Chapter 466: One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation
Zhou Zhi'an gritted his teeth and shouted: "Change the formation, become a hundred and eight Arhat formation." β
The Arhat Formation is the famous formation of the Shaolin School, it is the barrier against the strong enemy in the Shaolin Temple, for hundreds of years, I have never heard of the legend that someone broke out of the Arhat Array. The Arhat array is divided into "eighteen small Arhat arrays" and "one hundred and eight big Arhat arrays", "one hundred and eight big Arhat arrays" are composed of one hundred and eight monks, at this time they are divided into twelve casts, each Yang nine people, rows of vertical and horizontal pre-standing, neat, and feel very calm, this array contains an extremely strong force, the offender will die. Any master in the world, standing in front of this formation, has to lose psychologically for a while......
It also happened that in addition to the seven or eight warrior monks who were repelled by Cen Fenghan, the rest of the people were exactly one hundred and eight, seeing that Zhou Zhi'an was angry and rushed to the crown, he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly divided into twelve throws, nine people per game, criss-crossed, and the momentum was pressing, even Elder Zhixian's expression changed slightly, once the one hundred and eight Arhat Array was launched, the group attack was endless, endless, this wheel group attack was hard, even if it was not killed, after a long time, it would be exhausted to death.
This is simply a test of life and death for Cen Fenghan.
Cen Fenghan was not afraid of danger, but laughed out loud and shouted: "Okay, good, this is enjoyable, today I will either break through this big formation, or die under your stick, there is no other choice." Come on. β
After speaking, he shook a bucket of "Qianyuan sticks" and rushed forward.
The crowd chanted a Buddha name, the strong wind in the courtyard emptied and stirred, the monks' clothes fluttered, Cen Feng was cold, but he felt a flower in front of him, and then his whole body felt countless indescribable potential oppression. It's like throwing yourself into a huge and extremely rapid whirlpool, and you can't help but spin and immerse yourself. After a moment's hesitation, hundreds of sticks flashed in front of him, striking from all directions, unable to dodge, unable to dodge, and under such a formation. Slowly, you are just a martial arts monk in a martial arts monastery, even if a strong Arhat appears, even if you have the courage to cover the world, you will end up exhausted and captured.
Suddenly, the "Qianyuan Stick" let out a sharp hissing sound, cold light sprayed, and vaguely there seemed to be a huge black dragon rising into the air, and the strength of the raging waves quickly condensed, Cen Fenghan suddenly felt that the strength of his whole body was concentrated on his arms, and the huge power was like a flood to drain down. The "Qianyuan Stick" tore through the air, roaring and crashing into the stick, like a violent wind rolling sand, covering the sky, and the middle three cast twenty-seven warrior monks fell to both sides, and the one hundred and eight Arhat formations were torn apart.
Zhou Zhian was so angry that he shouted again: "Fill the gap, you can't let him out." β
The warrior monks immediately cheered up and quickly filled the gap. The Luohan array re-surrounded Cen Fenghan again.
Abbot Zhixian and all the temple hosts were stunned, seeing Cen Feng rushing left and right in the cold array, and hundreds of warrior monks of the temple just couldn't defeat him.
Cen Fenghan also felt a little struggling, after all, he was just a person. To deal with hundreds of sticks, not to mention fighting together, it takes a lot of effort to fight one by one, although the "Qianyuan stick" has helped him a lot. But after fighting for such a long time, a person's body is limited after all, and he gritted his teeth. I thought to myself, I can't fall in love with the fight, and I have to stand out as fast as possible, otherwise I will be tired and tired.
As soon as his mind moved, the "Qianyuan stick" seemed to understand his thoughts, and swept it horizontally, sending out a huge stick gas, and between the black light, the warrior monk in front fell again, and the back quickly surrounded him, taking support, rack, twist, grid, collision, Push and other offensive and defensive techniques, with the use of its stick method, you must know that the Shaolin stick method does not have complex moves, it is about actual combat, although it is a few simple strokes, but these warrior monks are not ten years or even more than ten years of solid basic skills, and now they are all beaten out of the fire, the force through the stick end, such as the force of splitting Huashan. I don't care about the friendship between master and apprentice.
Cen Fenghan was even more struggling.
Even so, he is still in high spirits, can not see the slightest defeat, the "Qianyuan stick" in his hand dances like a windmill, sticking to the wound, one hundred and eight warrior monks have nearly half of them lost their combat effectiveness, one hundred and eight Arhat arrays are slowly shrinking, at this moment the sky is already bright, the sun is rising high, and it is a good weather, the sky is clear, the sun is shining, but the shouts of killing in front of the armory of Songshan Shaolin Temple are everywhere, earth-shattering.
Repelled another attack by the warrior monks, Cen Fenghan couldn't break the remnants of the Arhat formation, he was tired and began to pant, the "Qianyuan stick" in his hand became heavier and heavier, Zhou Zhian also suffered a stick, blood flowed from his mouth, he wiped it hard and shouted: "Master and apprentices hold on a little longer, the kid can't stand it anymore, catch him alive, don't kill him." β
Jiang is still old and spicy, Zhou Zhi'an has already seen that Cen Fenghan is now at the end of the strong crossbow, and the spirit of the remaining warrior monks is shocked, and he is ready to do the final fight.
