But this is the state.
It lasted no more than three or five breaths.
Then there was only a crisp click sound, as if something was broken.
Everyone looked intently.
I only heard a loud bang, and then I saw an Arhat being hit by a giant hammer. Amid the screams, he was thrown for no less than tens of meters, and fell to the ground like a rag. His body rolled a few times. Then he stopped, and when he took a closer look, he found that he only had incoming air and no outgoing air.
Master Fang Zheng turned pale and became furious.
Just waiting to be scolded.
Boom boom boom!
One by one, the golden Arhats were swept away by the hammer shadow!
They flew out tens of meters like rags, and fell to the ground one by one with bangs and bangs. However, without exception, they were all severely injured. Some were even killed directly on the spot. Judging from their unrecognizable appearance, it was obvious that The death was very tragic.
Qu Feiyan and the others were relieved.
"ah!"
However, Master Fang Zheng's eyes almost burst, and he couldn't help roaring angrily, pointing his finger at Ding Ling:
"Ding Ling, you big devil, do you really want to make an enemy of the world and slaughter all living beings?"
Ding Ling carried the drum, urn and golden hammer and walked slowly towards Master Fang Zheng. His eyes were deep, his face was indifferent, and his voice was cold:
"I've said it a long time ago. I don't want to be an enemy of the world, nor do I want to go against this world. It's you who want to be the one who leads this. You want to be my enemy.
Since you want to be my enemy.
Then be prepared to be killed by me at any time.
Master Fang Zheng!
What do you think? "
"ah!"
Master Fang Zheng roared:
"Ding Ling, you used magic weapons, while our Shaolin Temple used ordinary iron rods. This battle was unfair from the beginning. If you are a hero, you should not do such unfair things."
"Ha ha……"
Ding Ling laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. Suddenly, his smile disappeared and his face turned as cold as ice:
"Qu Feiyan is right. You bald donkeys are all hypocritical! It's fair for you to besiege me. It's unfair for me to use magic weapons. Okay!"
Ding Ling put down the drum, urn and golden hammer:
"I'm here today with nothing to try Master Fang Zheng's unique skills from Shaolin Temple!"
"good!"
Master Fang Zheng was so angry at Ding Ling that he didn't know how to respond. When he saw that Ding Ling actually put down his magic weapon to fight against him, he breathed a sigh of relief and his heart couldn't help but lift up.
He glanced behind him, said "Amitabha", and then said:
"If I die, no one in Shaolin Temple can avenge me, remember this!"
Master Fang Zheng sighed.
After all, he overestimated the power of the Eighteen Arhat Formation in Shaolin Temple.
I also underestimated Ding Ling’s domineering and unparalleled power!
I originally thought that the combined efforts of the eighteen first-class peak-level masters in the Eighteen Arhat Formation would be enough to kill a strong man like Ding Ling.
And even if it can't be killed.
It should be possible to retreat.
Now it seems that he has underestimated himself.
He despised Ding Ling.
Our eighteen first-class masters were cultivated by the entire Shaolin Temple after decades of hard work!
They are enough to be passed down as the foundation of Shaolin Temple!
Now it has been shattered.
Master Fang Zheng felt sad, regretful, self-blame, annoyed, deplored, and angry.
I regretted and blamed myself for taking things for granted. I felt that as Taishan Beidou in the world of martial arts, Ding Ling would never kill them!
The regret is that he should not have dispatched the power of the Shaolin Temple. He should have brought the Wudang Clan and others together to investigate the crime.
It is a pity that Shaolin Temple’s decades of hard work were ruined in one go because of the death of the Eighteen Arhats in anger!
"Abbott."
All the Shaolin Temple monks changed their colors.
"Remember what I said."
Master Fang Zheng said solemnly:
"Otherwise, even if I go to the West to see the Buddha, my heart will not be at peace!"
"Yes. Abbot."
All the monks can only obey orders.
It’s just that everyone has bad thoughts in their mind.
"Amitabha."
Master Fang Zheng made his decision, and after instructing the monks, he strode out and faced Ding Ling:
"Donor Ding's hammering skills are earth-shattering, and his skills are unmatched by others. There is a high probability that I am not your opponent! But I still want to say that Donor Ding has been deeply possessed by the devil. Only by stepping back from the brink in time and returning from the lost path can he truly see my Buddha. On the other side, you can enjoy great freedom and freedom.
If you continue to be so stubborn and unrepentant, I am afraid that once you go astray, even the Buddha will be unable to save you! "
"Master Fang Zheng is very sharp-tongued."
Ding Ling said indifferently:
"It's just that no matter how outrageous your talk is, I won't listen to your nonsense here!"
"Brother Ding, that's well said!"
Qu Feiyan cheered, his pretty face full of joy.
"If Donor Ding is willing to convert to our Buddha, our Shaolin Temple is willing to do our best to help you."
Master Fang Zheng said sincerely:
"This is a rare opportunity. Most people don't get this kind of treatment."
"Thank you, Master Fang Zheng, for your kindness."
Ding Ling smiled slightly:
"I admire your spirit and courage, Master. Not long ago, you wanted to kill me. But now you are trying your best to win over me. Such kindness is very rare. I ask myself that I can't do it. I won't stay with you, Master." It's time to take a seat. Come."
He raised his hand:
"Let me learn the unique skills of Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin Temple."
"Since I can't make sense, I'll give up my skin and have a good competition with Donor Ding."
Master Fang Zheng took a deep breath of air and forcibly suppressed the boiling thoughts in his heart. He activated the Yi Jin Jing. In an instant, the whole body was filled with energy. Like thunder!
boom!
Master Fang Zheng's figure was like electricity. When he came to Ding Ling, he lightly slapped out a palm. This palm seemed ordinary at first, but in just a moment, one palm suddenly transformed into two palms and four palms. In an instant, The sky is filled with palm shadows, each palm is unpredictable and vast!
The slapping void sounded like thunder, and from time to time there were rumbling sounds across the sky.
Ding Ling retreated instead of advancing, and struck out with the same palm.
Great Songyang Divine Palm!
The Great Songyang Divine Palm, which was simultaneously stimulated by the Pure Yang True Skill and the breathing method, turned into countless palm shadows once it was struck. Each palm was filled with hot and violent energy, and it seemed that it would explode at any time. Open like thunder.
With the palms of both parties photocopied together.
Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions can be heard!
As soon as the two of them fought, they entered the highest nest directly!
But when they saw the shadow of the palm flying in the sky, the wind continued, and the thunder was heard. The two people passed by, the boulders cracked, the trees fell and the grass broke, as if two gods were fighting, and the others were secretly heartbroken.
Everyone in the Shaolin Temple had their hearts in their throats. Seeing their abbot being so brave, they were secretly applauding, and when their faces were radiant, boom!
Suddenly a loud noise passed through my ears.
When he looked again, he saw that his abbot had been shot and flew ten feet away!
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