Hearing the words of Shaolin Abbot, Zhou Yi sneered: "A bunch of fake Taoists, their hypocrisy is disgusting."

He didn't kill people, but he used methods more vicious than killing people.

But at this moment, Liao Ai said angrily: "You little devil, you still dare to say such arrogant words."

"One hundred and eight warrior monks, what are you waiting for? Quickly destroy this little devil's martial arts, and then leave it to me, the Buddha, to purify his sins."

One hundred and eight monks said in unison: "Yes!!"

This was a roar as loud as thunder. One hundred and eight monks shouted in unison, making the fallen leaves and dust in the square tremble.

The rich voices of one hundred and eight people made the people outside the mountain gate tremble in their hearts, and they all looked at the closed mountain gate with frightened faces.

"Sure enough, the One Hundred and Eight Arhats took action."

"Zhou Yi is dead!"

But he said, above the square in the temple.

One hundred and eight monks received the order, and without further delay, one hundred and eight stick shadows swept in from all directions, almost airtight, carrying a desperate and intensive offensive.

At the same time, Zhou Yi also drew his sword instantly.

The stick shadow is coming.

Zhou Yi dismounted from his horse and rushed towards the dozen or so monks nearby. The dozen stick shadows that were attacking the horse fell into the empty space.

He raised his hand and slashed his sword flatly, as if he was practicing a sword.

However, before the sword touched the stick shadow, the dozen or so monks took a step back in tacit agreement. At the same time, the other monks, who cooperated seamlessly, seized the opportunity, quickly stepped forward, and attacked closely from behind and from the left and right.

Come.

Seeing this, Liao Ai sneered and said: "No matter how powerful your sword is, you are only one enemy. How can you continue to be so vicious under the siege of one hundred and eight disciples in my temple?"

The Arhat Formation in Shaolin Temple is powerful not only in terms of numbers, but also in coordination.

Since the Arhat Formation is called a formation, it naturally has the mystery of how the formation changes.

These one hundred and eight people did not practice any other martial arts in the temple. They only specialized in the martial arts of subduing demon sticks. Not only that, their walking, living and sleeping skills had reached a terrifying level under the years of training.

The level of agreement and even the tacit understanding among these one hundred and eight people is unmatched.

Such a large formation seems to have shed the appearance of one hundred and eight people and come to life, becoming an unprecedented single terrifying master who has gathered the power of one hundred and eight warrior monks.

If any monk encounters a crisis, other monks will work closely to resolve it.

Although each of these monks is no more than a second-rate master, the combined strength of one hundred and eight of them, with their seamless cooperation, has led to a terrifying geometric increase in power.

on the square.

The shadows of sticks, swords, figures, and monks flicker constantly, dazzling like flowers.

Not long after, the time for making tea was over.

For such a long time, Zhou Yi didn't even open a gap. Not only that, his sword was never able to fall on any monk.

His sword was supposed to kill someone in the blink of an eye.

But, it’s completely useless here!

This formation is as invulnerable as the vast ocean.

Every thrust of Zhou Yi's sword was like a stone dropped into the sea. Not only did it not make waves at all, but it would be counterattacked like a huge wave.

This formation has really brought everyone's strength to the extreme. Like a big millstone, it will gradually wear away Zhou Yi's energy and spirit, causing him to have all his energy consumed, and then he will be slaughtered by others.

Outside the temple gate.

These people in the world couldn't see what was going on inside, and could only vaguely hear the sound of stick shadows breaking through the air inside, as dense as thunder.

Some people speculated: "The Shaolin Temple Arhat Formation has come out. I guess Zhou Yi will never be able to hold on for more than a stick of incense."

"I also think so. Although his sword can instantly take the life of any top master, but when faced with the siege of 108 Shaolin monks who cooperate seamlessly, no matter how powerful the sword is, it cannot kill a hundred people at the same time.

Eight people."

"Even if he wanted to risk a breakthrough and create a gap, the monks surrounding him from all sides would not give him a chance."

"That's right. If he chooses one direction to break out, he will definitely be attacked and killed by monks from other positions. Once dozens of stick shadows fall on him, even Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuixue will be beaten to pieces in an instant.

"

"Alas, this person is still too arrogant and too young."

"Who asked him to provoke the Shaolin Temple?"

Someone sneered and said: "Actually, the moment he killed Master Balsam Pear in the Zhenbao Pavilion, I knew that he would definitely end up where he is today."

"You don't know how to live or die, you will be removed from the world today."

on the square.

Several divine monks and the leader of the Shaolin Temple looked coldly at Zhou Yi, who was being gradually suppressed in the Arhat Formation.

Liao Chan sneered and said: "If he has another cup of tea, he will definitely be exhausted. He will not be able to escape from being hit by random sticks and breaking his bones and tendons."

Other chiefs and divine monks also think so.

The leader of the Prajna Hall silently announced the Buddha's name, then clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes and said: "Today, Shaolin has eliminated a scourge for the martial arts world. It's good, it's good..."

However, just when he failed to utter the last word.

A loud laugh came from the formation.

"The Arhat Formation is nothing more than that..."

This loud laughter shook the whole place, and everyone in the rivers and lakes outside the mountain gate could hear it clearly.

There was no trace of sullenness on his face.

Liao Ai, who had a violent personality, became even more furious: "Little devil, under the Arhat formation, you are already on the verge of death, and you still dare to speak nonsense!"

Outside the mountain gate.

"Zhou Yi is trapped in the Arhat formation this week. He actually dares to be so impudent. He is so crazy." Someone smacked his tongue.

Someone else said: "It's just a dying struggle."

In the temple.

Those leaders also thought that Zhou Yi had reached the end of his life and made his last arrogance.

However, what happened in the next moment made them all look terrified.

Liao Ai, Liao Wu, Liao Fan, and Liao Chan from the Discipline Academy all looked at the Arhat Formation in horror.

"This, this, this..."

"How could he..."

At the same time, Zhou Yi's cold laughter continued:

"The Arhat Formation, since it is a formation, is something that can be broken by others!"

The words just fell.

Zhou Yi's figure was as fast as lightning, turning to attack a position.

Liao Chan lost his voice in shock and growled: "Impossible, how could he know the position of the Arhat Formation's eye!!!"

Just like what Zhou Yi said just now.

Since the Arhat Formation is called a formation, it forms a system through the cooperation of various steps and moves to achieve operation.

This is the same as martial arts.

Since there are changes, there are flaws.

His perfect swordsmanship had flaws, but in the end it was the flaws that were incorporated into the changes that made it perfect.

However, can these one hundred and eight second-rate monks be able to melt flaws into changes like him or Ximen Chuixue?

Obviously it is absolutely impossible!

One hundred and eight people, although they cooperated perfectly and helped each other, if one party was in trouble, the others would immediately share the burden, so that the people in the formation had to stop and deal with attacks from other positions.

But, this is all based on the same foundation.

That is, it must follow a pivot to maintain operation.

This hub is the formation eye.

It is not always on the body of a certain monk, but changes its position as the formation continues to change.

Theoretically, the formation eye will appear on any monk.

However, as mentioned just now, although this formation is strong, it cannot reach the level of flowing water. If you see a gap, when you stretch your hand over, the flowing water behind it has already made up for the gap.

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Swordsmen such as Zhou Yi and Ximen Chuixue can melt this flaw into a part of the change, that's because their strength has reached this stage.

But, can a second-rate warrior monk smoothly transition from this flaw into a part of the change?
To be continued...