Chapter 976: Cracking the Arhat Array

"It is worthy of being a great inheritance faction, and it is really not child's play to be able to stand for 10,000 years" Seeing this, Zhang Xiǎohuā admired it from the bottom of his heart.

The five factions of the immortal dao inheritance, Zhang xiǎohuā can now see the three factions, among which the ethereal faction is his deepest feelings, and it is also the most intimate fate, but it is also the worst among these three factions, basically only martial arts, and there is no trace of the immortal dao, and there are only a few forbidden places in the ethereal mountain villa, which can show that the ethereal faction is related to the immortal dao, that is, the gang leader Ou Peng, is only the cultivation of martial arts, and it is not the peak cultivation, not even a trace of divine sense.

On the other hand, the imprint of the Immortal Dao can be seen everywhere, and Zhang Xiǎohuā's series of immortal fates are all achieved in the Incense Sect, and the leader of the Incense Sect, Jing Yi Shitai, is an immortal qi refiner. Although I haven't seen the Immortal Master yet, just looking at the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of this Dalin Temple, and then looking at a few ordinary Dharma Protector disciples, who can interfere with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi by casting the formation of martial arts, then why bother talking about the inheritance of the Immortal Dao in the temple?

Although the male nv in this world is equal, the qualification of men's cultivation is more than several times stronger than that of nv, and the men who can cultivate are hundreds of times more than a thousand times more than nv, so, by this reason, the strength of Dalin Temple should be above the incense sect, of course, the mysterious Tianlong Sect, Zhang xiǎohuā is difficult to speculate, after all, he has only seen Qin Shiyue, and the king of the seas

"Ouch, by the way, I don't know what happened to this xiǎo month and that ** now?

For a while, Zhang xiǎohuā is a wandering mind.

Seeing that Zhang Xiǎohuā's eyes were a little dull, the monks of the Luohan Formation were overjoyed, thinking that they had a chance, Zhang Xiǎohuā was míhuò by the sound of bāng, and one of the monks immediately raised a long stick and split it on the head

The long stick was full of momentum, not only driving the wind "woo", but also the small amount of heaven and earth vitality in the formation also swarming with the bāng tip, Zhang Xiǎohuā came back to his senses, that is, he saw a series of afterimages flashed by the stick, slashed in front of his eyes, and slightly exerted force under his feet, just to perform an ethereal dodge, but just under his feet, his heart moved:" Master Chang Gung has been to the Ethereal Sect and has also seen martial arts conferences, and I must have known this Ethereal Step, and when he performs it here, doesn't it mean that he is the xiǎo son he has seen before? Even if he can't confirm it, he must know about something related to the Ethereal Sect."

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiǎohuā's feet were beaten, and at this time, the wooden stick had already arrived in front of him, Zhang Xiǎohuā did not hesitate, and raised the Prajna to block in front of him, in his thoughts, although this long stick brought the wind and did not xiǎo, but the strength on the bāng was limited after all, although his block was in a hurry, it should be more than enough.

Who knows, the long stick hit Zhang xiǎohuā's Prajna, Zhang xiǎohuā suddenly felt a shock, and there was an unparalleled huge force on the long stick, almost about to knock Praruo out of his hand

"Ouch" Zhang xiǎohuā was shocked, he didn't have time to think about it, his hand was clenched, and he loosened it hard, and there was a muffled sound of "sonor", and if he was hit back, Zhang xiǎohuā seemed to be hit by a big stone, and he took a few steps backwards, but before he could stand firm, the wind of "woo" rose again, and the monk behind Zhang xiǎohuā also raised bāng and hit him on the back of the head mercilessly.

Fortunately, the long stick in front of him hit it, and he immediately retracted it, and did not pursue, Zhang xiǎohuā had free time, turned slightly sideways, and used Prajna to block the long stick behind him

This time, Zhang Xiǎohuā didn't dare to slack off, and used seventy percent of his strength to block the long stick, but it was still the same huge force as just now, which shocked Zhang Xiǎohuā's arm slightly sore, and he also took a few steps back with his strength, wanting to eliminate the force. Unbeknownst to him, on the left arm, there was a long stick after the second stick, one after another.

After catching the third stick, Zhang Xiǎohuā was shocked: "Is there a mistake? Why is this monk of Dalin Temple so brave? Everyone's arms have a huge strength of tens of thousands of catties? This ...... With this kind of strength, how can you not dominate the rivers and lakes?"

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiǎohuā's longing for Dalin Temple is like a surging river......

However, he was in the formation, and he couldn't perform light skills, so he could only face it hard

It's the kung fu of the tea again, and Zhang Xiǎohuā doesn't know how many sticks he has received, but fortunately, he has always been good at strength, and the Beidou God Fist is also a must-practice every day, and he can cope with it. However, after such a long time, Zhang Xiǎohuā realized the strangeness again.

One is that although there were eighteen monks in this arhat array, only one person attacked Zhang Xiǎohuā each time, and the others did not participate, not what he had thought before, and everyone rushed up and crackled and killed.

