The Arhat array running in the field, after Yang Yi's sword sounded, suddenly stopped, the billowing yellow smoke was faintly covered with blood mist, the mountain wind blew, the blood mist and yellow smoke in the big array gradually dissipated, and the scene in the big array appeared in front of everyone.

Yang Yi held the sword in one hand, and in the independent field, one hundred and eight warrior monks lay on the ground at his feet, motionless and silent.

The mountain wind continued to blow, Yang Yi wore a white robe and made a strong sound in the wind, leaning on the sky and the long sword in his hand reflected the sun, a murderous aura even if it was a hundred meters away, the onlookers could feel it, and a peerless killing god who stood in the sky and the earth was covered with blood and mist appeared in a trance, which made people's hearts palpitate and they couldn't breathe.

Yang Yi glanced at the warrior monk at his feet, suddenly put his sword back into its sheath, his murderous aura disappeared for a while, he squinted at the sky, and said lightly: "Good formation!

Everyone at the scene was taken by his might, and they all stood silent, until Yang Yi stepped forward to Kong Wen and the others, and the people in each faction came back to their senses.

The big and small disciples of the Ming Sect cheered loudly, and Zhou Dian cracked his mouth and laughed, "Shaolin bald donkey, you guys are blowing nonsense, what kind of bullshit Arhat array, didn't you let my sect leader break it?" If you know each other, quickly hand over Cheng Kun, otherwise don't blame me for the Ming Sect for bullying more and less!

Yang Yi walked up to Kong Wen and said softly: "Hand over Cheng Kun!"

Kong Wen was stunned and watched Yang Yi come over, his face was as dead as ashes for a moment, his body staggered and almost wanted to fall, as soon as the words came out, his voice became hoarse at some point, "Sect Master Yang is so ruthless!

Yang Yidao: "Hand over!"

The empty wisdom next to him hissed, "Sect Leader Yang, can you kill them all?"

Yang Yi said: "I can't die!"

Kong Zhi made up his mind slightly, since Yang Yi said that those warrior monks lying on the ground could not die, then there must be no danger to their lives, and he breathed a great sigh of relief at the moment. He saluted Yang Yihe and said, "Thank you Sect Leader Yang for your mercy!"

Kong Wen also breathed a sigh of relief, and instructed Kong Zhidao: "Senior brother, you go to the field to check." ”

Kong Zhi led the order forward, and when he came to the side of a cadre of warrior monks in the field, he took a closer look and found that all the acupoints of these warrior monks had been sealed. So motionless, but each of them had one ear cut off, and both were left ears. Blood gushed from the wound, staining the ground with peach blossoms.

Kong Zhi thought of the thunderbolt-like sword light just now, and he was still shocked, it seemed that the ears of these one hundred and eight warrior monks must have been cut off in an instant by Yang Yi with extremely fast techniques. It's just that how fast can the swordsmanship be to cut off the ears of more than a hundred warrior monks?

This kind of swordsmanship, Kong Zhi can no longer imagine.

Moreover, after cutting off this person's ears, he can easily seal their acupoints. How high is the kung fu of this Ming Sect Master?

The more Kong Zhi thought about it, the more shocked he became, and he leaned down to unravel the underground monk's acupoint, but after his fingers stretched out, he trembled and couldn't calm down. He sighed secretly, knowing that his mind was in turmoil, and it was best not to do anything at this time, the more he did it, the more wrong he became.

A few small novices were called at the moment. Instructed them: "Go to the temple and call a few more people, and carry you senior brothers into the temple to be bandaged." ”

After a few small novices received their orders. Kong Zhi came to Kong Wen and said, "Senior brother, their left ear has been cut off, but their lives are fine!"

Kong Wen closed his eyes and said, "Good, good! Thank you Sect Master Yang for not killing!" He had no heart to resist at this time, and ordered Kong Zhi, "Senior brother." Go and call Master Yuanzhen's nephew here. ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "I knew this was the case, why should the abbot be so troublesome? Now that he has lost his troops and lost face, why bother!"

I heard the loud Buddha number, but I didn't answer.

The people in the Mingjiao sect on the sidelines were already noisy. Zhou Dian shouted there, "Shaolin bald donkey, hand over Cheng Kun!"

