"Because, I already want to taste the feeling of being besieged by thousands of troops!"

The leisurely sighs spread like wind and rain throughout the entire Wanjia Valley.

Such arrogant words made everyone feel quite absurd. Who did he think he was? There are so many martial arts practitioners in this world. Since the martial arts world, there have been so many arrogant and romantic figures in the hundreds or thousands of years, but who dares to fight against the army with his own strength?

No matter how high your martial arts are, you will be a mortal fetus, and you will be injured and bleeding. Any warrior has its own weaknesses and is definitely not indestructible. Therefore, the most powerful masters will die from mediocre tricks. Throughout history, countless masters have been buried in the hands of the army.

If someone in the world can fight against thousands of troops with the power of a common man, the army will be regarded as a martial arts myth immediately, because in the eyes of the world, this is indeed something that only the first-class sacred immortals and Buddhas can do.

Many people want to scold and laugh, but they can't scold, and they don't laugh after all.

A tangible and invisible aura seemed to descend from the sky and merge into the Valley of Wanjie. This feeling was like a sudden and unattainable towering mountain that lies across everyone's heart, making everyone feel breathless.

"Acquiring the sword of form and sword is formed outside, and the energy and spirit are prepared inside, and the magical powers are all self-sufficient! The way of martial arts, those who are inferior to learn their form and practice make them perfect, are called entering the hall and entering the room. However, the true and superior martial arts, after the spirit and intention, use the spirit to control the mind, drive things with the mind, and combine the spirit and the mind, and combine with life, but it is just a first glance at the door."

Wang Dong stood up long and told him, his clothes were free from wind. There was an illusory aura surrounding him. It seemed that he would ride the wind at any time.

The sound was breeze blowing into everyone's ears, with a transcendent charm. Everyone present could clearly hear his words, but no one could truly understand the truth.

As Wang Dong stood up, the huge pressure that lies across everyone's heart slowly receded, but it did not melt away, but instead merged into Wang Dong's body like returning to its original origin. The feeling it brought to others was like he was a huge mountain that was enough to withstand the invasion of any power in the world.

Duan Zhengming suddenly burst into his heart and felt a little bad.

He felt nothing wrong.

Click!

It was as if a lightning flashed out of thin air, breaking through the sky, and the electric arc burst, no one saw how Wang Dong took action, and even his figure suddenly disappeared!

All I could hear was the sound of crackling and shattering. The six milky white stone pillars supporting the stone pavilion suddenly exploded, and the stone particles splashed. In the smoke and dust, everyone saw an amazing scene!

The huge umbrella-shaped pavilion was driven by an invisible force. It suddenly flew up, rotated continuously in the sky, wrapped in the power of thunder, and rushed towards the Imperial Guard formation with great speed.

Duan Zhengming, Master Kurong and others were mentally prepared and knew that once the other party took action, it would be a shock, but they did not expect that it would be so terrifying. The other party directly used the top of the stone pavilion weighing thousands of pounds as a weapon to shoot this fierce attack that was unprecedented in the history of martial arts.

That's right, the strength of this attack is indeed unprecedented, without any suspense. Even if the rebirth of the Bodhidharma ancestor in this world is reborn and faced with this attack, he can only avoid his sharp edge and not choose to compete head-on.

If there were no major changes in the martial arts history in this world, the power of this attack would probably be a future that would never come, and it would be a truly unprecedented move.

In Lu Xiaofeng's world, Wang Dong once fought with a group of masters in Shaolin Temple. At that time, he used the Shakaya Elephant-throwing power to show his power, which made the Shaolin masters also change their color. However, now, this move has a combination of form and spirit, and has a great power that is difficult to control, which has far surpassed the Shakaya Elephant-throwing power.

"There is such a magical power in the world!"

Whether it was Duan Zhengming, Master Kurong, Murong Bo, Jiumozhi and others, they were all stunned and thrilling at this time.

Duan Zhengming's face turned pale, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he exclaimed in a daze: "Arrowman! Get ready!"

At the same time, Duan Zhengming rushed forward and rushed into the monks of Tianlong Temple with a whoosh and stood in one of them.

Master Kurong proclaimed the Buddha's name without any unnecessary communication. Kurong, Duan Zhengming, and the four monks and six people of this generation were headed by the four generations. His steps changed and he demarcated the universe. In an instant, he formed a ** momentum!

**, the six people were sympathetic, pulling the power of 200 monks from Tianlong Temple over, forming an inseparable whole.

The power of the two hundred monks had been integrated into the bodies of the six of them, and then they used the method of ** to gather them into one. Only the air was crackling and their power continued to rise.

And in the air, while breathing, the roof of the pavilion was like an inverted umbrella, and the layers of air flow were like tilted waves, which were squeezed and spread in all directions.

Rumble...

In the void, there seemed to be a slight sound of depressed wind and thunder, echoing endlessly.

"open!"

Withering and prosperous, Duan Zhengming and others shouted loudly, and their six palms shot towards the top of the pavilion that was pushing forward and rolling in the sky.

Buzzing!

Just as the two forces were connected, trembling notes spread out. First, the air could not suppress its trembling, turning into ripples that could be seen by the naked eye, and then the surrounding earth started to tremble uncontrollably.

A earth-shaking loud noise broke out in an instant, and the roof of the pavilion was instantly blasted into shattering, blowing into thousands of fine gravel particles in countless numbers.

puff!

The six muffled groans sounded almost at the same time. Duan Zhengming, Kurong and others seemed to have drained their entire bodies, and cold sweat rolled down, with pale faces as if they were as white as paper.

**The formation was also broken at the first time, and the round and unified aura was immediately disrupted. In the next moment, two hundred monks from Tianlong Temple were successively blown out by the scattered aura and turned into a mess.

Duan Zhengming smiled bitterly in his heart. If he could, he would never want to shake the power of this attack head-on, but he knew more clearly that if the pavilion head really made it into the military formation, the other party would blow it away with a palm, and it would be afraid that a piece of gravel rain would be severely damaged by the military formation in the blink of an eye. The number of casualties would be even more tragic.

But he never dreamed that there was someone in the world who used this method to fight against the military formation, and what he couldn't imagine was that there was actually someone in the world who could do it.

"good!"

Among the scattered smoke and dust, a voice exclaimed, Wang Dong's figure was like a cloud hanging from the sky, floating out and pouring down from the air.
Chapter completed!