Chapter 976: Breaking the Arhat Formation

Chapter 976: Cracking the Arhat Formation

"It is indeed a great sect of inheritance. It is really no child's play to be able to stand for ten thousand years." Upon seeing this, Zhang ǎohuā admired him from the bottom of his heart.

There are five sects of Immortal Dao inheritance. Zhang ǎohuā now sees three sects. Among them, the Piaomiao sect is the one with the deepest feelings and the closest fate. However, it is also the worst among these three sects. Basically, it only has martial arts and has not seen it. There are no traces of immortality. Only a few forbidden areas in Piaomiao Villa can prove that the Piaomiao Sect is related to immortality. Even the gang leader Ou Peng only has martial arts cultivation, and it is not the peak cultivation level, and he does not even have a trace of divine consciousness. .

Looking back at the Chuanxiang Sect, we can see the imprint of immortality everywhere. Zhang ǎohuā’s series of immortal relationships were all achieved in the novel "Pig

The Chuanxiang Sect respects female disciples, and its inheritance is also harsh. On the contrary, Dalin Temple only accepts male disciples. Although men and women in this world are equal, the cultivation qualifications of men are many times stronger than that of women. Those who can practice There are hundreds of times more men than women. Therefore, based on this, Dalin Temple should be stronger than Chuanxiang Sect. Of course, it is difficult for Zhang ǎohuā to guess about the mysterious Tianlong Sect. After all, he has only seen it before. Qin Shiyue, and the dragon kings of all seas

"Oh, by the way, I don't know how this month and that woman are doing now? They won't all be buried in the sea, right?"

For a moment, Zhang ǎohuā was distracted.

Seeing that Zhang ǎohuā's eyes were dull, the monks in the Arhat formation were overjoyed, thinking that they had got an opportunity. Zhang ǎohuā was míhuò by the bang. One of the monks immediately raised his long stick and chopped it down on his head.

The long stick was full of momentum. Not only did it make the wind sound "woo woo", but the little energy of heaven and earth in the formation also swarmed in with the tip of the stick. When Zhang ǎohuā came back to his senses, he saw a series of flashes of the stick flashing past. The afterimage struck in front of him. He exerted a slight force on his feet to dodge using the Piao Miao Step. However, as soon as he exerted his force on his feet, something moved in his heart: "Master Chang Geng has been to the Piao Miao Sect and has also seen the martial arts competition. My Piao Miao Step must be his." I also know that by showing it here, doesn’t it mean that he is the person he has met before? Even if he can’t confirm it, he must know that he is related to the Piaomiao Sect.”

Thinking of this, Zhang ǎohuā's feet were stunned. At this time, the wooden stick was already in front of him. Zhang ǎohuā did not hesitate and raised Prajna to block his eyes. According to his thoughts, although the long stick brought about the wind, it would not ǎo, but the strength of the attack is limited after all. Although my own move is in a hurry, it should be more than enough.

Who knows,

The long stick hit Zhangǎohuā's Prajna. Zhangǎohuā suddenly felt shocked. An unparalleled force came from the long stick, almost knocking the Prajna out of his hand.

"Ouch!" Zhang ǎohuā was shocked. He didn't have time to think about it, so he tightened his grip in his hand and used force to loosen it. There was a muffled "clang" sound, and Prajna was hit back. Zhang ǎohuā seemed to have been hit by a big stone, and he stepped back several steps. However, before he could stand firm, the "wuwu" sound started again, and the monk behind Zhangǎohuā also raised his weapon and hit him mercilessly on the back of the head.

Fortunately, the long stick in front hit him immediately, and immediately retracted it without pursuing him. Only then did Zhangǎohuā have some free time, turned slightly sideways, and used Prajna to block the long stick behind him.

This time Zhangǎohuā did not dare to neglect, he used 70% of his strength to block the long stick, but it was still the same huge force as before, which made Zhangǎohuā's arms slightly sore, and he took advantage of the force to take a few steps back, trying to Remove the power. Unexpectedly, at the left arm, there are long sticks coming after the second stick.

"Dizzy" Zhangǎohuā was shocked after catching the third stick: "Is there any mistake? Why are these Dalin Temple monks so brave? Each of their arms has tens of thousands of kilograms of strength? This... …With such strength, how can we not dominate the world?”

Unknowingly, Zhangǎohuā's admiration for Dalin Temple was like a surging river...

However, he was in the formation and could not use Qinggong. He could only use Prajna to face the enemy head-on.

Another cup of tea passed, and Zhang ǎohuā didn’t know how many sticks he had received. Fortunately, he had always been good at strength, and he had to practice Beidou Shenquan every day, so he could handle it. However, after so long, Zhang ǎohuā noticed something strange again.

One is that although there are eighteen monks in the Arhat Formation, only one person attacks Zhangǎohuā every time, and the others do not participate. It is not as he thought before that everyone swarms up and kills him.

