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This figure was holding a big knife, staring at him with killing intent in his eyes.

"Zhang Wuji! How dare you come to my Shaolin!"

What's going on? Didn't Zhang Wuji hide in Wudang Mountain? Why did he appear here?

Could it be that the previous rumors in the world were all fake?

Or did Zhang Wuji know that the holy monk took people to Wudang Mountain, so he came to South Shaolin by detour, and wanted to take the opportunity to destroy him?

Zhang Wuji's eyes were red: "Great Mercy Bald Donkey, if you dare to send someone to go wild in Wudang Mountain, you will regret it today!"

At this time, there must be no masters in Southern Shaolin. Although Zen Master Dabei is the peak of heaven and man, he only has one arm left, so he is by no means his opponent.

He is not afraid when other people come, he wants to destroy Nan Shaolin, to avenge Mingjiao brothers, his adoptive father, grandfather (chdf) and other relatives!

"Amitabha. Zhang Wuji, if you put down the butcher's knife now, I can make the decision to spare your life and stop embarrassing Wudang Mountain."

"If you are still obsessed with your obsession and feel that you can play wild in my Southern Shaolin, just try."

Zhang Wuji came alone, Zen Master Dabei heaved a sigh of relief.

Don't look at him, it seems that all the masters from Southern Shaolin have gone to Wudang Mountain, but among the people left behind, there are still masters, enough to trap Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji slashed down with a knife: "Then I'll try!"

Zen Master Dabei stepped back quickly and shouted, "Where are the eighteen bronze men?"

As soon as the words were finished, eighteen monks dressed in bright yellow monk clothes descended from the sky, each holding a long stick in their hands, and surrounded Zhang Wuji.

"drink!"

Eighteen monks shouted loudly at the same time, their robes exploded, and their skin was the color of brass.

Zhang Wuji squinted his eyes: "This is the world-famous Eighteen Bronze Man Formation? But they have just entered the realm of heaven and man, and they want to trap me?"

As long as it is not the peak of the eighteen celestial beings, he is not afraid at all.

But in an instant, his face changed.

What's going on, why does he feel that the breath of eighteen people seems to be connected together, like one person.

And everyone's aura seemed to have increased eighteen times, comparable to the peak of heaven and man!

Zen Master Dabei looked at Zhang Wuji with a smile: "Aren't you going to surrender? Put down the dragon-slaying knife and seal your own meridian, you can live. Otherwise, today you will be beaten to death with a stick, and your Ming religion will be completely wiped out."

Zhang Wuji slashed at the monk closest to him, but the monk easily blocked him with the stick in his hand.

How could it be possible, this is the treasured dragon-slaying sword, yet he didn't cut off a long stick of the opponent!

No, that stick is definitely not ordinary, it must be made of special materials.

Coupled with the cover of the monk's true energy, it became indestructible.

He didn't believe it anymore, he would be trapped by these eighteen stick monks!

Zen Master Dabei laughed loudly: "Zhang Wuji, don't struggle anymore, the Eighteen Bronze Figures can trap even martial arts myths, don't say you are just a mere pinnacle of heaven and man."

"I am an eighteen bronze figure in Shaolin, and I am indestructible. My background in Southern Shaolin is not comparable to that in Northern Shaolin."

Zhang Wuji didn't say a word, and continued to walk in the formation, swinging the saber continuously, which consumed a lot of skill, but failed to cause any damage to the eighteen bronze men.

On the roof, the two were sitting there at this moment, watching the fight in the courtyard, but no one felt their aura at all.

Jiumozhi looked horrified: "Your envoy, these eighteen Shaolin bronze men are really terrifying. Eighteen of them have just entered the realm of heaven and man, and they can display the power of eighteen peaks of heaven and man. They are absolutely indestructible!"

In Jiumozhi's eyes, this formation is much stronger than Quanzhen Sect's Tiangang Beidou formation, and Dali Duan's Six Meridian Sword Formation.

I'm afraid it is stronger than the Liangyi Formation of the Right Envoy and the Eastern Hierarch.

Li Changlin looked at the venue: "Is Duke Ming going to do some activities? If you don't go, you won't have a chance in a while."

He is also very interested in learning about the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation.

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"who!"

Hearing the voices above his head, Zen Master Dabei leaped onto the roof.

"Li Changlin, why is it you?!"

Isn't Li Changlin useless?Why is it completely fine now, and the breath is unfathomable~!

Facing Li Changlin, he felt like he was facing a holy monk.

impossible!

How long has it been since then, how could Li Changlin pass the hurdle of being the peak of heaven and man, and become a legend of martial arts?

In such a short period of time, it will not be easy for Li Chenglin to recover from the injuries he suffered from the battle against the Heavenly Sword.

Jiumozhi glanced contemptuously at Zen Master Dabei: "Why, your Southern Shaolin is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, so we can't come here?"

"Your envoy, the poor monk will deal with him first, and then go experience the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation."

Saying that, Jiumozhi slapped Zen Master Dabei with his palm.

His palms were red, as if they were burning with flames. As soon as he approached, Zen Master Dabei felt a violent and scorching breath coming towards him.

"Da Lun Ming Wang, you have become a running dog of the Sun Moon God Sect, thinking that you can act presumptuously in front of this old monk!"

Chan Master Dabei let out a shout, and also slapped it with his palm.

His Shaolin Nine Yang Kungfu is also very strong and Yang.

Bang!

After a slap, Zen Master Dabei took the opportunity to fall back into the courtyard and looked at Jiumozhi provocatively.

Do you dare to come down?

Jiumozhi said loudly: "Master Zhang, this poor monk also wants to meet the Eighteen Bronze Figures."

Zhang Wuji saw someone helping, of course he was willing.

