Chapter 24

Chapter 24-One Hundred and Eight Arhats

Li Xiu shook the blood from his sword, raised his eyes and looked at the formation of the surrounding Shaolin disciples.

There are more than a hundred monks, divided into twelve groups, each group or eight or nine people.

The rows are vertical and crisscross, standing staggered.

They all rise from their feet, holding a long stick, pointing directly at him, all glaring and encircling him.

Take a closer look, every Shaolin monk is a piece of internal power that is in harmony with each other!

The huge amount of internal force like a river makes the air twisted and swayed, blurring things outside the array.

But don’t look at it, Li Xiu also knows that there are more than two hundred monks outside, ready to go.

Just wait for someone in the formation to make up for the casualties immediately, and be ready at any time, even if you use life to fill him, you will kill him!

Among other things, more than a hundred muscular bald guys surrounded the crowd, staring at him with big sticks in their hands.

“It’s a bluff!”

Li Xiu shook his head and couldn’t help sighing.

Then he asked the monk who looked like the leader.

“Since this formation is for me, do I know what the name of this formation is?”



Yuanguan snorted angrily, and the jet black iron long stick in his hand shook violently.

“This formation is called the One Hundred and Eight Arhats Formation, and it was created by Master Bodhidharma for such a man-eating monster like you!”

“It’s Bodhidharma again, isn’t Bodhidharma tired?”

Li Xiu was not annoyed by being drunk by the people, and asked Yuan Guan with a bit of mockery.

As we all know, Shaolin has been holding the throne of the No. 1 school in the world since hundreds of years ago, and has been admired and jealous by many heroes!

But what Shaolin most criticizes is that Shaolin has such prestige and achievements so far, not to mention relying on Dharma alone.

But it can also be said that without Bodhidharma, Shaolin would not be able to make a fortune. I really don’t know where it will be, and in which round it will be stunned!

When it comes to Master Damo, he really doesn’t know how to refute it. Yuan Guan regrets that his mouth is stupid and shouldn’t speak up, so he doesn’t say more.

“Stop talking nonsense! Take it to death!”

“attack!”

Yuanguan a roar of a lion, resounding through the huge courtyard!

Even Xiao Zhao, who was hiding on the ancient tree in Gaomi, felt like thunder was blowing in his ears.

Looking down, Li Xiu was surrounded by hundreds of monks holding sticks. For some reason, she was worried.

It’s hard to say what kind of love it is, but it is the emotion that has been generated from the strange defense at the beginning to the familiar habit now.

For example, it was like when Guo Xiang was kidnapped by the Jinlun State Master, and he wanted to stone him to death and escape him.

Jin Lun threatened Guo Xiang and also used her to threaten Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

However, afterwards, Guo Xiang was sad for the death of Jinlun.

Xiao Zhao knew that this dog thief was extremely powerful in martial arts, but there were more than 300 monks, and all of them were not weak in martial arts.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how strong the internal strength is, it will be exhausted.

If the dog thief loses for a while, should he step down to help, or wait for the dog thief to be beaten to death with a stick and leave freely.

Xiao Zhao was inconsistent in his mind, so he shook his head and paid attention to the situation on the court.

Yuan Guan opened his voice with a roar of a lion, and all the monks also yelled and roared.

“Suffer to death!”

Suddenly, the courtyard was emptied and vigorously, the strong wind rose suddenly, and the monk’s clothes fluttered.

In the formation, leaves and dust all jumped on the ground, and it was stirred up to three inches high, and the scene was strange and terrifying!

Li Xiu’s complexion was suffocated, only to feel that he was in the deep sea Uzumaki, involuntarily as if to be shaken by the opponent’s internal force.

It’s like being suppressed by the river, and it’s stressed!

It seems to be torn by the storm, and the skin is like a needle stick!

“Good! Good formation!”

Li Xiu let out a heartfelt yell, and his whole body’s Nine Yang Qi burst out with all his strength, and quickly swirled to form a Qi Uzumaki.

