Neither of them rushed to make the first move, they were all staring at each other, trying to find a flaw, and they suddenly shouted without regrets, and the black mang skyrocketed, and they attacked first. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No regrets, the eighteen Arhat Formation was also launched, this Shaolin Arhat Array, the shock of martial arts for many years, naturally has its superiority, no regrets only feel that the sky is full of stick shadows, their own knife skills can not be used at all, the heart is not good, while moving and dodging, while watching their formation changes.

But I saw that if the eighteen people were separated, their martial arts would be mediocre, and I was afraid that no one would be able to take his three moves, but the eighteen people joined forces, but they cooperated seamlessly, just like one person, and the connection between the moves was even more ingenious, and once the formation was unfolded, there was no flaw.

Yuan watched the battle from the sidelines, but he was shocked to see it, thinking that the Arhat Array of Shaolin Temple was powerful in the martial arts, and no one could break the big Arhat Array of one hundred and eight people, and the little Arhat Array of these eighteen people did not know how many heroes of the rivers and lakes had been trapped, and some of the martial arts were even more frightened of the Arhat Array of Shaolin Temple, but now this top ten teenager on the black list looks young, but his martial arts are really good, and he is trapped in the formation with no traces of defeat in a hundred moves.

Seeing that his sword technique was erratic and unpredictable, he secretly wondered when there was such a profound sword technique on the rivers and lakes.

I knew the bitterness of no regrets, and I had no regrets when I was trapped in the array, and I secretly complained in my heart that I was miserable, thinking that if I was captured in Shaolin, this matter would be even more unclear.

The confused monk decided that he was the murderer, and he was covered in blood, how could this matter be explained clearly by talking about it.

Without regrets, while fighting hard, he pondered the way to break the formation, and suddenly thought: These eighteen people are eighteen people after all, even if they cooperate well, there must be gaps to follow, as long as one of them shows flaws, this formation is broken.

This is also after he suffered a loss in the Six Dragons Swing Tail Formation, the little girl urgently explained to him some common sense about the formation.

Thinking that the warrior monk had spoken twice just now, he must have been extremely short-tempered, and it was a good choice.

Just started with him, thinking of this, the spirit of no regrets not only lifted up, but also slashed twice, and hurriedly attacked the warrior monk who spoke just now, and at the same time made a slight mistake under his feet, avoiding the sticks of the other two monks, but with a slight smile on his face, he said to the warrior monk: "Monk, what is on your feet?"

The warrior monk was stunned in his heart, thinking that there could be something on my feet, and instinctively looked down, so that his hands couldn't help but slow down, and what he wanted without regret was a moment, the long knife shook, the seven tiger knife dragon chanted endlessly, and the black mangs flashed, only to hear a few sharp sounds, and the sticks in the hands of the monks scattered to the ground, and then there were wails.

I saw that the five monks were all injured by the long knife without regret on their right wrists, and the wounds were all the same, more than three inches long, and the blood flowed, and a few younger monks couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Liyuan's face was pale, extremely ugly, and he couldn't imagine that the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation that was powerful in the world would be broken like this.

Although he broke the other party's formation, he didn't regret it and didn't feel good, he also staggered back two steps, wow, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

With cleverness and a little bit of luck, he broke the eighteen Arhat formation, but he still couldn't completely avoid everyone's sticks, and was hit hard by a monk on his back, at this time he only felt a burning pain, and his chest was slightly stuffy, knowing that his internal organs were concussed, and although the injury was not serious, it was not light, but there was still an old monk standing in front of him who needed to be sent away, so he could only forcibly endure it.

He took a step forward, and Heshi shouted a Buddha name: "Amitabha! ”

Wu regrets knew that today's matter was no longer good, so he was not polite immediately, and said, "Master, please give advice!"

"Amitabha, please take the palm of the old man. After finishing speaking, he slowly stretched out his right palm, and at the same time took a step forward with his left leg, which was the starting style of the Shaolin Peerless Great Palm in the Western Regions.

Wu regret knew that this was the town temple of Shaolin in the Western Regions, and he only felt that with the movement of the fate, the air around him seemed to be still.

The little girl who was watching the battle outside glanced at the starting gesture and was taken aback: "It's a big palm!" Then she hurriedly shouted to Wu Regrets: "No regrets, those Shaolin towns and temples in the Western Regions are so great that they can't fight hard."

"Yes, the donor's eyesight is not bad, it is the big big palm" glanced at the little girl, and said quite unexpectedly.

Wu regret saw that the originally wide monk's robe on his body was like a full wind, all of them rose, and the bones of his whole body made a dense crisp sound, and the air flow flowed with his palm, busy calming his mind and raising his vigilance.

He also heard that Shaolin Temple has seventy-two kinds of peerless learning, which is even more powerful, but he didn't expect that he was so lucky, not only to be able to meet, but also to understand its power.

With a loud roar, he pushed out with a heavy palm.

"******! The thief is bald and hateful!" A fierce figure shot out quickly, snapped, and took a palm from the edge, only to hear a loud "touch" sound, and the edge of the hole retreated five or six steps back before he took the pile and stopped.

The man stood awe-inspiring, coarse linen, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with two arms exposed, bronzed skin and bulging muscles, who was one of the strange duo he had encountered in the game of darts in the past.

The fate of the face was pale, although the two only had one palm, but the victory and defeat had been divided, and he couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart, secretly thinking that he had no regrets and was clever in his sword, and that he was rare in his life, and the eighteen Arhat arrays that Shaolin Temple was proud of had been broken by him.

And this person has deep internal strength, but he is afraid that he is another fierce enemy! But the stakes are very high, so he has to bite the bullet and say: "Who is the donor, why do you want to help this murderous suspect?"

The person who came didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head to look at Wu regret and said, "Little brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed?" Oh, you are injured, is it this bald donkey?"

Seeing that he ignored him and didn't take himself seriously at all, he actually scolded him for being a bald donkey, and his old face was already angry.

Hearing this, he smiled slightly: "It's nothing, it's just some minor injuries, how can Brother Tai be here?"

"I passed by here, and I heard someone fighting, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be you!" The man laughed, pointed to the dead bodies all over the ground and asked, "What's going on, why did the bald donkey say you were the murderer?"

No regrets said with a wry smile: "I was entrusted by someone to come to this Huangsha Temple to meet with friends, but I didn't expect me to come here, all the people in the temple have been killed, and there is no one left alive. ”