The first taboo in the world

The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures of Shaolin have their own reasons for being the gatekeepers of the thousand-year-old martial arts sect.

At this time, the bronze figure of the Eighteen Arhats' whole body shone with a metallic luster, full of strong strength and blazing masculinity.

The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures, divided into eighteen directions, surrounded Xu Zifan in the center.

brush! brush! brush!

The three figures were like lightning, retreating quickly. They were Zuo Lengchan, the Dragon Claw Divine Monk, and the Crazy Sword Evil Monk.

They withdrew, vacating the venue for the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures.

At this time, the three of them were all sweating profusely, staring at the figure wrapped in purple mist in the center of the field, their expressions solemn, and their eyes full of fear and horror.

The three of them have already reached the unrivaled level. They are the top masters in the world. Their magical skills are invincible. No matter where they go, they are the overlords of one party. Their status is respected and they can command the heroes.

But for such a master, and the three of them working together, they couldn't get any advantage from Xu Zifan, and they didn't even test the opponent's skills.

At this time, the three of them looked at Xu Zifan in the field, all with mixed emotions. They deeply felt how powerful the other party was. They could only use the word "unfathomable" to describe it. The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw in each other's eyes. After experiencing the feeling of powerlessness, the other party would definitely hold back during the battle, otherwise the three of them would not be able to escape intact.

At this moment, the three of them had heavy hearts and gloomy faces. Even thinking about the age gap between the two parties, they felt disheartened and desolate, as if they had aged more than ten years in an instant. At this time, they all couldn't understand this world. Already? They all sighed inwardly, how could there be such a monster in the world?

Boom!

The fierce confrontation began again, and at this time the bronze man of the Eighteen Arhats, who had been famous for thousands of years, took action.

The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures present are all masters among experts, and each of them is very senior. They are the previous generation of Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures from the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple. They are all of the same generation as the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fang Zheng, at least. They are top-notch masters, and there are even two or three others who have reached the level of peerless masters.

According to legend, the Eighteen Arhat bronze figures, arranged in a specific formation, can exert a power that far exceeds the combined strength of the eighteen Arhats.

This is a bit scary. At this time, if one of the Eighteen Arhat bronze figures is picked out alone, his martial arts skills are not inferior to those of the other heroes present.

And what about the sum of the skills of the Eighteen Arhats? Who can compete with it? What's more, if it is against them, this formation can exert a power that far exceeds the combined skills of the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Men. For thousands of years, he has been the gatekeeper of Shaolin. He must have a reason, and he has already understood it.

Throughout the dynasties and for thousands of years, the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man has left endless legends, not only in the martial arts world, but also among the people and the government. Few people do not know the reputation of the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Rao.

"Ho!"

With a loud voice, the bronze figures of the Eighteen Arhats began to take action at this moment. Each one of them was a master, their movements were as fast as thunder, and they ran as fast as flying.

At this time, the eighteen Arhats, each holding a wrought iron rod about ten feet long, were flying through each other like a shuttle, as fast as lightning. From the outside, it looked like a bronze whirlwind spinning around Xu Zifan at great speed. , majestic.

The purple mist was rising, mysterious and noble. Xu Zifan was covered in purple mist, looking a little hazy and mysterious.

At this time, purple flowers were faintly visible in his eyes, and purple lights about a foot long shot out from his eyes. The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation. He was very interested in this formation that has been famous for thousands of years. He was observing, deducing, thinking, and at the same time Studying turns it into my own martial arts accumulation and enhances my martial arts foundation.

The bronze whirlwind was spinning endlessly at this time, as if it had turned into a bronze circular wall, which was indestructible and trapped Xu Zifan in the curtain.

Boom!

The earth trembled, and the ground began to shake. A breath of frightening energy was rising, coming out with endless pressure.

At this moment, the heroes watching the battle were all shocked and trembling in their hearts. In their perception, it was as if there was a god and Buddha coming to the world, with immeasurable power, endless majesty, and shocking momentum.

In addition, outside the field, there are three peerless masters, Zuo Lengchan, Dragon Claw Divine Monk, and Crazy Sword Evil Monk, who are plundering the formation and watching with eager eyes.

"How to deal with this?" Someone asked in surprise with mixed emotions.

"It is indeed a formation that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is indeed powerful and can conquer demons!" Crane Hand Lu Bai said with a smile on his face, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.

"That's not necessarily true. The Huashan Sword Demon has unrivaled skills and may even be able to create another miracle!" At this time, someone among the heroes retorted.

Although Xu Zifan was on the opposite side of the heroes present, many people still secretly admired his unfathomable martial arts.

Why does Shaolin Temple, a great sect with thousands of years of history, hide so many masters? Why are you here now?

Everyone is a top-notch master, and they are all well-known figures in the world. No one is a fool. They have already made assumptions in their minds.

Combined with the current situation in the martial arts world, the demon sect is the dominant one. Wudang and Shaolin, as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, have not raised a banner to fight against them. This has already revealed many problems.

As the saying goes, wherever there is wealth, there are rivers and lakes, and people's hearts are unpredictable. The complexity of this river and lake is far beyond what people see on the surface.

The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation was in full swing at this moment, surrounding Xu Zifan in the center like an iron wall. The Eighteen Bronze Man Arhats were extremely fast, their figures were crisscrossing, and a breath of frightening energy appeared.

"boom!"

At this moment, a wrought iron rod, about ten feet long, surrounded by golden light and carrying a terrifying energy aura, was shot out from the copper wall. It was extremely fast, powerful and unstoppable, with the potential to destroy mountains. Hit Xu Zifan.

"when!"

There was a sound of metal hitting each other, and sparks flew out, but it was the long sword in Xu Zifan's hand that blocked the wrought iron rod.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Immediately afterwards, countless wrought iron rods shimmering with golden light came, all with great force and speed, and with the sound of whistling wind, they attacked Xu Zifan.

when! when! when……

This was followed by a series of metal clashing sounds, and patches of sparks splashing out, like iron being struck. At this time, the energy in the field was violent, the earth was trembling, sand and rocks were flying, and smoke and dust were billowing.

Xu Zifan's whole body was shrouded in purple mist. The purple mist spread out and covered a ten-meter radius, protecting Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan and others. He held a long sword in his hand, his body was like floating light, and he was as fast as lightning as he walked and attacked. Blocked all incoming wrought iron rods.

"What kind of magic weapon is the sword in the hand of the Huashan Sword Demon? How can it block the attacks of so many blunt weapons without breaking?" Some people were puzzled and looked at the sword in Xu Zifan's hand in the field with doubts on their faces.