A real man is born in the human world, he is called a chivalrous person, and he should stand upright to the heaven and the earth. Previously, he was afraid of the power of heaven and had stopped moving forward. He was taken by the unfettered power and kept silent. He was already ashamed. At this moment, he is the true form of the devil. It's already here, if you don't take action, how long will it take?
Influenced by the lofty sentiments of the heroes, each and every Jianghu guest displayed his or her own talents and performed various martial arts moves like raindrops.
Lu Hanjiang was surrounded, but his face was still calm and relaxed. He jumped onto the wall with his feet and effortlessly dodged the first wave of attacks.
Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, two people immediately stepped on the wall and climbed onto the wall. One on the left and one on the right, they each raised a palm and hit Lu Hanjiang. One of them shouted sternly——
"I wish my brothers are here, and the demon Xiaoyao will be punished!"
"Ah."
Lu Hanjiang smiled disdainfully, and with one push of his palms, he directly used the Baihong Palm Technique. The seemingly virtual but real palm force directly knocked away the other two people who were trying to get on the wall, and fell into the crowd, overturning a lot of Jianghu Guests. .
Seeing this, the Zhu brothers each struck Lu Hanjiang with another palm, but he suddenly got close to him and pushed the two brothers with his shoulders, flying out and falling down the wall.
"How dare you be so presumptuous, demon! Let me, the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan, take care of you!"
The man as strong as a black bear roared, and seven men jumped up the wall in a row, landing in front of and behind Lu Hanjiang. Some of them waved their fists, some slapped their palms, and some flew up with their legs and feet. Attack from both sides.
"The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan? They are just lost dogs."
Lu Hanjiang first turned around to avoid the flying kick, and then broke the man's legs with a palm. He stretched out his hand to grab the man's calf, picked him up like a sandbag, and smashed all the remaining six people away. , then he let go of his hand, raised his leg and kicked the last half-dead person off the wall.
"He's just a pair of fists and two feet, let's get the big guys together!"
Seeing that those heroes have become stepping stones for others to establish their prestige, the crowd was a little angry, so they called on everyone to join them again.
While they were talking, another seven or eight people used Qinggong to fly up the wall. This time, they came from all directions instead of from behind. Some of them used fists and kicks, and some used weapons to attack Lu Hanjiang.
This posture made Lu Hanjiang raise his eyebrows. He stepped hard, and the broken bricks and tiles flew into the air. He swiped the scabbard of Tianji sword in his hand, only to hear a series of clanking and crashing, and the flying stones turned into flying meteors. , the goddess shot out like scattered flowers, and the people who jumped up suddenly turned into birds with broken wings, falling to the ground accompanied by bursts of blood mist.
"Amitabha!"
Seeing the sudden increase in the number of dead and injured Jianghu guests, Xuanku could no longer sit still. He quickly stood up to stop the furious people and said to Lu Hanjiang on the wall: "Comrades, you just want an explanation. Donor Why do you want to do this?"
"Master also wants to do two tricks?"
Lu Hanjiang jumped to the ground. He was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he glanced around and said, "With such a big movement, your helpers must have arrived too. There's no need to hide, just show up."
"It seems that the donor has been infected by madness, alas."
After the words fell, a few crackling sounds rang through the air. Three monks wearing bright red cassocks came from outside the crowd using Qinggong. Xuan Ku also exerted his strength on his legs and surrounded the three people.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore." said the monk, whose fists were glowing with copper color and his eyes were tightly closed.
"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately." The tiger-eyed monk holding an iron rod on the other hand said.
"Don't do any evil and do all the good." Another bearded monk carrying a crescent shovel said.
"Not knowing the truth, not knowing right from wrong, not distinguishing between good and evil, taking things in vain, and committing all kinds of evil deeds, this is stupidity. Donor, please stop." Xuan Ku held the Zen staff with only half left in it and stood up with one hand.
The four people from all four directions sang to Lu Hanjiang in unison: "Amitabha."
