"This... how is this possible? The eighteen bronze men died."

Master Kudu and all the Shaolin monks looked at the corpse of the Eighteen Bronze Man, and it was hard to believe their eyes.

They can't understand the strong defense of the Eighteen Bronze Men.

Even if a top-notch master takes action, it is difficult to break the defense of a single bronze man within one or two moves.

If the eighteen bronze men form a formation, then even if they are a top-notch master, they will be afraid that they will not be able to break the formation within a hundred moves, and they will also be deeply trapped in the formation and are attacked by the eighteen bronze men.

But now what they saw, the Eighteen Bronze Man was killed by Ning Que’s sword.

At this moment, Master Kudu and all the Shaolin monks were heartbroken.

The pain almost vomited three liters of blood.

God knows how much effort they have put into Shaolin to cultivate the Eighteen Bronze Man.

Not only did they choose from the beginning of training, they chose eighteen children of the age of high-end muscles and bones. They also had to teach them secret techniques from childhood to guide them to practice; they also had to work hard to cultivate their tacit understanding; and they also had to provide countless precious medicines for them to temper their bodies...

Shaolin has put in a lot of effort and resources to do this step by step.

This is how the Eighteen Bronze Man was successfully cultivated.

All these were done were to make the Eighteen Bronze Man one of the foundations of Shaolin.

But now everything was destroyed by Ning Que's sword, and all Shaolin's investment in the Eighteen Bronze Man was wasted.

How can Master Kudu and all the Shaolin monks not feel heartbroken?

Ning Queke didn't care whether Master Kudu and his heartache or not. To him, killing the Eighteen Bronze Man was just a casual sword, and he couldn't stop because of this.

Therefore, he swung his sword again to slash at the monk who was the "One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation".

A sword light that was as big as a line but about dozens of meters long flashed away. More than 30 monks were killed like chopping melons and vegetables. A bunch of blood bloomed, and more than 30 corpses were added on the ground again.

"stop!"

Master Kudu was furious and led all the Shaolin monks to rush towards Ning Que.

The Eighteen Bronze Men are dead, so they cannot let the monk who formed the "One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation" kill Ning Que completely.

Otherwise, their Shaolin will lose two major foundations and will recover in countless years.

"What is life like? What is death? Anyone with appearance is false! This is the truth of your Buddhism. The master is so angry that he cannot understand the true meaning of Buddhism and cannot see through life and death!"

Ning Que paused the sword in his hand and smiled at Master Kudu.

Master Kudu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Saying it better than singing it, you can see through it, you go and die!

"Donor Ouyang, Buddha also has fire, and he has turned into a wise king! You have become a demon, so don't blame us for taking action to subdue the demons." Master Kudu said coldly.

The next moment, Master Kudu and all the Shaolin monks moved to change their shadows and stood in the character "卍".

This is the real Shaolin formation called the "Bodhidharma Demon Subduing Array".

This formation was just created a prototype, and then it was continuously improved by generations of high monks from Shaolin. It took more than two hundred years to form the formation.

Since this formation was created, Shaolin has been secretly disclosed and never made public. Only when it reaches a desperate situation can it be regarded as the last trump card for turning over.

Shaolin has never used this trump card, but now he has to use it. Because Shaolin is facing a desperate situation now.

If you don't use it, you may not have the chance to use it in the future.

This formation requires extremely high requirements, and it must be composed of twenty-eight monks with at least first-class martial arts. They also use the same mind method to cooperate tacitly.

The power of the "Bodhidharma Demon Subduing Array" is also quite amazing. The skills of everyone in the array can be transferred and superimposed on others at will, and the skills of others can be borrowed on oneself.

Of course, you cannot exceed your own body's tolerance limit. Otherwise, if you borrow too much power and your body cannot bear it, you will definitely explode and die.

But even with such conditions, this is quite amazing.

Take the current situation as an example. Among Master Kudu and all the Shaolin monks, Master Kudu has reached the level of a top-notch master, while the other monks are only first-class.

But after forming the "Bodhidharma Demon Subduing Formation", all the masters can temporarily have the power of top-notch masters because they can borrow the power of other people.

