The seventy-first chapter one hundred and eight Arhat array
"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the donor in his heart!"
Before coming, Xinhu originally planned to take Lin Xianer and Zhao Wen back to Shaolin, but when he saw Zhao Wen's clothes and the Jin Yiwei following him, his tone suddenly changed.
He is not stupid. If he can teach Lin Xianer the technique of absorbing other people's internal energy, he will definitely be able to do it, but now that Zhao Wen is coming from a distance, he can't sense the slightest bit of internal energy.
On the contrary, the aura of Lin Xian'er, who was just a man's plaything, was extremely violent, with a faint sense of oppression. Just by feeling, Xin Hu could already determine that Lin Xian'er now had at least hundreds of years of skill in her body.
In less than a month, there have been such changes. Even I am afraid that I am no match for him. Such a technique should never appear in the world.
"Shaolin is here to steal the plum blossoms that have caused trouble in the world and bring them back to Shaolin!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Wen to speak, he looked at Lin Xian'er and said angrily: "Witch, you have done a lot of evil in the world as a plum blossom thief. Today, I, Shaolin, will uphold justice for the martial arts, and you won't be arrested without mercy!"
"Isn't the plum blossom thief Li Xunhuan? This is what your Shaolin sweetheart said. Your Shaolin sweetheart has already brought him back to Shaolin. Why did he come out to catch the plum blossom thief again? Do you think my maid and Li Xunhuan teamed up to commit the crime?"
Li Xunhuan went to Shaolin and turned the temple upside down. This incident was simply a shame for Shaolin. Naturally, Xinhu would not mention it. He glanced at the people in the world who had gathered around to watch the excitement, and Xinhu completely ignored Zhao Wen.
He shouted directly: "Bai Xiaosheng said it himself, the Plum Blossom Thief is Lin Xian'er, Shaolin disciple Brohan formed a large formation to capture the Plum Blossom Thief back to Shaolin!"
There was very little evidence left behind when the Plum Blossom Thief committed the crime that day. Long Xiaoyun teamed up with many people in the martial arts world to pin the Plum Blossom Thief on Li Xunhuan. Now, even if Xinhu knew that the Plum Blossom Thief was Lin Xian'er, he couldn't produce any evidence.
evidence.
However, among the people in the world, the stronger one wins. Now in the eyes of Xinhu, Lin Xianer is a skill that can absorb the inner strength of others. This skill must be brought back to Shaolin, so why do we need any evidence!
The one hundred and eight Shaolin monks holding long sticks following Xinhu shouted loudly and quickly surrounded Zhao Wen on both sides.
"You Shaolin people actually dare to confuse right and wrong!"
Lin Xian'er smiled sweetly, her whole body's skills had reached the limit. Everyone knew that the only flaw in the Arhat Formation was that when setting up the formation, she had to raise her hand to strike with one palm.
"Need not!"
He gently grabbed Lin Xian'er, raised his hand and threw the middle-aged Jin Yiwei out of the Arhat formation.
Turning around, he looked at the one hundred and eight mature warrior monks surrounding him and Lin Xian'er. Among them, the lowest strength ones were also second-rate in the world, and the strongest ones were even at the top of the first-rate ranks, including Xinhu.
The abbot of Shaolin holds the battle.
Zhao Wen was even certain that, except for Shaolin and the imperial court, there was absolutely no other sect in the world with such strength and foundation.
The momentum gradually began to change, and Zhao Wen's face showed obvious excitement.
In this world, what he was most wary of was Li Xun Huan's Little Li Flying Dagger. It was a good example and he was also the protagonist. God knows what would happen if Li Xun Huan broke out, so he sent Li Xun Huan overseas after entering the world.
Without Li Xunhuan, Zhao Wen originally thought that all the others were just a bunch of chickens and dogs. But now, seeing this Arhat formation, even Zhao Wen couldn't help but feel excited.
A group of six people, with their internal forces connected to each other, is like one person. One hundred and eight people just form an Eighteen Arhat Formation.
One hundred and eight people are constantly moving, but six people are always connected.
In addition, the monks who make up the Arhat Formation are old and young, and almost every group has an internal strength of more than a hundred or two hundred years. Such eighteen groups attack one after another. Unless they are time travelers like Zhao Wen, otherwise they will only
In this Arhat formation, Shaolin is invincible no matter who it faces.
"Donor, I only want Plum Blossom Thief in Shaolin. If you don't want to get hurt, just come out of the formation, or stand still!"
Even if Shaolin was powerful, they would never dare to offend the imperial court, and in Xinhu's view, the young man with a childish face in front of him must be a member of the imperial court.
Just taking away the Plum Blossom Thief for the sake of a skill would not cause the imperial court to fall out with Shaolin, but if he hurt this young man whose identity he did not know, it would be a big trouble for Shaolin.
"ha!"
One hundred and eight people shouted loudly at the same time. The first person in front of him had already struck Lin Xianer with a stick, and five long sticks were faintly pressed against the monk who was the first to attack. The stick body was like lightning, faintly carrying
The sound of wind and thunder.
Just by looking at the attack speed, you can tell that with just this stick, a first-rate master in the ordinary martial arts world might not be able to take the first attack.
Lin Xian'er's figure floated back, and another group of people behind him struck directly with a stick. The surrounding Arhat formation was also constantly changing. Even Lin Xian'er's knowledge could tell that as long as he received a stick,
What followed was a series of attacks.
Lin Xian'er had never heard of such a formation. Now that she saw it, she felt frightened and she quickly exclaimed: "Sir, save me!"
"good!"
He grabbed Lin Xian'er and threw it into the air. He looked at the attacking long stick and swatted it away with one palm.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Zhao Wen's expression did not change. On the contrary, the faces of the six people in the Arhat formation paled at the same time and took a few steps back. The weakest two even had faint traces of blood at the corners of their mouths.
As their footsteps changed, these six people had been moved to the outermost edge of the formation, and three long sticks attacked Zhao Wen from the top, middle and bottom at the same time.
Lin Xian'er, who was still in the air, looked down, her face suddenly turned cold. Following Zhao Wen's strength, her figure moved a few times and appeared on the periphery of the formation. As soon as she landed on the ground, she flew away into the distance.
"Plum Blossom Thief, do you think this poor monk is a brat?"
The moment Lin Xian'er landed, Xin Hu blocked the front like lightning, glanced at Zhao Wen in the formation with disdain, and already slapped Lin Xian'er directly with his palm.
"You are so brave, how dare you tease a noble person like this!" The middle-aged Jin Yiwei's expression was grim.
Zhao Wenze glanced at Lin Xian'er outside the formation with a playful expression, then looked at the long sticks in the formation that were attacking one after another, striking out one palm after another.
Since his body began to transform, he has never fought with all his strength. The biggest reason is that he has no suitable opponent. Now, in Zhao Wen's opinion, the 108-person Arhat formation in Shaolin is the best opponent.
With the breath released all over his body, coupled with the huge zhenqi in his body, the breath around Zhao Wen's body rose, and there was already a faint momentum of dragons roaring and tigers roaring!