At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The king of the world, the king of the earth.

"Everyone!" Master Dajue shouted in a deep voice: "Form a formation!"

With his loud shout, the several Zen masters who were originally scattered by Xiao Ruolin formed a semicircle with Master Dajue as the center and surrounded Xiao Ruolin.

The angry Vajra, holding the demon-subduing pestle, holding the bowl with a kind face, carrying a cloth bag, gently twisting the Buddhist beads, laughing happily, and the Dajue who closed his eyes in meditation.

In this way, it really looks like the real Buddha has come to the world.

Xiao Ruolin looked at the people in front of him and shook his head: "Master, I have already shown mercy with my sword just now. If you still want to continue fighting, the next sword..."

"You won't be so lucky!"

When Master Dajue heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly: "Young man, don't be so arrogant, watch this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the Zen masters threw the demon-subduing pestle in his hand at Xiao Ruolin.

Xiao Ruolin was not in a hurry. He shook his body slightly and dodged the demon-subduing pestle. The sword light flashed behind him.

"Tai'a!"

With a light call, the famous sword Tai'a flew past, and only a cold light flashed.

The Zen master holding the demon-subduing pestle was picked up by Tai'a's sword. He had a strong grip, but the demon-subduing pestle was still knocked out.

With a bang! The demon-subduing pestle fell heavily to the ground.

The Zen Master was about to go forward to pick it up, but he heard the Zen Master Dajue's alarmed voice reminding: "Zen Master Dawang, come back!"

I saw a blue long sword piercing towards Zen Master Dawang like a spirit snake. Hearing Dajue's reminder, Zen Master Dawang quickly dodged, but his arm was still scratched by the sword.

Seeing this, several other Zen Masters rushed forward and returned Dawang, who had left the formation, to the team.

Zen Master Dajue was secretly shocked. He did not expect Xiao Ruolin's swordsmanship to be so exquisite. They were at a disadvantage in several fights.

Seeing that his side was gradually at a disadvantage, Zen Master Dajue decided to use a killing move.

He muttered something in his mouth, and several Zen Masters understood it. They formed seals with their hands, and a layer of light golden light appeared on their bodies.

Then, several powerful Buddhist auras swept towards Xiao Ruolin.

The Vajra Pestle, the Great Tathagata Seal, the Flower-picking Finger, the Vajra Bowl, the Qiankun Bag Offering, the top martial arts of Buddhism attacked Xiao Ruolin in an instant.

It is said that once the True Form Arhat Formation is released, even the top masters in the world cannot break it.

The six people simultaneously launched their killing moves, and the power was infinitely close to the full-strength attack of the Free Heaven Realm.

But it was not an orthodox full-strength attack, so how could it compare to the real Heaven Realm attack?

"Seven Stars Longyuan, Zhanlu, Chixiao, Xuanyuan!" Xiao Ruolin shouted in a deep voice.

The true energy in his body surged wildly, the sword energy overflowed, and the sword body trembled constantly in the air.

I saw a flash of sword light behind him, and a majestic sword intent suddenly emanated from his body.

The four long swords bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the gods and demons were not afraid of the swords.

"Kill!" Xiao Ruolin shouted in a low voice.

The four long swords suddenly turned into green rainbows and flew out, blasting directly towards Dajue and others.

The True Form Arhat Formation offered by the seven people, plus the attack of the six top Buddhist sects, seemed so vulnerable to the four long swords.

The Buddha's light shone everywhere, but it was completely destroyed by the combined attack of the four swords.

The six Zen masters could not withstand the surging sword energy, and suddenly spit out blood, and their faces instantly became weak.

The eleven famous swords floated up, which looked really spectacular. Dajue Zen Master finally opened his eyes.

He was the core of the True Form Arhat Formation, and the person who could be the core of the formation could not be compared with the combined efforts of the six Zen masters.

Dajue Zen Master was barefoot and glared: "Amitabha! This donor, you have too much murderous aura, and you may become a demon in the future. Dajue advises you to do more good deeds and not to compete with the righteous way of the Central Plains."

Xiao Ruolin sneered: "Monk, he is just a 17-year-old boy, why do you want to kill him so much?"

Dajue Zen Master shook his head: "The man is innocent, but he is guilty of holding the treasure. The secret technique of the Rakshasa Hall is a forbidden technique of Buddhism. Only people with great kindness can touch it. It is handed over to an outsider, and this person is the remnant of the demon sect. How can a demon monk be allowed to possess the peerless martial arts of Buddhism?"

In his early years, when he visited Hanshui Temple, he encountered two things that concerned him.

One was about Wuchan, and the other was about Wuxin.

As early as the first glance, he judged that this boy could not be kept.

"Can a person's fate be determined by just taking action?" Xiao Ruolin asked.

"At least, that martial arts cannot be preserved in the world." Master Dajue raised his head, his face solemn.

Heh...

Xiao Ruolin couldn't help laughing,

Monks are always sought after. If they didn't have martial arts to protect themselves, they would have died long ago.

He had never done anything bad since he was born, but there were so many people in the world who wanted him dead, just because his father was the culprit of the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition.

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Rensun suddenly put down the knife in his hand.

Because Tang Lian and Wu Chan in front of him were already at the end of their strength, if he continued to fight, these two would probably become the dead souls under his knife.

After all, they are the descendants of old friends, so he had to hold back.

"You two, are you still fighting?" Wang Rensun Lazy Sheep yawned.

Tang Lian and Wu Chan looked at each other. They both knew that Wang Rensun had shown mercy, otherwise they would only be corpses now.

In fact, they already had the answer in their hearts. No matter what the result was, it was right to act according to their hearts.

At this time, Wu Xin and others walked out of the ruined temple. Seeing the demon monk, Wu Chan immediately said Amitabha.

Then he opened his eyes wide with anger, and his whole body was filled with a faint Buddha light, and his eyes became fierce in an instant.

His figure became taller, and his muscles became violent.

Indestructible, immune to all poisons, indestructible, extremely strong and masculine.

The ten great Buddhist skills of the indestructible magic skill!

Dajue put his hands together, revealing a faint murderous intent: "Donor, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude."

Facing this stubborn monk, Xiao Ruolin obviously lost his patience.

"I said to you monks, I said I will protect that person, don't you understand?" Xiao Ruolin said coldly.

"How can you, an outsider, interfere in the affairs of Buddhism? Donor, you must remember that you are not against Jiulong Temple, but against the entire Buddhist world." Dajue Zen Master said in a deep voice.

Outside the ruined temple, Xiao Se said to Wu Xin with an unhappy face: "Monk, do they really want to abolish your martial arts?"

Wu Xin smiled helplessly: "Of course, in their eyes, I am a demon monk, not a pure Buddhist monk. They naturally reject a person who possesses the entire Rakshasa Hall secret technique."

"If I don't get rid of this martial arts, I'm afraid these old monks will not leave easily."

Lei Wujie said carelessly: "It's okay, Brother Ruolin will hold on. When he can't hold on anymore, it's time for me to go on stage!"

In front of the mountain gate, Master Dajue performed the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, but he found that even though he had performed his unique skills, he was still no match for the young man in front of him.

Swish!

Master Dajue was knocked to the ground by a sword. He covered his chest with a bitter look on his face: "I have been in Buddhism for decades, but I am not even as good as a little kid. It's really sad..."

He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him: "You won't kill me?"