The Five Elements Banner behind Zhou Dian felt interesting, and shouted after Zhou Dian, "Shaolin bald donkey, hand over Cheng Kun! Shaolin bald donkey, hand over Cheng Kun!"

The sound is getting louder and louder, and it is deafening.

Yang Yi said with a smile: "Master Kongwen, I don't know when this Cheng Kun will come out......" Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly shook, and the Yitian long sword had appeared in his hand at some point, and the long sword drew a circle in the void in front of him, and with a crisp sound of "ding", it seemed that something had shot on the long sword.

Yang Yi's face sank, "Shaolin Temple still has this kind of vicious secret weapon?" He put the long sword flat in front of Kong Wen's eyes, "Kong Wen, it seems that I am going to kill a few more people today!"

Kong Wen looked at the long sword in front of him, and saw a blue poisonous needle on the spine of the long sword, thinking that it was the thing that made a sound when it shot at the long sword just now.

Yang Yi stood in front of them, and the direction in which the poisonous needle shot out just now was from the Shaolin monks.

Kongwen's face was even more gloomy, and he turned to look at the dozen or so old monks beside him, "I, a Shaolin monk, have always learned martial arts and used weapons, and they have always been dignified, as my Shaolin elders, how can you be such a vicious secret weapon? Who sent this poisonous needle? Stand up yourself!"

The people standing behind Kongwen were all old monks with empty characters, all with white beards fluttering, long eyebrows lowered, hearing the abbot's inquiry, all of them proclaimed the Buddha's name, and looked at each other, but no one stood up.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Very good!" Walking forward, the abbot of Kongwen was originally standing in front of Yang Yi, but after Yang Yi took this step, he somehow bypassed Kongwen and went directly to the old monk behind Kongwen.

After the empty news reacted, the Yitian Sword in Yang Yi's hand was already on the neck of an old monk, "Tell me, why am I shooting a dark weapon at me?"

The old monk looked stunned, "Amitabha, what does Sect Master Yang mean by this?"

"Pretend to be stupid!" The long sword in Yang Yi's hand flashed, and the wide robe and sleeve of the old monk's right hand had been shredded by the long sword, revealing his thin and bare arms.

Kong Wen looked at the old monk's arm, and saw a small bamboo tube tied to the old monk's wrist, with a small hole at one end of the bamboo tube, facing the front. As the abbot of Shaolin, Kongwen is well-informed, and at a glance, he knows that this small bamboo tube must be hidden in the machine, and it is the same hidden weapon mechanism as the tightly backed flower crossbow, and the poisonous needle that was shot at Yang Yi just now was sent by this person.

This bamboo tube is so small that it is hidden in the sleeve, and with a slight press, the poisonous needle inside will be ejected by the powerful tension spring, killing people and invisibly. If you don't pay close attention, it's hard to tell who actually made the shot.

After Yang Yi twisted the sleeves of the old monk's robe, the long sword was put on the neck of the old monk, this old monk is also a senior monk of the empty character, and his kung fu is extremely good, when Yang Yi's long sword came, he clearly saw the momentum of the long sword, his body changed and moved, and the strength of eating milk was used, but he couldn't avoid Yang Yi's seemingly ordinary sword.

Yang Yi looked at Kongwen, "Does the Shaolin monk still have this kind of secret weapon?"

Kong Wen's face turned pale, and he said, "There is no plan! Shaolin disciples have never used such a vicious secret weapon!" He looked at the bald old monk, "Kong Zheng, what is the matter with you, why did you use such a vicious secret weapon to assassinate Sect Leader Yang?"

Sora closed his eyes and didn't answer.

Yang Yi smiled: "Cheng Kun's lackey, what is there to ask?"

Kongwen hesitated: "Sect Leader Yang must not laugh, this matter must be investigated in detail." ”

Yang Yi's long sword was swung out, and the blade had already slashed through Kongzheng's neck, "What is there to check? Call Cheng Kun out and ask!"

In the blood splatter, Yang Yi's figure flashed rapidly, and two more empty character old monks were kicked out by him.

"Something is wrong with these two bald heads, too!"

At this time, the head of the empty man had not yet fallen. (To be continued.) )