Yuan Guan couldn’t help being horrified, this madman didn’t talk about avoiding, but was going to collide with this formation!

But immediately, a trace of joy and sarcasm appeared on Yuanguan’s face.

I really can’t help it. Wouldn’t this make it easier for them!

Li Xiu’s face is as red as charcoal, this is a sign that the Nine-fold Nine-yang Scripture is fully inspired!

A thin moon white shirt is even more erratic and hunting by his own internal strength, which also shows that he has exerted his full strength and can no longer care about other things.

Li Xiu knew that this formation naturally did not superimpose the internal forces of these hundreds of monks.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to stand now, and he would have been crushed into a mass of flesh, blood, water and dust by the internal force of more than two thousand years.

Feeling this internal force carefully, the top sky is equivalent to less than two hundred years.

The number of years sounds terrifying, but it also depends on the internal strength of the two hundred years of internal strength.

The internal strength of these three hundred Arhats disciples is naturally not a popular commodity, but it can never be compared with Zhang Sanfeng’s Pure Yang Wuji Gong, let alone his Nine Yang Scriptures.

Most of the time, this big formation is equivalent to a person whose internal strength is slightly stronger than Zhang Sanfeng’s internal strength competing with Li Xiu.

But after all, this is a formation, it can never be as concentrated as one’s internal force, so as if it is a hand.

So Li Xiu can withstand it, not reluctantly.

Li Xiu can move and attack, and even he is sure that it will not take much effort to break this battle.

There is power in the air, the moves are rigid, the flexibility is too poor, and the people in the formation are fragile. These are the inevitable shortcomings of the formation.

Of course, these are shortcomings for those who can withstand the power of the formation.

Li Xiu Jiuyang Zhenjing Dacheng has a steady stream of internal strength, and these people are not the ones who are in the formation. There is always time for internal strength to be exhausted.

Even if someone rotates the bench, it can’t be too many at a time, or the formation will be broken.

He is now not only breaking the formation in a different kind, but also taking the opportunity to hone his internal strength in an attempt to go further.

The Nine Suns Dacheng refers to the nine-fold accomplishment, not the completeness of the Nine Suns Scriptures.

How could he not cherish such a great opportunity if external forces force him to approach the limit of internal forces.

Of course, from an unintelligible perspective, this wicked man is acting extremely stupid and arrogant.

But gradually, after a cup of tea, Yuanguan’s face changed, and sweat stains appeared on his forehead.

He looked around and found that the wicked man hadn’t had much trouble yet, on the contrary, there were already a few disciples on their side who were stunned and pale.

Obviously it was a manifestation of internal energy exhaustion, even his internal energy was about to wear out more than half.

But there is a sharp-eyed disciple, carefully replacing the exhausted person, making him feel a little relieved.

Just when Yuanguan was thinking how long this thief could last.

Li Xiu seemed unable to support it, his body shrank, and his feet moved slightly.

A glimmer of joy flashed in Yuanguan’s eyes, and he quickly opened his mouth!

“Tack again!”

The monks also noticed that Li Xiu was unable to support, and exhaled again to increase their internal strength.


Massive internal force seemed to be pressing on Li Xiu, causing him to shrink again.

Just when Yuan Guan thought that the evil thief was going to lose.

However, Li Xiu suddenly became fierce, and his internal strength improved.

Both hands shook and blasted to both sides, and the whole body’s Nine Suns swelled and burst out into all directions!

The sound of the tearing wind and the sky seems to have a tiger roar!

The dust of the leaves under Li Xiu’s feet was rushed by Zhen Qi immediately, and a piece of clean ground was quickly released.

Immediately, the infuriating bombardment was like the tail of an evil flood!

More than a hundred Arhat Hall monks were beaten to vomit blood, screamed, and flew upside down!

At this point, Li Xiu Jiuyang Zhenjing has gone further!

Of course, being so easy and simple is inseparable from the self-sustaining and penance of the previous few months, so that he can have today’s accumulation…