Xiao Fan did not plan to continue fighting. Since he could not find the flaws of the Eighteen Arhat Formation, if he continued like this, he would just waste time, his true energy and physical strength. He would fight quickly and reborn with absolute strength and powerful means.
Defeat the formation.
The yin and yang fish fused, and Tai Chi turned into Wuji. The aura emitted was very terrifying. The domineering spirit made the eighteen monks feel the threat of death. The eighteen monks shouted at the same time, and the true energy of the Buddha and Taoism in their bodies gathered to the peak, and
The power of the Eighteen Arhat Formation was fully exerted. The Buddhist swastikas in the sky were entangled with the energy of the demon-subduing sticks, strengthening the golden light curtain covering Xiao Fan, and isolating them from Xiao Fan.
The seal light curtain barrier formed by the power of the Arhat Array and the Great Seal Curse is very strong and difficult to destroy. But it is different for Xiao Fan. His hands are evolving faster and faster, and he is domineering.
The breath becomes stronger and stronger.
The light curtain continued to shrink under the control of the eighteen monks, squeezing towards the middle, trying to completely seal Xiao Fan in it. However, Xiao Fan's infinite power shocked, and the compression of the light curtain immediately slowed down.
Then he could no longer approach him.
At this time, Xiao Fan's rapidly evolving hands suddenly shook, and Wuji Tu buzzed violently, and then burst out with a loud bang. The fierce and domineering Wuji true energy hit the ten directions, and the air waves were as fierce as huge waves.
It swept out like a golden light curtain, and cracks were everywhere under the impact of Wuji power, and the swastikas on it vibrated. However, no matter how the swastikas vibrated, they could not stop the cracks spreading rapidly on the light curtain.
Xiao Fan's four directions were like a turbulent ocean of fire and light blue. The power of the infinite force was crazily impacting the golden shield. The golden shield was like a hit glass, with spider-web-like cracks on it.
"Bang, bang, bang!"...
There were endless cracks on the golden shield, and the swastika seals on it collapsed one after another, turning into golden rain of light. The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the entire golden light curtain shattered, and the collapsed power of Buddhism and Taoism spread across all directions.
"boom……"
The power of Wuji swept across the world, flooding all directions like a tsunami. Eighteen middle-aged monks suffered backlash because of the shattered light curtain, and their bodies trembled. There was no time to completely avoid the impact of Wuji's power. It was too late to fly back.
One step is directly impacted by the air waves and submerged in it.
"Bang, bang, bang!"...
The bodies of eighteen middle-aged monks flew backwards in all directions, and the blood spurted out bloomed like blood-colored flowers. Everyone's internal organs were cracked and they suffered serious internal injuries.
At this time, their bodies flew backwards under the impact of the power of the extreme, and it was difficult to control themselves. Xiao Fan would not give up this excellent opportunity. The evil wind phantom blessed him, as fast as a ray of light. His body flashed repeatedly,
It seemed as if it was moving in an instant, but in just a breath, it appeared in front of six monks, and its fists smashed out like a concentrated mountain.
In the air, blood mist was scattered, and Xiao Fan's fist came, and the middle-aged monk who was hit exploded and could not bear it at all. Within one breath, six monks were killed, and the Eighteen Arhat Formation was completely cracked.
The other monks had just stabilized their bodies, but Xiao Fan was approaching a monk. There were no mysterious moves and martial arts. They smashed out a simple and direct fist to break through all defenses. With a sound, the monk who was attacked by him would be attacked.
The demon-subduing stick that stood across his chest to resist this attack collapsed into two pieces.
"Bang!!"
This punch flew backwards like a kite with broken strings. During the flight backwards, the chest exploded and blood flew.
Without the Eighteen Arhat Formation, these monks were simply vulnerable to Xiao Fan. Their own cultivation was only three flowers gathering the eighth level of heaven, and they were still far from those old monks. Those old monks joined forces and were killed by Xiao Fan.
, let alone these monks from the eighth level of heaven.
Xiao Fan was like a demon god, covered with blood, and his body was extremely imposing. His aura soared into the sky, his murderous intent was burning, and his eyes were cold, and he forced his way towards the remaining eleven monks step by step.
"Xiao Fan! You dare to slaughter the orthodox disciples of Buddhist and Taoism in the Western Desert in this way. Daling Mountain will never let you go as a demonic obstacle!"
Several middle-aged monks roared and their eyes turned red. At this moment, they no longer had their former treasure appearance, they looked a little hideous, and their eyes were filled with fear of death.
"Ignorance bald donkey! You want to kill this emperor. Could it be that the emperor mainly stretched his neck and let you slaughter it! If you kill someone, you will be killed instead. This is the cause and effect. Isn't this what you Buddhists pay attention to?
What can be said, accept death!”
Xiao Fan's voice was cold and without any emotion, just like the death-seeking sound of death, causing the eleven living monks to shake. They looked at each other and then flew away in different directions at the same time.
"It is impossible to leave alive!"
Xiao Fan's murderous intent is very strong. So what about the orthodox Buddhist teachings in Fozhou, the Western Desert? If they want to deal with themselves, they will be mortal enemies. Now that they have gained power, how can they forgive others?