"Array?"
Lu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes. It was rumored that there were two major formations in the Shaolin Temple. One was the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, which was formed by eighteen eminent monks. It was said that no one in the world could break it.
The other is the Four Diamond Formations. It only takes four people to set up the formation, but it is extremely powerful when deployed.
These three monks dressed like Xuan Ku, even if they are not his contemporaries, are still capable men in the Shaolin Temple. I don't know how powerful the formation of four people is.
Lu Hanjiang stepped forward and raised his left hand to grab the tiger-eyed monk. The latter immediately raised the iron rod in his hand and swept it, but he jumped onto the stick and then raised his foot to step on the fierce face.
The other three people moved at the same time, half of the Zen staff pressed against his boots, and a fist and a crescent shovel were thrown at them. Lu Hanjiang had no choice but to retract his legs and use the momentum to kick the two of them with a sweep. Xuan Ku and This tiger-eyed monk used martial arts to attack his back.
These four people seemed to be integrated into one body, with their own rules of attack and defense. If he attacked one person, the other three would wait for an opportunity to disturb him. If he counterattacked those three, this person would take advantage of the situation and break him.
Lu Hanjiang stepped on the weapon of one of them and flew into the sky. The four people immediately dispersed and once again surrounded him from the southeast to the northwest, surrounding him in this circle.
"Tsk."
After landing on the ground, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but smacked his lips. The Shaolin Temple's formations were really not just for show. They were quite powerful. They were not on the same level as those gangsters who came to see the fun.
He has not encountered such a difficult situation for a long time. Lu Hanjiang now has only two options. One is to stop the showdown and directly sweep everything with unrivaled strength. If he does this, then his plan to go south this time will basically be over. After the game, as long as Shuo Xuan is not a lunatic, there is no way he would dare to test him, a ruthless person who can push the Shaolin Temple to his level.
Of course, these two are betting on the sharpness of this magic weapon and whether it can break through the four diamond formations.
I hope you are not lazy in chanting sutras so that the Buddha and Bodhisattva can protect you. If not, I can only send you to the West to plead guilty. Lu Hanjiang prayed silently in his heart, and his right hand has already grasped the hilt of the Tianji Sword.
Zhen - The secret in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and the sword sword brought out by the force of drawing the sword, like magatama, was divided into two parts, black and white, connected head to tail, spinning and falling, and expanded several feet wide in the blink of an eye.
The four of them were caught off guard, and the others took half a step back with a groan. The weakness of Xuan Ku's weapon was clearly revealed at this moment. Half of the Zen staff in his hand was directly knocked away. The injury that had just been suppressed also showed signs of recurrence. The corners of his mouth slowly There was a trail of blood.
"This is... Wudang Tai Chi Qing Ling Sword?"
Xuan Ku was seriously injured, so the formation was naturally defeated. However, despite being defeated, he also recognized Lu Hanjiang's sword style at a glance. The Buddhist and Taoist families have always been rivals, so they would naturally not fail to investigate their opponents. The number of martial arts methods.
This Tai Chi Qing Ling Sword is one of Wudang's famous secret arts. It is originally a sword move used to strengthen the body and prolong life. It makes the generals appear to be quite calm and undisputed. When used in battles, its meaning should be pointed out. He was calm and calm, but not so ruthless.
Lu Hanjiang also noticed something was wrong when he made his sword move. He had seen Huangfu Yushu use these three swords of heaven many times, and he thought he would be able to imitate them easily, but why did he still feel this unnatural and inconsistent feeling.
The sword moves are the same, so does the problem lie in the number of moves? Lu Hanjiang suppressed the doubts in his heart for the time being, pointed the sword in his hand at the Xuan Ku, and asked: "Shaolin's Four Great Vajra Formations, I'm here to learn from you."
"Ahem——"
Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Xuanku managed to stand up despite his injuries and said weakly: "The Xiaoyao Sect is indeed extraordinary. This time, the donor won."
