After listening to the monk's words, everyone knew that only by defeating the Shaolin monk in front of them could they continue to go deep and search for the secret treasure of Patriarch Bodhidharma.

The monk standing in the middle said: "All benefactors, please rest assured that Shaolin Temple will abide by the rules of fair duel, one-on-one, as long as you can defeat any one of us, you can pass the level."

At this time, a strong stranger with a blue light all over his body stepped forward, sneered again and again: "Just because of you few bald donkeys who can only practice hard skills, you still want to fight us, you are looking for a dead end!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly and rushed towards the monk. At the same time, the green awn around his body became stronger and stronger, and turned into a tiger and lion form in the hands of the strange man, fierce and unparalleled.

"The blue light all over his body is a transformational force! When attacking, it can be like a sword, and when defending, it can be gathered into armor. It is extremely strange."

Someone recognized the alien's ability and exclaimed loudly.

"Whoever you want to shoot! Come and die!"

The stranger who controlled the green light shouted.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the youngest monk on the far left moved.

I saw that his footsteps were like riding on the clouds in the sky, and he suddenly raised his fists, bringing a thousand-ton force, and a howling gale, and there were faint roars of ferocious beasts.

Luohan Fuhu Fist!
The monk punched out, and collided with the strange man with the ferocity of a blue tiger and lion in his palm.

"laugh!"

The blue light shattered instantly under the wind of the fist, and the Yiren's chest was hit by the fist, his throat was sweet, blood spurted out, the whole person flew out, knocked down several big trees in a row before stopping, and finally passed out, unconscious personnel.

"Amitabha."

The little Wu Monk recited the Buddha's name, and retreated.

The people present were instantly silent.

No wonder these monks dare to come to stop them, they are all extraordinary strangers!

That little monk is only in his early twenties, and his strength is already so superb, let alone other monks.

At this time, a thin and small stranger looked at him, but the monks did not look in his direction, so he immediately flew into the air, and he wanted to use his lightness skill to cross the cliff.

"Long!"

A burst of dazzling golden light flashed, and the short alien screamed "Oh!" He rolled twice in mid-air, was knocked out, fell heavily to the ground, and made a big hole.

The monk in the middle said calmly: "The surrounding mountain walls have been engraved with formation runes by the gate of my temple's master uncle, and even a strong man who has become a god can't break it easily."

"The poor monk still advises all benefactors, don't use clever ideas, everything depends on strength."

At this time, a strange person encouraged: "What are you afraid of! It's just eighteen monks. We have hundreds of people here. Are you afraid that you won't be able to rush through? Let's go together!"

"That's right! With so many of us, are we still afraid that these few monks won't succeed?"

"Everyone go together, I don't believe they can stop us!"

One person said that there was a group of people who agreed, and these dozens of people showed their strength together and wanted to rush over.

Seeing this, the monk in the middle shouted: "Uncle, please do it!"

As soon as the words fell, a silver vajra shot up into the sky, bringing with it majestic spiritual power, whistling and sweeping across.

The more than 30 aliens couldn't defend themselves at all. They were so shocked that they vomited blood, became dizzy, and their ears became numb.

"Also ask all benefactors to strictly abide by the rules."

The monk in the middle emphasized it again.

"It's a big deal, let's go elsewhere!"

A fat alien yelled.

The monk said: "Amitabha. Donor, other mountain passes are also held by brothers and sisters from this temple. No matter where you enter, it is the same."

After the monk finished speaking, Qin Miaoyin also noticed that Wang Ruonan, Zhao Zhen from Demon God Sect, Jiaolong Clan, and Zhou Yang did not appear here, and they seemed to enter from other mountain passes.

Some of the aliens rolled their throats, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, then turned and left in despair.

They could tell that none of the eighteen monks in front of them was a good stubble, and with their strength, they were simply hitting a stone with an egg.Instead of this, it is better to leave as soon as possible and find another opportunity to avoid embarrassment.

Then she looked at Shen Xiaowei and the others and asked, "Are you confident to go there?"

Everyone nodded with condensed expressions, only Guo Jinnan spread his hands helplessly and said, "It's okay for me to go to the sports meeting, but if you want to fight with these monks, Xuan."

Upon hearing this, Qin Miaoyin pondered for a moment, and then said: "I have my own way, don't worry."

While they were talking, five strangers had already stepped forward.

As if they had made an agreement, they all attacked together, and the monks guarding the gate also sent five people to fight.

Miaoyin saw that the physiques of those monks leaping like tigers and dragons were obviously tempered by some kind of cultivation method, which was much stronger than those few people who only mutated by taking elixir.

Not only that, but the boxing techniques they practiced were not ordinary ancient martial arts, but contained Buddhist rhyme.

Others can't see it, but Miaoyin can perceive that every move and style of the monks is urging the runes to bless themselves and increase their combat power.

"Wow!"

The five aliens suffered disastrous defeats one after another. They were beaten to the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"The benefactor, I have accepted."

The five monks saluted with one hand and said.

Seeing this scene, many people were scared away and went directly down the mountain.

The rest are courageous and powerful people with certain abilities.

"I'll try."

A young man with gold-rimmed glasses and a plaid shirt who looked like an IT programmer stepped forward with a smile.

"Xuanming, little monk, it's up to you."

He pointed to the little monk who made his first attack.

"Benefactor, please advise."

The little monk clasped his palms together, immediately put on a stance, and rushed towards the strange man named Xuan Ming.

"rise!"

Xuan Ming gently raised his hand, and the ground burst open, quickly cracking into huge stones with a length of three to four meters, and floating up.

Then he moved his finger forward a little, and those boulders shot towards the little monk one by one like missiles.

The little monk shouted loudly and used his punches, smashing all the flying boulders into pieces.

"Congeal!"

Xuan Ming shouted in a low voice, all the suspended stones frantically gathered together, turned into a spherical boulder more than ten meters in size, and pushed it away.

Not only that, dozens of big trees around Xuan Ming rose from the ground, and under his control, the roots of the trees were automatically cut into sharp cones, piercing the little monk like arrows.

The little monk turned pale, he couldn't cope with so many attacks.

"The poor monk admits defeat."

he said sharply back.

When Xuan Ming heard the words, he stopped and retracted his hands. The trees and stones scattered and landed on the ground, returning to calm.

"Assigned."

Xuan Ming smiled and cupped his hands, then strode into the mountain pass.

"This person's control skills are quite interesting."

Qin Miaoyin looked at Xuan Ming's back and thought to herself.

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