The eleven monks escaped separately, increasing their speed to the extreme. Xiao Fan glanced coldly, then locked in one person. With the blessing of the evil wind Phantom, he came behind the monk in one step. He stretched out his big hand and pinched it in his hand, with five fingers
When he gathered, his screams immediately echoed throughout the world, making his scalp numb.
The bright red blood overflowed from Xiao Fan's fingers. The monk who was held in his hand had died and turned into flesh mud. At this time, Xiao Fan turned around, raised his foot and took steps, caught up with another monk, and slapped him.
When he slapped the flying, his body quickly cracked during the flying, and then collapsed with a bang, splitting, and internal organs and broken flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground.
The other nine monks who fled wildly turned around and saw this scene, and were so scared that they were so scared that they had never seen this bloody and cruel scene. Now this terrifying encounter is about to come to them, and this fear is overwhelmed.
The Buddha's heart made their bodies tremble continuously.
Xiao Fan looked at them coldly and walked towards one of the monks. Seeing this, the monk trembled all over, and his true energy almost dissipated, and almost fell from the air.
"puff!"
The monk's head disappeared, and a blood column rushed up from the headless corpse, like a fountain. In the distance, a blood-stained head fell to the ground through a long parabola. It was Xiao Fan slapped him from the monk.
Snaped off the neck.
The sound of fear filled the world, and the remaining eight middle-aged monks were so scared that they were almost collapsed. As Buddhist disciples, their cultivation level should reach this level, and their Buddha's heart should be very tenacious. If this were not the case
They will not be so afraid of death in a way.
Xiao Fan's methods were too cruel and had penetrated into their hearts, making their Buddha's heart unstable and covered in fear. Even if his cultivation level was high, he could not suppress the spread of that fear.
Soon three middle-aged monks died at Xiao Fan's hands, and the remaining five monks had escaped thousands of meters away. Xiao Fan stood there, but he did not pursue him. His palm turned into a heavy sword without a sharp edge.
A silver-gray bow appeared in the hand, and then the deliberately created arrow was taken out, with array patterns on it.
With a bent bow and arrow, Xiao Fan pulled the bow into a full circle, and opened five bows in a row. Five arrows locked on five middle-aged monks who were fleeing desperately.
"Swish, swish, swish!"...
The arrows flickered in the formation of talismans, piercing through the sky, making a sharp sound of breaking. Five monks who escaped to the sky also felt the danger of breaking through the air, turned back in horror, their pupils suddenly expanded, and an arrow with talismans flashing
In their pupils, getting bigger and bigger.
"puff!"
Five bloody sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the eyebrows of the five monks were pierced by arrows. The power of the arrow continued to fly forward with their bodies, and then he wore his head, nailed to the ground with a tingling sound, and the arrow tail was still there.
The ground where the arrows were nailed into began to become bright red, and the range of bright red gradually spread. It was the blood of the five monks, dyeing the earth red.
"Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate and will surely conquer demons!"
A loud voice came from afar, which seemed very calm. Then Xiao Fan heard the sound of blood splashing. He turned to look and saw that the last old monk was cut off by Qin Hanyue's sword, and blood was spewed out several meters.
high.
On the walls of the Imperial Capital City, everyone was extremely quiet, and it was said that the fallen needle could be heard. The soldiers, the cultivators of the Demonic Xiang Sect and the Tianxuan Sect seemed to have forgotten their breathing and looked outside the city in horror.
The scene of Xiao Fan killing the monks of the Western Desert with powerful and ruthless means was deeply imprinted in their hearts, and they became more and more awe of Xiao Fan and the others. At this moment, in their eyes, Xiao Fan was like a god of war, and also like a ruthless demon god.
Respectable and terrible!
Qin Wanru and others were also shocked. They knew that Xiao Fan had a strong combat power, and reached the level of the fifth level of the Three Flowers Gathering and the Peak of the Five Heavenly Peak. There was no pressure at all when they counterattacked the Three Flowers Gathering and the Peak. However, they still underestimated Xiao Fan's combat power. Xiao Fan
The strength shown is probably no less than the peak of the Three Flowers Gathering Peak Great Perfection.
Lin Caixuan felt the deepest because she had seen the nameless senior who transmitted the true energy to her with Xiao Fan. The nameless senior's true energy was deep and full of. The strength Xiao Fan gave at this time was almost the same as the nameless senior, and
It seems to be even better.
After being shocked, Qin Wanru and others quickly came to Xiao Fan's side to confirm whether he had received internal injuries. Yue Nongying walked alone at the end. At this moment, she was solemn Xiao Fan from afar, slowly stepped forward, with a slightly frown of eyebrows.
, I felt deeply worried and my eyes were reluctant.
Xiao Fan looked up and saw her eyes. When she walked to her side, he said, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Yue Nongying shook her head, forced a smile, and said, "Now these monks are dead, and it will take a certain amount of time for them to send people to come. There are still some god-level true qi pills, and we have this time.
You can improve your cultivation level more, so you don’t have to worry about dealing with more masters they sent.”