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It is not difficult for Xiantian Practitioner to release skills, but it requires strong skills to form a three-foot Qi wall. At least no one in Shaolin Temple can do it today.

Xiahou not only used a three-foot wall of air, but also resisted Tianming's palm. Such skill was shocking to the world.

With this palm, Tianming used at least seven success powers, but was blocked by Xiahou's power three feet in the air, terrifying.

"This young man named Xiahou, Cultivation Base, has reached this level?"

"Even if he started cultivation from his mother's womb, he shouldn't have such skill!"

"It must have been something Heavenly and Mortal Treasures."

"Unless I have been paying a pill as a meal since I was young."

"Perhaps a senior senior person empowered him with skills before he died."

"Other people's ten success strengths, after initiation, it is very good to get seven or eight achievements."

"It's also possible that he is a senior old man, but he's just good at keeping his face."

"There is also a possibility that his martial arts talent is unprecedented, and one year of martial arts training will be worth ten or decades of others."

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Tianming took his hand helplessly, Xiahou's skill surpassed him too much.

"Amitābha, Sea of ​​Bitterness is boundless. Turning back to the shore, put down the butcher knife, and stand on the ground to become a Buddha. The benefactor has great wisdom and is connected to my Buddhist school. Would you like to be ordained to become a monk? Escape into the empty door?" Xinhai old monk folded his hands together.

Nowadays, there are two generations of Xinzi in Shaolin Temple, one is Xinhai, the first seat of Xinchan Hall, and the other is Xinyu, who is sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xiahou looked weird, he is destined to Buddhism? Have a fart! Let him become a monk, and his brain is flooded!

It is impossible to become a monk, and Xiahou will never be a monk in his life.

"I have no interest in such things as being a monk, but I have some interest in Yi Jin Jing," Xiahou said.

"To learn Yi Jin Jing requires advanced Dharma, otherwise it will be harmful and useless. Since the donor is interested in Yi Jin Jing, it is better to live in my Shaolin Temple and study Dharma with Lao Na. When Dharma is deep, you can learn it. "Xin Hai said with a smile.

"The old bald donkey is uneasy and kind." Xiahou thought.

Xinhai asked Xiahou to live in Shaolin Temple and study Dharma with him. Obviously, he wanted to slowly explore Xiahou and let Xiahou become a monk.

Do I need advanced Dharma to learn Yi Jin Jing? Xiahou sneered, no matter how good Yi Jin Jing was, how could it compare to Xia Hou's Hunyuan Dao Song?

"Donor, what do you think?" Xinhai asked.

"I didn't plan to live long in Shaolin Temple, but Yi Jin Jing, I must watch it." Xiahou said lightly.

When Xiahou said this, Xin Hai frowned.

"Do you think I have no one in Shaolin?" Colorless anger.

"The Shaolin Temple is indeed hidden, there are several Xiantian Practitioners, but that's the case in my opinion." Xiahou said disdainfully.

Originally, Xiahou's plan was to secretly obtain the Shaolin Temple martial arts, including the Yi Jin Jing, but it has been exposed, so it is straightforward.

There are many people in Shaolin Temple and many masters, but Xiahou alone is enough to deal with it.

Xiahou doesn't like trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

"Damn it, let the poor monk come to you for a while." Colorless furiously shot, and the Dragon Claw Hand attacked Xiahou with one move.

The colorless martial arts is not as good as Tianming, and it is farther away from Xiahou.

"boom!"

Like Tianming, the colorless attack was blocked by Xiahou's three-foot gas wall.

It's not Xiahou's limit to put three feet of skill outside. If necessary, four feet, five feet, or even a farther Qi wall can be used.

In addition to resisting opponents' attacks, Xiahou's three-foot gas wall can also bounce opponents' attacks.

However, after the colorless dragon claw hand was blocked by Xiahou's three-foot gas wall, his strength completely rebounded.

With a grunt, Wu Shi took two steps in embarrassment.

Xiahou stood with his hand held, and didn't move, whether Tianming or colorless, he couldn't make him move.

"The martial arts of this son are astounding and invincible in the world!" Xinyu sighed in his heart.

As the abbot, Tianming now wants him to make a decision.

"This boy named Xiahou's martial arts is unfathomable. I can defeat him with the power of the whole Shaolin Temple, but the casualties will not be small. With his martial arts, it is not difficult to escape. There is no peace, but Yi Jin Jing can't give it to him. What should I do?" Tianming was troubled.

After thinking about it for a while, Tianming said in a deep voice: "If the donor can get past the great Arhat formation of my Shaolin Temple, I will lend you the Yi Jin Jing to read it, dare you?"

Xiahou had taught a small Arhat formation with 18 people, and wanted to learn a great Arhat formation with 108 people again.

"Okay, it's a deal."

There are hundreds of monks in the entire Shaolin Temple, let alone a big Arhat formation, even a few big Arhat formations are not a problem.

~

The brilliance of the morning dawn appeared from the eastern sky, and the sun rose in the east, a new day.

Songshan, Shaoshishan, outside the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

One hundred and eight monks have been deployed into a big Arhat formation, Tianming, colorless, non-image, Xinhai, Xinyu and others are among those who arranged the formation.

The Arhat Formation is already very powerful, but now there are several Xiantian Practitioners among the 108 people in the formation, which undoubtedly greatly enhanced the power of formation.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands. Now, Xiahou is going to use two fists to fight 216 hands.

Among these one hundred and eight monks were wooden sticks, swords, knives, and demons, crescent moons, and bare hands.

"It's too late for you to regret now." Tianming said to Xiahou blankly.

"Sea of ​​Bitterness is boundless, and looking back is the shore." Xinhai persuaded me bitterly.

"It would be even more interesting if it were one hundred and eight Xiantian Practitioners forming a big Arhat array." Xiahou said.

One hundred and eight Xiantian Practitioners have become a big Arhat array?

After hearing what Xiahou said, the monks looked at each other. Is this what someone said?

"Young and frivolous."

"Some talents are ignorant, but they don't know that there are people outside the world, and there are heaven outside the sky."

"I don't know how high the sky is."

At this time, Xiahou had already entered the Arhat formation.

As Xiahou entered the battlefield, the battle began.

One hundred and eight monks are ready.

These one hundred and eight monks are the top combat power and backbone of Shaolin Temple. Everyone can be on their own when they come to Rivers and Lakes.

With such a lineup, I am afraid that Dongxie, Xidu, Nanseng, and Beibei will not be able to cope with the combined efforts.

"Although Xiahou's martial arts is high, it is absolutely impossible to break through the big Arhat array that I waited for." Tianming thought.

"One hundred and eight Houtian Practitioners can push the power of the Arhat Array to an incredible level. Today, there are several Xiantian Practitioners, and the power of formation is greatly enhanced. Once the formation runs, this one can't support half a pillar. fragrant."

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The big Arhat Array formed by one hundred and eight monks has begun to move slowly.

As the big Arhat formation turned around, Xiahou, who was in the formation, immediately felt a powerful force locked him, making him unable to escape.

"I seem to be a little underestimated, maybe, it is necessary to use the sword twenty-three." Xiahou thought.

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