The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 448 Is this reason enough?
At this moment, the entire Buddhist sect is crowded with people. Of course, the main purpose of the people from the nine ancient martial arts sects gathering here this time is to crusade against the Northern King Ye Feng. Get rid of.

Of course, if it is not possible, then it is feasible to lock him in the Buddhist sect for thirty years and not let him walk around outside. Therefore, when they saw the northern king Ye Feng coming, the disciples of the nine ancient martial arts sects showed their faces. A look of indignation.

It's just that although the disciples of these sects gritted their teeth and looked resentful, none of them dared to step forward. After all, Ye Feng, the king of the north, is like an evil sword, floating above the heads of every disciple of the ancient martial arts sect. , If this sword is not completely wiped out, they will never have peace.

Looking at those strange gazes around him, Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he immediately walked across the square towards the gate of the Buddhist sect.

At this moment, the deputy suzerain of the Fozong probably received the news, and walked out quickly. Behind him, there were eighteen bald monks covered in golden light. These monks were all holding iron rods. The footsteps are steady and powerful, and a mysterious formation is faintly formed.

"The Eighteen Arhat Formation, and it's also an Arhat Formation at the supernatural level!" Ye Feng is well-informed now, and he immediately recognized the origins of these eighteen people. It's just a simpler one.

In Buddhism, the truly powerful formation is actually the [-] Vajra Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger Formation. This formation is said to be quite terrifying in power and can exert several times the power of the person forming the formation. Ye Feng wants to break through this time. Passed the level, the second of which is the eighty-one King Kong subduing dragon and subduing tiger formation.

"Your Excellency Ye Feng finally kept his word and came to my Buddhist sect to attend the martial arts conference. Speaking of which, this is truly a blessing for the world of martial arts, and a blessing for the people of the whole country!"

Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "Now that I am here in person, I hope that your Buddhist sect will keep your word, and I also hope that your ancient martial arts nine sects will keep their promises. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude this time!"

"Bold, Your Excellency's tone is too loud. This is a pure place of Buddhism, and you can't tolerate such wildness!" A leader of the Eighteen Arhats shouted angrily in a cold voice.

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly focused, and he immediately winked at Angel Sima Zhan. A small entourage with him dared to make such a mistake. He really thought that his Northern King was made of mud.

In fact, without Ye Feng's signal, the hot-tempered Sima Zhantian became angry on the spot, jumped out, pointed at the man's nose and shouted angrily: "What are you, my lord is talking, and you dare to interrupt, You even dare to ask my Patriarch, kneel down immediately, or your head will fall to the ground!"

"It's really presumptuous!" All of a sudden, the eighteen bald arhats became angry, and they moved their bodies one after another, immediately surrounding Sima Zhantian completely.

The deputy suzerain of the Buddhist sect was unmoved when he saw this, and he didn't come forward to stop him. He thought that it would be better to give this kid surnamed Ye a blow now, lest the other party be so arrogant and domineering.

But on the surface, he still has to put on a show. After all, he is the master, so he can't neglect the guests, so the deputy suzerain immediately said hypocritically: "Look at Your Excellency, King Bei, the two sides just met and made such a fuss. The scene is always not very good, let your subordinates retreat."

Ye Feng couldn't help but sneered and said, "Why didn't you tell your followers to retreat?"

The deputy suzerain laughed and said: "They are responsible for maintaining the order of the entire martial arts conference. It is not very good to let them retreat."

This made it clear that he was unwilling to give in. When Ye Feng heard this, he would not talk to him anymore, so he directly ordered Sima Zhantian to say: "These eighteen people dare to disrespect this king. You can go ahead boldly and kill them without mercy!"

"Yes!" With these words, Sima Zhantian rushed out like a tiger.

The deputy suzerain of the Buddhist sect narrowed his eyes, but he still didn't intend to stop.

Ye Feng stood still with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the battle ahead, he noticed that Sima Zhantian was indeed very brave at the beginning, but soon he was completely trapped like a cow in a quagmire, No matter how strong you are in this state, you can't use it, let alone hurt the opponent.

Not only was Sima Zhantian unable to display his due combat power, but even his body movements were suppressed. Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help secretly marveling. It really deserves to be the Eighteenth Arhat Formation of the Buddha Sect, but its power cannot be underestimated.

According to normal circumstances, these eighteen bald-headed arhats are only in the fourth realm of the divine way, and their cultivation level is not very high, and Sima Zhantian is now half a monk at any rate, and after more than a year of Sister Sausage After months of sparring, the big man's combat effectiveness has made great progress.

However, at this moment, he was still caught in the formation of eighteen arhats. It could be seen that the power of this formation was extraordinary. Of course, the reason why Sima Zhantian was in such a situation was largely because he only used his physical strength.

This guy probably got used to practicing with Sister Sausage during this period, so now when he rushed up, he just used his physical strength to open and close to fight, and this happened to be restrained by the opponent's Eighteen Arhats.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, Tie Niu, now is not the time to practice, let's make a quick decision!"

Sima Zhantian immediately sneered after hearing this: "Okay, my lord, I originally wanted them to accompany me to experience the experience, but now it seems that we only need to quickly end the battle!"

