Hero Cultivation System

Breaking into the formation? Liang Gong didn't have that kind of intention.

Facing more than a hundred vicious monks armed with all kinds of weapons, those who want to rush in are either idiots or idiots, and Daxia Liang is neither of them.

It was true that he told Tang Qin on the phone that he was going to pursue the Wulin League, because he accidentally caught a glimpse of the little monk who lured him to Tallinn and injected him with a box of poisonous needles. He suddenly appeared and disappeared not far away. , he had long thought that the young monk was sent by the Wulin Alliance, so he hung up the phone and immediately chased after him.

Unexpectedly, the little monk's body skills were really not weak, and relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he turned around and took him into an open space. When he realized something was wrong, he took another look and saw that there were already bald donkeys in front, back, left and right of him. I don't know how many monks surrounded him.

"Bald donkey!" That's right, it's a bald donkey. Although Liang Gong has already decided to treat the monks better because his master is an old monk, but in the face of these bald donkeys who are pointing deadly weapons at him, should he still do it? Would you like to be called "Master"?

Especially these weapons, whether they are knives, spears, hammers, whips, maces, axes and other completely unrecognizable weapons, are all heavy and shiny when opened. They are definitely not the kind of performance props wrapped in iron sheets. It is obvious that they are not. These bald donkeys are serious, not just ordinary exercises or martial arts performances.

"Kill!" As soon as Liang Gong fell into the formation, he originally wanted to ask the other party what he meant, but he didn't say a word. A burst of killing sounds suddenly started, and the monks around him rolled towards him, one after another. , rushing forward and succeeding, seems to be endless.

Holy shit! This must be some kind of Shaolin formation, but he just can't recognize it, and of course he can't break it.

He turned his head to avoid the spear that stabbed his eyes, and jumped lightly to dodge the attack of the sword sweeper. However, at this time, the two hand axes had already hit his head and right side. There were two "dang, dang" sounds, and the ax slashed on his head. His Vajra Indestructibility retreated without success.

Then a venomous snake-like leather whip came out of nowhere, wrapped around his neck and pulled back forcefully, while two spears attacked him at this time, one after the other in perfect coordination.

His whole body was shaken, and the protective energy exploded outwards, immediately shaking the whip into pieces, and two long spears were stabbed under his left and right sides, and the entire gun handles were bent into a semicircle, but they still could not break through his protective shield. The body is full of vitality.

"Go!" He spat out his zhenqi, and the spearman's mouth burst open, and the spear came out of his hand. However, at this time, a long knife came from behind and struck him on the back of the head. It was also bounced away by his protective zhenqi.

Liang Gong tried to jump up, but within one meter of the air, he was stabbed down by seven or eight spears and spears. Apparently, his plan to escape from the formation by relying on light skills was abandoned.

The offensive continued for a day. The monks advanced and retreated, cooperating seamlessly and advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. More than a hundred people surrounded and killed one person, but there was no chaos and confusion at all. Liang Gong was overwhelmed and was in a hurry, even Can't find the opening to draw the knife.

Damn it! Although I am really angry now and there is no possibility of exhaustion, but if this continues, without them coming to kill me, I may be depressed to death. I must find a way to break the formation.

"Dangdang" just flashed his magic skills, and two more long knives chopped at him. Although the force was too strong to hurt him, it still staggered him. As a result, more weapons took the opportunity to attack, "Dangdang" Dangdang." He was hit twice and once again, which really made him very angry.

"Nima, come on! I'm just scratching my itch, rub it! I'm just standing here without moving, come on!"

Being your sister, Liang Gong got so angry that he just stood there without blocking and received more than ten blows in an instant. However, with his Vajra Indestructible Body and his protective Qi, these blades couldn't even touch him. If you cut off one, there is no chance of hurting him.

Thinking of scratching his itch, he suddenly remembered what the old monk Master said: "...you have inherited the bloodline of King Wei Bat, and Qinggong is like a daily routine for you. Think about it, when you master the Vajra Indestructible Skill, everything will be unharmed." At that time, you were so powerful that no one could beat you, and you were the only one who chased and beat you. What kind of scene is this?"

He still remembers thinking at that time: "...the old monk and master are right. If King Kong is not broken, letting you use your sword to attack me is just an itch for me. But when I want to escape, I find that my Qinggong is better than you." If it’s too much, won’t it be like a soft persimmon at the mercy of brother?”

That's right! Since the indestructible power of the Vajra has been accomplished, why should I stick to one attack and one block?

He lets others be strong, the breeze blows on the hills, and since the soldiers are fighting without any damage, then aren't these monks armed with deadly weapons as if they are unarmed? Why should I care?

Today I will fulfill the wish of the old monk and master, and defeat the enemy purely with speed and the indestructible power of the Vajra.

Having made up his mind, he just did it. Liang Gong's figure instantly turned into a flash of lightning, and all the monks immediately lost sight of him in their eyes. Even if his figure stopped for a moment, the opportunity would be fleeting. By the time they arrived, they would kill him. Liang Gong has long since become an afterimage, and no matter how powerful the offensive is, it will be in vain.

Just like that, facing the circles of Shaolin monks, Liang Gong was just protecting himself, not breaking out of the formation, so he simply didn't pay attention to it, and he had 100% of the indestructible power of the Vajra. , rushing around at a ghostly speed, doing whatever you want, getting there wherever you want.

So the monks were in tragedy. The monks on his path could not see his figure clearly, so they could not hide. Whether it was weapons or bodies, it was as if they had been hit by a train. The blades were broken and the bones were broken, and the figure fell upside down. Flying, Liang Gong was like a tank at the speed of a sports car, racing wildly through the crowd. In a few seconds, more than a dozen monks flew out of the perimeter and could no longer move.

The three leaders standing high up were all horrified. No one could have guessed that Liang Gong would violently break the formation in such a barbaric way. This was simply a way to defeat ten guilds with one force.

Zhong Shi murmured: "I don't know if he will be the number one in the martial arts world in the future or even now, but I know that his fighting method is almost perfect. I am envious and jealous of him."

"That's right! With the addition of King Kong's indestructibility, there are very few people who can hurt him. Coupled with his unparalleled speed, when the two are multiplied together, he is almost invincible, unless his speed is no less than him and he has a sharpening iron. Only a treasure like clay can control his fierce flames to a small extent, but it will be even more difficult to kill him." Huashan Feng Conglong high-fived in praise.

Jingxu nodded in agreement. At this speed, even his Tai Chi skills were useless.

"When Liang Gong breaks the formation, these monks who have been trained with great difficulty in Shaolin will be useless, hahaha!" Zhong Shi laughed wildly, with a sense of taking pleasure in others' misfortune.

Zhong Shi did not think it through completely, but Jingxu and Feng Conglong felt guilty. Both factions were famous for their sword formations. If Liang Gong broke into the mountain, what effect would these sword formations have? Wouldn't he be allowed to kill him from the bottom of the mountain? There is no resistance on the mountain?”

The two of them immediately made up their minds that they would restrain their disciples after returning and never conflict with Liang Gong unless necessary.

In just a few words, the number of Shaolin monks flying out of the battle group at the foot of the mountain has reached thirty or forty people. The Arhat formation, which is surrounded by a group of iron barrels, has been torn to pieces, with flaws everywhere, and is useless.

At this time, five figures slowly flew in from the back mountain of Shaolin. They arrived before they even made a sound:

"stop!"