This is equivalent to having only one top-notch master, but it has become a top-notch master with twenty-eight top-notch masters.

Although not everyone is in the top-notch state, except Master Kudu, others only have top-notch strength when borrowing power.

But even so, this formation is quite terrifying.

At this moment, when Master Kudu and all the Shaolin monks formed the "Bodhidharma Demon Subduing Formation", a wave of overwhelming energy surged out, and the vast and powerful force not only echoed in the void, but also roared!

There was also a huge Zen spirit spreading, and many people heard Buddhas singing Buddha's chanting Buddha's titles, vast, solemn, sacred, and compassionate!

"This... what formation is this? It's so terrible that it actually made me think of converting to Buddhism." A hero from the world woke up from the illusion and wiped his hands with cold sweat.

"Aren't the two most terrifying peerless formations in Shaolin "the one hundred and eighteen Arhat formations" and "the eighteen bronze man formations"? Why are there such a terrifying formations? I've never heard of them!"

Some old Jianghu who claims to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable said in confusion.

"It seems that Shaolin has always been hiding this ultimate trump card, and will never use it until the last moment. Now he is forced to use it by the big demon of the Poison Sect, so he has to use it."

Someone sighed.

"It is worthy of the famous temple and the holy land of martial arts. Shaolin's trump cards have really come out one after another."

Everyone was shocked by Shaolin's trump cards one by one, and at this moment, they realized how terrible Shaolin's background was. If the Quanzhen Sect had not been Wang Chongyang, a peerless master who had vaguely won the world's number one, he would probably not be able to defeat Shaolin's limelight.

Just when everyone was shocked, Master Kudu, who formed the "Bodhidharma Demon Subduing Formation", and the monks, had already begun to attack Ning Que.

"Doroye finger!"

Master Kudu pointed out his fingers quickly and incompetently. He flicked the ten fingers like a bolo flower blooming, and translucent fingers shot towards Ning Que like a machine gun bullet.

At the same time, the six monks borrowed power to temporarily upgrade their skills to the top-notch state, and used six Shaolin skills, including "Great Vajra Fist", "Narcissal Claw", "Prajna Sword", "Bodhi Sword Technique", "Arhat Divine Art", and "Great Wei Tu Pestle".

At this moment, Ning Que was also besieged by seven top-notch masters.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that you Shaolin still have such a formation!"

This "Bodhidharma Demon Subduing Formation" really made Ning Que's eyes lit up. He had the intention to see the mystery of this formation and increase his martial arts knowledge, so he did not rush to use the evil-repelling sword technique to kill Master Kudu and others.

At this moment, Ning Que used the Jueyin Demon Body, and a thin layer of black frost condensed on his skin, and he did not resist the attacks of Master Kudu and others.

"Boom boom boom"

Master Kudu and others did not expect that Ning Que would not resist. In the face of great joy, he bombarded all the attacks on Ning Que. The fierce and violent force shattered the ground around Ning Que into powder, and the fierce airflow rolled up all the flying sand in the sky.

"It's done!"

Master Kudu and the monks' eyes lit up and they were secretly happy. They confirmed that all their attacks had hit Ning Que. They were hit by the attacks of six top-notch masters at the same time. They did not believe that Ning Que could survive.

"No, the Poison Sect was defeated like this? Why did he neither resist nor hide just now?"

The heroes watching on the mountain looked at Ning Que, who was flooded by the wind and sand in the sky with a confused look on their faces. They couldn't understand why Ning Que didn't hide or resist just now. Could it be that he was too long to be alive?

The wind and sand gradually disappeared, and Master Kudu and the monks were waiting for the result with anticipation, but the final result made them look surprised.

Ning Que stood calmly in a huge pit that was cracked by violent attacks. Except for his clothes being a little damaged, he was actually safe and sound.

"This wave of attacks is good...it makes me feel a little painful!"

Ning Que smiled faintly at Master Kudu and the monks.

When Master Kudu and all the monks heard this, their minds were almost dull.

The heroes watching on the mountain all looked horrified.
Chapter completed!