The leader of the Eighteen Arhats snorted coldly: "You really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, you are clearly trapped by my formation, and you are about to lose at any moment, yet you can tell..."

It's just that this person hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly saw Sima Zhantian in the big formation, his aura suddenly increased, and what was even more frightening was that a knife appeared directly on top of his head, a golden and simple sword .

The broadsword shot up into the sky, and then it slashed out across the sky, and in an instant, a comet-like blade shot out across the sky.

Bang bang bang!
Accompanied by loud bangs, the eighteen bald-headed arhats flew upside down, and died on the spot when they fell to the ground. Only then did everyone realize that there was a thin line appearing on their necks. Blood is gurgling from this thin line.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of the ancient martial arts sect around them were stunned, and even the timid ones retreated quietly. After all, they knew very well that the Eighteen Arhats of the Buddhist sect could compete with those in the supernatural power realm. of.

Now, to be beheaded with a single blow, eighteen bald monks of Arhats were killed on the spot, and they didn't even have the ability to parry. This is too terrifying.

"Not bad, big man, your saber technique has been strengthened again today, and it's not in vain for my aunt and grandma to practice with me these days." Sister Sausage at the side nodded slightly when she saw this

Sima Zhantian laughed and said, "Unfortunately, these eighteen bald heads seem to be made of paper, they can't test my true strength at all, weak, really weak!"

The deputy suzerain of the Buddhist sect twitched his eyes when he heard this, and couldn't help trembling with anger, but he didn't dare to speak. After all, he knew very well that the other party could destroy eighteen arhats with one blow Large formation, it can also kill the half-step supernatural power level of oneself with a single blow.

The scene suddenly became quiet. Although there were many spectators around, no one dared to speak. Just at this moment, two bald old men wearing black monk robes suddenly came walking hand in hand.

The two walked lightly and quickly, and they arrived in front of everyone in a short stride, and the aura of the two was also very strong, at least they were powerful in the supernatural power state, or even the legendary half-step holy state powerhouse .

"What's going on, it's all right, who is causing trouble again, openly beheading my Buddhist disciples, it is really unreasonable!" The visitor snorted heavily.

The deputy suzerain breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I would like to report to the suzerain master and the supreme elder, it was Ye Feng, and his subordinates did it!"

The suzerain of Fozong is a short but potbellied middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion. On the surface, he looks no different from those wine and meat monks in the market.

"Your Excellency the King of the North, what do you mean by this? Why did you kill my disciples of the Buddhist sect? You clearly don't take my Buddhist sect seriously?" The master of the Buddhist sect turned his head and glared at Ye Feng and asked.

Ye Feng just smiled lightly, and said: "You are really right, just because you are a small Buddhist sect, you want me to take this king into my eyes, you are not worthy!"

"You..." The head of the Fozong burst out in anger, and seemed to want to make a move, but was stopped by the elder beside him.

This Supreme Elder's figure was much slimmer and thinner, he looked like dry wood, but his aura was as calm as a mountain, he glanced up and down at Ye Feng, and asked: "You are the Northern King Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng only nodded slightly, and the Supreme Elder shouted again: "Your Excellency beheaded my Buddhist sect disciple, should you give me a reason?"

Ye Feng nodded slightly again, and said: "To openly insult and slander the North King of Xuanyuan Kingdom, the head of the Martial Academy, is this enough reason?"

A few cold rays shot out from the corners of the Supreme Elder's eyes, he just stared at Ye Feng without moving, the people around saw this formation and thought he was about to explode.

But in the end, no one could have imagined that the Supreme Elder finally nodded and said with a smile, "That's enough, His Royal Highness the Northern King of Xuanyuan Kingdom is now in full swing, and this reason is certainly enough. His Excellency the Northern King came from afar, and I have never greeted him from afar." , please forgive me, please!"

Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense anymore, and immediately walked inside, Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian and others, and Sausage Sister Long Nannan and others followed closely behind.

The master of the Buddhist sect couldn't swallow this breath, so he didn't grit his teeth and said in a low voice: "Uncle, let's forget it, this kid surnamed Ye is really too arrogant, he doesn't take our Buddhist sect seriously at all. "

The Supreme Elder heard this but smiled lightly, and said: "Forget it, of course it's impossible to let it go like this, but why are you rushing, anyway, you have cultivated for most of your life, and you don't even have this little concentration. Now that this kid has not entered the mountain gate, we must not push him into a hurry, lest he take the opportunity to escape."

Speaking of this, the Supreme Elder pointed to the people behind Ye Feng, and said to himself: "See if this kid brought these people, I can tell you, these people are basically strong, just go out They are all basically able to draw with you, and there are even several that I may not be able to suppress, if this kid is really pushed, no one can stop him outside the mountain gate."

The master of the Buddha sect couldn't help but gasped, and said, "This kid, even the guards of his subordinates are so powerful?"

The Supreme Elder nodded slightly, and then sighed: "That's right, so this son must not stay anymore, otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future, and no one in the nine ancient martial arts sects will be able to suppress him! "

(End of this chapter)