When Xiaolongnu fell into the formation and saw the horrified expressions on the faces of the eighteen bronze men, Tianming decisively activated the formation!
"Formation, activate!"
The eighteen bronze men started moving at the same time, and eighteen iron rods smashed down on Xiaolongnu's body!
"A trifle."
Xiao Longnu chuckled softly, her body floating like willow catkins, dodging as the wind from the stick fell, her posture graceful, as if dancing.
"Change formation!"
Tianming's face changed, and he quickly activated the formation formula! The eighteen bronze men looked at each other and dispersed into formations of one, two, three, six, and nine people, each occupying one position, and attacked Xiaolongnu from the five directions of east, south, west, north, and sky.
Feeling a little pressure, Xiaolongnu smiled sweetly, so beautiful that it could captivate a whole country!
"That's interesting!"
The two palms danced like butterflies among flowers, and countless palm prints flew out from between the palms, hitting the stick shadows coming from all directions one after another from the front!
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
Countless muffled sounds rang out. After all, the Eighteen Bronze Men were only composed of eighteen masters of the middle stage of the acquired realm. How could they withstand the power of an innate master? Even if they were divided into eighteen parts, it was still far beyond their ability to resist!
The eighteen bronze figures scattered and fell like blooming petals, leaving only Xiaolongnu standing in the center of the pistil, her clothes fluttering in the wind, as graceful as a fairy!
"Abbot, have I broken this formation?"
Looking at his comrades who fell to the ground and screamed in pain, Tianming's face turned pale... Is the power of the innate really so irresistible?
They were eighteen masters of the middle stage of the post-natal realm, specializing in external martial arts! And yet, they couldn't even block a single move? This was outrageous!
Gritting his teeth, Tianming said with difficulty: "Leader Long is worthy of being called Xiantian Zhenren. In the first round, we admit defeat!"
"Then let's go to the second round."
Xiao Longnu laughed, Tianming gritted his teeth and waved his hand, more than ten monks came forward and moved the eighteen bronze men away... Then, one hundred and seven monks came out one after another, including old monks, young men, the head of the Dharma Academy, and even the chief of the Arhat Hall!
Xiao Longnu felt it for a while and found that these 108 people were actually the 108 strongest people in Shaolin Temple!
"Alliance Leader Long, ordinary formations are no match for you. The second formation is Shaolin's most powerful protective formation, capable of uniting the strength of one hundred and eight people to launch a single, powerful attack. Alliance Leader Long, do you dare to take it?"
After these words were spoken, Xiaolongnu and Difan discovered the sinister intentions of Shaolin Temple!
Apparently, if Shaolin Temple relied solely on formations, victory was impossible. So, why not simply gather the might of the 108 strongest warriors and challenge Xiaolongnu to a duel of internal strength?
To put it bluntly, they are bullying Xiaolongnu because she is young. Even if she breaks through to the innate realm, she is no match for 108 people!
[This old bald donkey has a very cruel heart! ]
Using the power of an entire temple to fight against a twenty-year-old girl... Shaolin Temple truly has lost its former courage and has truly declined!
[No, I can't let my junior sister foolishly compete with them in internal energy. Although she has broken through to the Xiantian realm, her internal energy capacity still needs time to settle. There is no way she can be a match for 108 people!]
[I can't just watch my junior sister get hurt...]
Anxious, Di Fan was about to step forward to stop her… but just as he took a step, a gentle force entangled him. Then, he saw Xiaolongnu looking back and smiling, her eyes filled with confident charm!
Those eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts seemed to tell him: "Brother, believe me! I can do it!"
Di Fan gritted his teeth: [Damn it! How can Junior Sister be so stubborn! What if, what if she gets hurt?]
However, when he wanted to move, Xiaolongnu's confident look appeared in his eyes again!
"Okay, I'll trust you this once! But if you get hurt in the slightest, even if Shaolin Temple surrenders, I'll do my best to wipe out these damned bald donkeys!"
Feeling the deep concern, Xiaolongnu felt warm inside and became more confident.
Isn't it just one against eighteen? If I can't even do that, how can I dominate the Central Plains and fight ten thousand alone?
"Come on, Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple after all. I'll give you a chance to strike."
Xiao Longnu lightly moved her feet and stood opposite Tianming Zen Master. Her hands glowed white, and she was ready.
"I'm sorry."
"Concentrate your mind and gather your energy!"
Zen Master Tianming roared angrily, and the 107 people behind him put one hand on the shoulder of another, and the internal force in their bodies gathered on Tianming one by one!
Just when the internal force reached its peak, Tianming could no longer bear the severe pain in his meridians and suddenly swung out with a palm!
"Great Compassion Palm!"
The Zen Master instantly unleashed a hundred and eight palm strikes, each one imbued with the internal energy of a hundred and eight people! Halfway through, the hundred and eight palm strikes converged, transforming into a giant, human-high Buddha palm that struck Xiao Long Nu head-on!
"That's interesting!"
Xiaolongnu laughed out loud, showing a rare bold attitude!
He was seen standing with his knees slightly bent and his steps unsteadily, with his right hand drawing a semicircle and placing it on his waist... His eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he suddenly swung out with a palm!
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms—The Dragon Will Regret!"
"hold head high!"
The giant dragon circled and rushed out, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy in the air as it moved forward to grow stronger. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to the thickness of a man. Its dragon head raised slightly, and with a determined momentum, it slammed into the giant palm!
"boom!"
After an explosion, the giant palm and the giant dragon disappeared together, and the formation of one hundred and eight Arhats was instantly shattered. However, Xiaolongnu only had two half-meter-long scratches on the soles of her feet. Her breath was slightly disordered, but it returned to normal in an instant.
Looking at his figure again, except for the dust on the soles of his feet, he was dressed in white, spotless!
"The leader is mighty! Shaolin... admits defeat!" Tianming spat out a mouthful of blood, revealing a look of despair: "From today on, Shaolin will only obey the leader in his name!"
"Abbot!"
All around, countless monks watching the battle cried out in disbelief! Was Shaolin going to be destroyed in their hands today?
A thousand-year-old temple was destroyed in one day!
Xiao Longnu exhaled a faint puff of white air, which flew past the ear of the loudest monk like an arrow, creating a deep hole... Even the thick wall couldn't stop it, and it shot straight through a huge hole...
The monk was stunned. If the bullet had been even slightly off target and hit his head... then his life would have been...
"Do you have any objections?"
Xiaolongnu's smile was as beautiful as a flower, without a trace of threat, as gentle as a solitary orchid in a valley.
The monk moved his throat and decisively took the lead in kneeling and bowing: "Master, you are mighty!"
Xiaolongnu looked at the other monks again, still looking calm.
"The leader is mighty!" *N!
Everyone bowed down together, and their voices shook the sky!
In the distance, Di Fan watched this scene silently...Junior sister, you have finally grown up!
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