"Master Jianglong, let eighteen of us fight this person together."
The aura of Fuhu Arhat changed, and he carried a domineering aura that towered over everyone.
Being able to ride on the sacred beast Flying Tiger shows that Fuhu Arhat himself is also a domineering character, but his identity as a Buddhist Arhat makes him less violent.
Although he is the reincarnation of Arhat Subduing the Dragon and the boss of the Eighteen Arhats, Jigong is still as tepid as before. He did not comment on the words of Arhat Subduing the Tiger. He walked forward for a distance, stopped and said, "The road is wide, Taoist Master." Why are you taking this road to nowhere? It is better to take a step back, the sea and the sky are brighter, Amitabha.”
From the first meeting to now, this was the first time Jigong spoke so formally, and Chu Feng felt a little unreal.
"The Road to No Road, Pindao walked today, and more people will walk on it in the future."
It is his mission as a Taoist priest to fight against Buddhism. There is nothing to say.
"It seems that Taoist Master has made up his mind. Amitabha, that's good."
Jigong clasped his hands together and his breath changed.
The sky suddenly darkened and was replaced by thunder. A giant dragon about a thousand feet long came through the thunder. As it wandered around, it looked like an ancient thunder dragon, looking up to the sky and roaring, arrogant and arrogant.
"Yin"
The giant dragon roared in, held Jigong on its head, and rushed into the sky.
At the same time, the Fuhu Arhat riding a flying tiger also rushed into the sky.
The two of them, one standing on the head of a giant dragon and the other riding a flying tiger, were juxtaposed in the sky. Their domineering power soared to the sky, oppressing this land, and there was no peace of Buddhism at all.
This is the other side of Buddhism. The so-called Angry Eyes King Kong is a similar product. If the soft one is not good enough, then the hard one will be used.
Regardless of the industry or religion, gentle words and kind words are always a means of concealment.
The sixteen golden Arhats on the ground also disappeared one after another, seemingly arranging some kind of formation.
"Eighteen Arhat Formation?"
Chu Feng frowned. Compared with the Eighteen Arhats Formation in martial arts, this is the top version of the Eighteen Arhats Formation. The real Eighteen Arhats would definitely not be flattering if faced head-on.
"master"
Xu Xian, who had been here for a while, came over.
Chu Feng smiled slightly and moved a little further to the ground, revealing a yellow futon.
"Hanwen, the Eighteen Arhats are left to you. I am sitting here, waiting for your good news."
Xu Xian looked confused and asked him to hit eighteen people. Isn't this a joke?
"Master, are you sure?"
Chu Feng smiled and said: "Didn't my master give you a seven-star sword? Use it to collect these monks."
A seven-star sword can be used against eighteen golden Arhats. This sounds ridiculous.
Xu Xian's already bitter face became even more bitter. Unfortunately, the teacher's fate was difficult, so he had to bite the bullet.
Just as Xu Xian walked forward, Chu Feng's voice sounded.
"Turn around"
As soon as Xu Xian turned around, he saw a faint blue water vapor enter his eyes, and disappeared before he could recover.
"This is a powerful weapon for the poor to win. It won't be used for a long time."
There was calm confidence in Chu Feng's voice.
Xu Xian felt it, and there was nothing but vigorous vitality in his eyes. Can this thing stand up to the enemy?
Xu Xian's brain was a little exhausted, and then Chu Feng's voice sounded in his ears again.
"When fighting, just squint your eyes and look at each other."
It must be a supernatural power related to Hel's eyes. Xu Xian guessed like this. He came to the Eighteen Arhat Formation and said loudly: "Today, Xu Xian of the Immortal Taoist Sect will break your Eighteen Arhat Formation."
As soon as the words fell, the void shook, and Xu Xian's figure disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was on a yellow-brown land, stretching for hundreds of miles, covered with withered grass, and the scorching sun in the sky kept sending scorching sunlight.
Xu Xian was holding a three-foot-long seven-star sword with a cautious look on his face. He was a drug addict fighting against eighteen golden arhats, which was no different from a rabbit fighting eighteen wolves.
"Amitabha"
Following the Buddha's name, the sky was filled with golden light, and a big golden hand descended from the sky, carrying unparalleled pressure.
Before Xu Xian had time to react, he was slapped into the soil and was covered in mud.
"puff"
Xu Xian crawled out of the soil and just vomited. Before he could pick up his Seven Star Sword, a big golden hand suddenly appeared ten feet away and slapped Xu Xian away again. It brought up a long yellow wave, like a sandstorm in the desert.
"Xu Xian, let your master come in."
The big golden hand stopped attacking and turned into the shadow of Crouching Tiger Arhat.
Xu Xian, who had rolled for dozens of miles, crawled out of the sand, sighed a few times, stood up straight, and said loudly: "Eighteen of you are worthy of my master. You are a group of hidden things. If you have the ability to fight alone, hide behind In the dark, he is not a good man, no, he is not a golden arhat."
There was a fluctuation in the void, and the figure of Crouching Tiger Arhat appeared. The holy beast Flying Tiger under him kept roaring, as if it was about to rush over and rip Xu Xian to pieces.
"Master monk, your sick cat is angry, why don't you let him come over?"
Xu Xian looked like he was seeking death.
Feihu was angry, and regardless of the Crouching Tiger Arhat on his body, he opened his bloody mouth and pounced at him. His speed was the fastest in the world.
Xu Xian quickly summoned the Seven-Star Sword in front of him. There was a bang and the metal hit. The Seven-Star Sword in Xu Xian's hand fell out of his hand and fell into the hands of Crouching Tiger Arhat.
Feihu spread his wings and floated in the air, looking down at Xu Xian on the ground with cold eyes, as if looking at a dead man.
"Master, I did everything you asked, please don't cheat me."
Xu Xian's originally small eyes narrowed, and they suddenly disappeared.
It was supposed to be watery, but only a line could be seen.
"Ouch"
Feihu roared and swooped down. Without the obstruction of the Seven-Star Sword, its sharp claws could tear Xu Xian's chest open in an instant.
Whoa, a stream of water vapor emitted from Xu Xian's eyes and hit Feihu. Feihu's huge body fell on the spot.
Sitting on the back of Feihu, Fuhu Arhat staggered. When he looked down, he was shocked to see that the belly of his mount was enlarged, as if he was about to give birth.
That's not right, wasn't my mount castrated a long time ago?
At this time, Xu Xian, who squinted his eyes, looked at the astonished Fuhu Arhat, and a stream of water vapor was immediately aroused.
"not good"
Crouching Tiger Arhat didn't care what happened to the flying tiger on his body, it suddenly disappeared.
Zi Mu Shui Miao lost for the first time since their debut. On the one hand, this is the formation of the Eighteen Arhats, and the opponent is in a good location and has something to do. On the other hand, Xu Xian is a person who has nothing except taking drugs, and there is a big gap between him and the Fuhu Arhat.
Defeated, Xu Xian turned his attention to Feihu, who was lying on the ground.
"Sick cat, wasn't it very powerful just now? Why didn't you move, but you moved, and you bit me?"
Xu Xian looked like he needed a beating.