The second is that the strength of each bāng is the same, which means that the strength of the eighteen monks is the same. This is nothing, but as time goes by, the strength on this weapon gradually decreases. What makes Zhangǎohuā very suspicious is that the strength of these eighteen monks also decreases in general. Could it be that... Zhangǎohuā I felt thoughtful.

Then, Zhang ǎohuā slightly expanded his consciousness, but after a while, he discovered something strange. When a monk raised his arms, two slight and mysterious waves came from both sides of him. came, and after he struck out the long stick, there was a fainter wave of vibration from him to the monks on both sides of him. Looking carefully, among the eighteen monks in the entire Arhat formation, For a while, there was this strange wave that kept transmitting faintly.

"I understand." Zhangǎohuā's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is the legendary power transfer. In internal power, one can transfer one's internal power to others through the hands or other parts, so that one's internal power can be used by others for a period of time, or one can pass it through oneself. The meridians of others then attack other people, such as beating a cow across a mountain. The martial arts senior from Dalin Temple is even more powerful. He created this Arhat Formation and can actually connect everyone's energy together and use the energy of eighteen people. Together, attack one person.”

"Oh, I can resist these eighteen people. What if there are twenty-eight people or one hundred and eight people? How can I resist them? Even if there are ten thousand Arhat formations, how can this Dalin Temple be? Isn’t it true that there are no rivals in the world? Maybe only immortal methods can deal with it?”

Zhang ǎohuā suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. It seems that he was thinking of what Master Nagayuki said just now: "Looking at your young age, you don't want to use the real big formation."

Of course, after receiving the attack of these eighteen monks again, the intensity began to gradually weaken. Zhangǎohuā gradually understood in his heart that since he entered the battle, the monks of Dalin Temple had first disturbed the gods with the sound of sticks, and then Using a long stick to attack, it was a situation where the first strike was the strongest. One blow after another, Zhang ǎohuā was overwhelmed, and between these blows, the energy of the eighteen monks was flowing round and round. If Zhang ǎohuā would attack them like this If we work together to break through, or persist until all eighteen monks are exhausted, the Arhat formation will be defeated by itself.

This principle is clear to those who think about it, but if it is really done, it will be really embarrassing in the eyes of others, because the eighteen long sticks in the Arhat formation work in perfect harmony, one stick after another, and there is no room for breathing at all. If you go to fight back, if you have to fight one against eighteen, and your strength will be exhausted every time, ordinary people will not even think about it. It is estimated that Master Jingyi relied on her exquisite swordsmanship and the Qinggong of Chuanxiang Cult to gain a slight advantage from the sticks, thus breaking the tacit understanding of the Arhat Formation and achieving the final victory.

However, these two methods of breaking the formation were as easy as drinking water for Zhangǎohuā. Once he understood the true meaning of the Arhat Formation, he naturally had a plan in mind to exhaust the energy of the eighteen monks. It was really time-consuming, and besides, he still had two levels to pass in the future, so there was still use for the remaining energy. As for Qinggong and swordsmanship, Zhang ǎohuā himself did not want to show off his skills, so the only thing left was to defeat the enemy with strength.

I heard Zhang ǎohuā let out a long laugh and said, "Thank you to all the senior brothers from Dalin Temple for your guidance. I'm about to take action."

Just as he was talking, a long stick was struck from under the armpit. Zhang ǎohuā struck Prajna horizontally, and Yun Jin slashed it diagonally. The sound of "thud" was exactly as it hit the long stick, and he saw it in his spiritual consciousness. The monk who came to the other side was about to take action. Prajna did not stop. He just waved and made a "woo" sound. Before the monk could take action, he hit his long stick. Seeing Prajna predict the enemy. Yu Xian suddenly appeared in front of him, and the monk was shocked. His long stick trembled slightly, and before the strength of the other seventeen monks had fully recovered, he struck out. Unexpectedly, Zhang ǎohuā will Prajna only lightly. Lightly hitting his long stick, and then turning his body to one side, Prajna hit another disciple who was about to use the stick first.

"Ah" the disciple was even more anxious. He followed the Arhat Formation and saw that he was going to use the stick next. Moreover, the order was not the same every time. He couldn't believe it anyway. Zhang ǎohuā actually did it when he was completely unprepared. Before, I attacked right in front of me.

He had no choice but to fight back. He only had to swing the long stick to strike out. However, don't be hasty with this strike. The entire flow of energy was interrupted. This blow only had his own energy. How could he compete with Zhang? Compared with ǎohuā’s Prajna?

Just as he was about to be hit by Zhangǎohuā's Prajna, he heard a voice of praise from outside the formation: "Good methodǎo Donor, not only is he profound in internal skills, but also very thoughtful. He can actually guess which disciple made the move. In the midst of danger, Even Master Jingyi back then could still have such a calm mind."

Hearing Master Chang Xing speak, Zhang ǎohuā was holding the Prajna heavy sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Where, the leader is as wise as the sea, which is not comparable to the disciples. It is only a matter of luck that he can find a way to break the Luohan formation." "Fortunately"

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