He has already experienced the horror of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation.

The eighteen people seem to be a whole, no matter how he attacks, the power will be divided into eighteen parts, so it is impossible to break through the defense of the eighteen bronze men.

After finally hitting a punch from a bronze man, he was almost injured by the opponent's counter-shock.

Jiumozhi also fell into the formation of the Eighteen Bronze Men, and the two joined forces, but they were suppressed by the Eighteen Bronze Men in an instant.

Jiumozhi's palm technique, which is so strong and so strong, can't exert its power at all, even the skin of the eighteen bronze figures can't be broken.

Now the two of them rely entirely on their body skills to dodge, resist, and occasionally counterattack with one or two moves, but they can't hurt the Eighteenth Bronze Man at all.

Zen Master Dabei looked at Li Changlin who hadn't made a move, and immediately wanted to escape, but Li Changlin fell in front of him.

"When I came back from Dali, many people assassinated me. Although some of them had long hair and used moves from other sects, they all used Shaolin Kungfu before they died. "

"Great Compassion Zen Master, won't you give me an explanation?"

Zen Master Dabei snorted coldly: "What can I explain to you as a demon cultist? I only regret that I didn't directly attack you at that time and kill you."

Li Changlin nodded: "It can be regarded as daring, not completely a hypocrite."

"It's a pity that you are too timid, and I had friends by my side at that time, if you dare to make a move, you are already dead."

"But at that time, if you invited that sweeping monk, I might really die. Do you regret it now?"

Zen Master Dabei actually regretted it when he saw Li Changlin, but the holy monk was so easy to move.

Even before, he only knew that there might be a holy monk in South Shaolin, but he didn't know where and who it was.

No one would have thought that the holy monk turned out to be an old monk who swept the floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Li Changlin, do you want to sneak attack my South Shaolin? Even if you become a martial arts legend, don't even try to break my South Shaolin's eighteen bronze figures."

The Southern Shaolin is not as useless as the Northern Shaolin. If we can kill the leader of the Demon Sect of the Western Regions today, without Li Changlin of the Sun Moon Demon Sect, it will definitely become the world's number one martial art holy land from now on!

The Wudang Mountains, the Great Sui Demon Gate, the Cihang Jingzhai, and the Nanyue Song Dynasty all stood aside.

Zen Master Dabei directly hid in the formation of eighteen bronze figures, and looked at Li Changlin proudly, do you dare to enter the formation?

If it weren't for the presence of eighteen bronze figures, do you really think the holy monk would have left South Shaolin?

With his hands behind his back, Li Changlin walked into the eighteen bronze figures in a calm manner.

The body swayed slightly, dodging the attacks of several bronze figures.

He walked to Jiumozhi's side, suddenly grabbed Jiumozhi's shoulder, and swung it outward. Jiumozhi directly escaped from the formation and landed on the roof.

"Youshi, this formation is very weird, it seems to be able to imprison the vitality of heaven and earth inside."

Li Changlin smiled disdainfully: "It's just relying on the power of the formation. They really think that 18 people can compare to the martial arts myth?"

"Zhang Wuji, you should go out first, this formation is not something you can deal with."

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Li Changlin slapped out with a palm, and Zhang Wuji directly escaped from the formation with the help of his palm.

"Zhang Wuji would like to thank Li Youshi for his help, please be careful, I will kill others."

After speaking, Zhang Wuji jumped directly into the courtyard next to him and went to kill someone.

Zen Master Dabei wanted to help, but Jiumozhi stopped him again: "We didn't win or lose just now, let's try again."

Bang!

A stick hit Li Changlin's back, and the bronze figure was stunned.

He thought that Li Changlin would definitely dodge this move, and then the other people's moves would slowly trap Li Changlin until they locked Li Changlin's limbs with sticks.

But unexpectedly, Li Changlin did not dodge or evade, and took his blow head-on.

………………

But even that holy monk from Southern Shaolin dared not make such a big deal.

Li Changlin turned around and grabbed the stick, pulled it hard, and snatched the stick into his hands under the horrified eyes of the other bronze figures.

"The material is not bad. It looks like a wooden stick, but it is actually wrapped with a special metal wire. This is a compassionate Shaolin weapon. A stick is enough to kill people."

There are also some people from the Sun Moon God Sect who practice stick skills, marksmanship, etc., and these can be brought back.

Li Changlin suddenly shuttled through the crowd at high speed, and every time he made a move, he would snatch a long stick from a bronze man.

In a short time, all eighteen sticks fell into his hands.

With a flick of his hand, eighteen sticks flew out like javelins and nailed to the wall.

"I heard that the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men cultivated a very special technique. It was created by combining the advantages of the golden bell cover, the iron cloth shirt and the boy's work, and supplemented with medicinal soup and copper juice to make your skin invulnerable."

"But what about your internal organs, are they that strong?"

Li Changlin punched out, and the strength of Qishangquan exploded.

A bronze man couldn't dodge in time, but gathered the strength of the other 17 people on his body, trying to resist with his body.

But he found that a terrifying power penetrated into his body, and this power burst into his body with seven characteristics.

Puff~~~

A bronze figure limply fell to the ground.

Li Changlin shook his head: "This is the eighteen-faced man? The eighteen-faced man is more or less the same."

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Chapter 221 : Zhang Wuji, leave all your miraculous skills behind

Li Changlin broke the Eighteen Bronze Man formation with a single shot, which surprised Zen Master Dabei.

This is a formation that even the holy monks of Southern Shaolin can't break, why is it so vulnerable in Li Changlin's hands?

But he couldn't help at all, he was already at a disadvantage against Jiumozhi.

The screams were heard continuously in the ear, and after the formation of the eighteen bronze figures was broken, they became vulnerable.