost shattering the air, Hai Wuliang shook his head, he knew that if this punch went down, with Lu Zhen's cultivation, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Although Chu Liufeng was not very incomprehensible, under the momentum of this punch, he felt extremely terrifying.
As for the seventeen Shaolin bronze men in the back, the corners of their mouths rose slightly.
The bronze man led by him chuckled and said: "My Shaolin inheritance, it should be so strong......"
The strong momentum has not yet been exported, but I have seen an amazing scene.
I saw that as soon as Lu Zhen raised his hand, he had already easily caught the bronze man's punch, and at the same time, the golden true qi in Lu Zhen's hand was swirling, and finally Lu Zhen's entire skin turned brass, which was the same as the appearance of the eighteen bronze people now.
"This! no!
King Kong is not bad, it is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, although it has been lost for many years, but it has always been in the hands of the Sadness Temple, and no one has obtained it so far.
Now this Shaolin standing here, how can he not be bad at Vajra?
And it seems that the degree of mastery is not inferior to the eighteen bronze people of Shaolin Temple, and even faintly surpasses.
At this moment, the faces of the other seventeen bronze men were all shocked, and they couldn't believe their eyes at all.
Even Hai Wuliang opened his mouth wide and was dumbfounded.
Lu Zhen looked at the Shaolin bronze man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"Your power, know nothing. ”
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