Shaolin has the absolute strength to suppress all kinds of dissatisfaction in the world!

——In the hearts of Du E, Du Nan, and Du Jie, perhaps, they all have such thoughts.

Who knows, even in the face of Shaolin Sandu's oppression, Fu Anchen has no intention of retracting his words just now.

He and Fan Yao stood by Murong Bai's side, waiting closely for the moment of battle.

It was Murong Bai who laughed lightly, took half a step forward, looked at Shaolin Sandu pointingly, and said, "Master wants to disturb our mood, I'm afraid we will be disappointed."

He turned his head to look at Fu Anchen and Fan Yao respectively, and then said, "Brothers who fight tigers, fight with father and son."

"One of them is my fellow brother, connected by blood, and the other is a member of my Holy Church, who is like flesh and blood."

Murong Bai slowly pulled out the Frost Snow Sword from his hand, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said confidently, "Fan Youshi will take care of my side for me, and my brother and I will combine our two swords to destroy you The Diamond Formation is easy."

With such a sentence, even Master Du'er's city mansion couldn't hold back anymore, and immediately angrily yelled at Murong Bai, saying, "Nonsense!"

Murong Bai laughed tit for tat, "Try it and you'll know."

As soon as the words fell, before Du E and the others responded, Murong Bai suddenly let out a long howl.

"Three, offended!"

At the same time as the sound came out, he had rushed into the formation with his sword, Fu Anchen and Fan Yao followed closely behind, each protecting Murong Bai's left and right sides.

Murong Bai's swordsmanship is a combination of hundreds of schools, absorbing the essence of Kunlun, Wudang, Huashan, Emei and other schools of swordsmanship, and it has long been regarded as the ultimate in the changes in sword moves.

And because Murong Bai's swordsmanship has formed its own system and stepped out of his own style, no one can see the root of his swordsmanship.

Even Shaolin Sandu is no good!

Murong Bai's sharp sword, like a shooting star from the sky, like an antelope's horns, accompanied by the cold sword light pierced by the Frost Snow Sword, opened the battle situation.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Shaolin Sandu is indeed the only top master in the world, although he has lost the initiative, he didn't panic at all, Master Du'e even had time to praise Murong Bai.

The Vajra Subduing Demon Circle is one of the top formations of the Shaolin School, with both offensive and defensive capabilities and extraordinary power.

Shaolin Sandu has been a brother since he was a child, and he has been a fellow practitioner for many years. He has been nesting on the top of the back cliff to comprehend the great formation of the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, and the tacit understanding is perfect.

There is no need to communicate with each other, just the moment their eyes meet, they have already completed their respective division of labor.

Each of them held a black iron chain made of black iron. Facing Murong Bai and the others who went straight to kill Gusong where Master Du'er was staying with their swords, the three monks had only sneers on their faces, and only more and more The thicker the murderous intent.

"Do you want to break the formation by attacking one point?"

"Innocent!"

The three iron chains, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, struck Murong Bai with awe-inspiring murderous intent, using various extremely tricky angles.

Fu Anchen and Fan Yao tightly guarded Murong Bai's back, creating opportunities for him to swing the lore sword at Master Du'er.

In a short time, only sword energy and human figures could be seen in the entire field.

The martial arts heroes watching from the sidelines at first regarded today's battle as an ordinary martial arts competition.

Until now, everyone was shocked to realize that no matter Shaolin Sandu or the Mingjiao people in the field, their martial arts are more than one level higher than theirs.

Even the decent heads of various famous families are far behind them.

Especially Shaolin Sandu, the three of them just relied on an iron chain in their hands to make the defense airtight.

However, Murong Bai and Fu Anchen's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and there is a faint complementarity between the two swords. Fan Yao's martial arts are elegant and extraordinary, which is unpredictable. Murong Bai's main worries.

Coupled with the fact that the three of them have the best lightness kung fu in this world, they dodged and moved around, but they didn't expect to be hit by the iron chain in Shaolin Sandu's hand.

However, after all, the three of them only rely on mutual tacit understanding to fight against the enemy, unlike Shaolin Sandu who has practiced hard for dozens of years in the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, the transition between offense and defense is very smooth, without any flaws.

After the two sides fought dozens of moves, Murong Bai's side never even got close to the three ancient pine trees within a radius of two feet!

Chapter 338 Win or lose by relying on the sky!

Chapter 338

Some onlookers couldn't help sighing sincerely, "The five elders of Kongtong died unjustly..."

Another person cast their eyes on Murong Bai, and clicked their tongues, "Mingjiao Murong's master's martial arts is as high as that of Sandu Divine Monk, it's really rare."

"Such a good sword technique." The head of the giant whale gang also shook his head and sighed, "Compared to the sword technique used by the leader of the Demon Cult to defeat the head of Kunlun Zhao in the battle of Guangmingding, it seems to be more advanced More than one chip!"

Hearing this, the head of the Bohai Sword Sect squinted his eyes, gently twisted his beard, and responded, "Perhaps, the Mingjiao side may not have no chance of winning!"

The battle situation in the arena was brilliant and unique, and the surrounding audience were dazzled and satisfied.

But Murong Bai and the other three who were in the formation did not have such a relaxed state of mind.

No matter who is in Shaolin Sandu, they all have the best arts in the world, and they are definitely not opponents that can be easily defeated.

At this time, Shaolin Sandu had the black rope in his hands, forming a formation, the moves were really tight.

Even though Murong Bai and the other three joined forces, if they want to win, they need at least three to five hundred moves.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and after fighting for half a stick of incense, Murong Bai and the other three finally pressed the black rope in Sandu's hand to a radius of Zhang Xu.

However, with the reduction of the rope ring in the hands of the three monks, its resistance has more than doubled.

Every time the three of them take an extra step, they need to spend at least three times more energy than before.

So in the beginning, Fan Yao alone was able to protect Murong Bai's back, allowing him and Fu Anchen to attack freely.

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