The second is that the strength of each bāng is the same, which means that the strength of the eighteen monks is generally great. This is nothing, but as time goes by, the strength of this bāng is also gradually decreasing, which makes Zhang Xiǎohuā very suspicious that the strength of these eighteen monks is also generally reduced, is it ...... 张xiǎohuā didn't feel thoughtful.

Then, Zhang Xiǎohuā expanded his divine consciousness slightly, but after a while, he just discovered the strangeness in it, only to see that when a monk raised the bāng, two slight, very mysterious bō movements came from both sides of him, and after he struck out the long stick, there was a fainter bō movement from his body to the monks on both sides of him, and then carefully watched, in the entire arhat array, among the eighteen monks, there was a faint movement of this strange bō kept transmitting

"Understood" Zhang Xiǎohuā's eyes shrank slightly: "This is the legendary transmission of power, and the internal power includes transmitting one's internal force to others through the hand or other parts, so that one's internal force can be used by others for a period of time, or oneself attacking others through other people's meridians, such as fighting cattle across the mountain." And the martial arts predecessors of this Dalin Temple are even more powerful, creating this Arhat Array, they can actually connect everyone's strength together, and use the strength of eighteen people together to attack one person."

"Ouch, these eighteen people, I can resist them, if there are twenty-eight people, one hundred and eight people? Where can I resist them? Even, if there are 10,000 Arhat arrays, isn't there no opponent in this Dalin Temple? Maybe only the means of the Immortal Dao can deal with it."

Zhang Xiǎohuā suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. It seems that I thought of what Master Changxing said just now: "Seeing that you are still young, you won't take the real big array"

Of course, it was the attack of these eighteen monks, and the strength had begun to gradually weaken, Zhang Xiǎohuā gradually had a spectrum in his heart, since he entered the battle, the monks of Dalin Temple first disturbed the gods with the sound of sticks, and then used long sticks to attack, and fell into a situation where the first strike was strong, one bāng after another, so that Zhang xiǎohuā was overwhelmed, and between these bāngbāng, the flow of the strength of the eighteen monks, if Zhang Xiǎohuā broke their cooperation, or persisted until the strength of the eighteen monks was exhausted, this Arhat formation would be self-defeating

This truth is clear, but if you really want to do it, it is really difficult in the eyes of others, because the eighteen long sticks in the Arhat array cooperate tacitly, one bāng after another, tightly seamless, there is no breathing room for you to fight back, but to use one enemy eighteen to exhaust your strength, then ordinary people don't even think about it. It is estimated that Jingyi Shitai also relied on jīng's wonderful swordsmanship and light skills to pass on incense, so as to gain a slight opportunity from the stick, so as to break the tacit understanding of this Arhat formation, and achieve the victory of Zuihou

However, these two methods of breaking the formation are as easy as drinking water for Zhang Xiǎohuā, and when he understands the true meaning of the Arhat array, he naturally has a plan in his heart, exhausting the energy of the eighteen monks, which is really time-consuming, and he still has two levels to pass in the future, and there is still a use for retaining strength. As for light skills and swordsmanship, Zhang Xiǎohuā himself didn't want to take them out to offer ugliness, so the only thing left was to defeat the enemy with force.

I only heard Zhang Xiǎohuā laugh and said, "Thank you for the guidance of the senior brothers of Dalin Temple, I'm going to make a move."

As he was talking, a long stick was struck from under the armpit, Zhang xiǎohuā will be a horizontal Prajna, and the luck is cut obliquely, and the sound of "Bang Dang" is knocked on the long stick, and the monk who sees the other side in his consciousness is about to make a move, and the Prajna is not stagnant, it is directly a wave, "woo" Seeing that the enemy was the first, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the monk was shocked, and the long stick trembled slightly, and when the strength of the other seventeen monks had not yet fully come, it was to strike out, who knows, Zhang Xiǎohuā will only lightly hit the Prajna on his long stick, and then the side of the body, Prajna is the first to hit the other disciple who is about to come out of the stick

"Ah" The disciple was even more anxious, according to the Arhat formation, the next one was the one he was going to play, and besides, this order was not the same every time, he couldn't believe it anyway, Zhang Xiǎohuā actually attacked in front of him before he was completely unprepared.

He can't help but fight back, as long as he shakes the long stick, he wants to strike out, but he doesn't have to rush this blow, the flow of the entire qi is interrupted, this bāng, and only his own strength, where can it be compared with Zhang Xiǎohuā's Prajna?

Seeing that he was about to be hit by Zhang Xiǎohuā's Prajna, he heard a praise from outside the formation: "The good means xiǎo donor, not only is his internal strength profound, but he is also thoughtful, he can actually guess which disciple made the move, and he can still have such a calm mind in the midst of danger." Even the Jingyi master back then was too late."

Hearing Master Changxing speak, Zhang Xiǎohuā is hand is actually like a heavy sword, and said with a smile: "Where, the wisdom of the sect leader is like the sea, but it is not comparable to the disciples, and it is also a fluke to be able to find the way to crack the Arhat Array."

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