At this time, there was a shout at the door, Abbot Zhixian looked back, and dozens of Shaolin monks ran in in a panic and said: "Abbot, abbot, no, someone has broken into the temple, we can't resist at all." β
Abbot Zhixian didn't panic and asked, "Who is so bold, can anyone break into Shaolin Temple?" β
As soon as the words fell, a person quickly called in and replied: "What kind of bullshit Shaolin Temple, bullying more and besieging my husband, how can this be reasonable." β
A woman in a strong suit rushed in with a stick in her hand, and saw Cen Fenghan struggling to support, not to mention breaking into the formation, raising the stick with no head and no brain, Cen Fenghan looked up and saw who it was not Lu Yunxia, and shouted in shock: "'Crazy girl', why are you here." β
Lu Yunxia glared at him fiercely and replied: "The five-year period is over, I am waiting for you to come back and marry me, why can't I wait, boy, do you want to get married." β
Cen Fenghan also replied: "I want to go back, but they won't let me, form a hundred and eight Arhat array, and surround me, if you don't break this formation, you will become a widow." β
Lu Yunxia's face turned red with anger, and she yelled: "Husband, then let's break it together." β
Okay, halfway to kill a trip to bite the gold, warrior monks, you look at me, I'll look at you, what, this woman claims to be Cen Fenghan's fiancΓ©e, a husband and a husband screamed, how many secrets do not know about the kid, he broke a few of the six precepts of Shaolin Temple, drinking is no longer a thing, stealing the treasure of the Warrior Monastery Zhenyuan, and committing a woman's sex, the six precepts are broken in half, it is simply bold.
The warrior monks looked at Zhou Zhi'an together, meaning what do you think?
Zhou Zhi'an also lost his temper.
Abbot Zhixian spoke: "Cen Fenghan, are you sure you want to leave Shaolin Temple?"
Cen Fenghan nodded resolutely.
Abbot Zhixian sighed softly and said: "You have violated the precepts of the Shaolin Temple, and you will never come back when you walk out of the gate, this is one; second, if you use the name of the Shaolin warrior monk to do evil outside, our Shaolin Temple will definitely come forward to clean up the door; third, the 'Qianyuan stick' you can take away, but it is the relic of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, the Bodhidharma Patriarch has always been compassionate, I hope you will also be like him to be kind, do not kill innocents. β
Cen Fenghan knelt down, kowtowed three times at the abbot and said: "The disciple remembers the abbot's teachings, and will never disgrace the Shaolin Temple after going out. β
Abbot Zhixian turned around and left, and the Shaolin Temple Protector and his party also followed closely and quickly left the armory. The warrior monks who were fighting together like enemies just now surrounded them, and Zhou Zhi'an gently patted Cen Fenghan's shoulder and said, "Okay, no one has been able to break the one hundred and eight Arhat Formation of Shaolin Temple so far, you are the first and only one." β
Cen Fenghan shook his head: "Master, I have already lost, if it weren't for my daughter-in-law suddenly breaking in, it is me who has fallen to the ground now, the abbot has spared my life, master, you are not really ruthless, and these senior brothers and sisters of mine, Feng Han is here to thank you." β
Lu Yunxia stood to the side and was still angry, glaring at these warrior monks with her eyes. Zhou Zhi'an laughed: "Feng Han, your daughter-in-law is good, she is beautiful, and her martial arts are good, but her temper is a little bigger, can you stop her?"
Cen Fenghan honestly shook his head and said, "I can't hold it down." β
Everyone laughed.
Leaving the Shaolin Temple, the little couple walked towards the way home, Cen Fenghan looked at Lu Yunxia, I haven't seen her for five years, Lu Yunxia is already a mature girl, I saw her curved eyebrows soft and seductive, and her charming eyes rippling in autumn water, especially a cherry mouth is even more red and glamorous, incomparably tempting, making people confused, Cen Fenghan even had the absurd idea of wanting to kiss her seductive red lips fiercely. Lu Yunxia is such a smart woman, she hurriedly dodged away, glared at her eyes and threatened: "Little broken boy, don't mess around." β
Cen Fenghan stared at her with dead eyes: "I didn't expect my wife to be so beautiful, I am no longer a little broken child, I am a dignified man, just now you didn't see me beating a hundred and eight Arhats, call me a little broken child in the future, see if I don't clean you up." β
Lu Yunxia replied with a smile: "Without me, you would have been beaten down a long time ago, it was I who saved your life, you are not grateful to Dade, and you have to clean me up, you just have no conscience, little broken child." Ignore you. β
said so, but the body leaned over, gently holding Cen Fenghan's arm, Cen Fenghan's whole body was soft, the two walked together affectionately, a few days later, Kaifeng Mansion was already in front of him, Cen Fenghan shouted happily: "We are home, we are at home to marry a daughter-in-law, live a sweet life, madam, and give birth to a bunch of children for me, it will be complete." β
Lu Yunxia's face was flushed with shame, and she pinched him hard. (To be continued......)