Invincible since I was a special forces soldier

Chapter 188 Arhat lost, the abbot enters
"call!"

All of a sudden, an Arhat monk behind Li Ling hit Li Ling's back heart with a stick, mercilessly.

At this time, Li Ling seemed to have eyes behind his back, and moved a step to the left side. The eyebrow-level stick passed Li Ling's arm, without hurting him at all.

Now that the Arhat Formation has started to operate, it will naturally not stop attacking. As soon as Li Ling stood firm, two more Arhat monks swung their brow-level sticks. One smashed at Li Ling from top to bottom, and the other aimed at Li Ling. Ling's waist swept across.

Facing the two monks who came together, Li Ling put his hand on the eyebrow-leveling stick that swept across, and then the Arhat monk seemed to be drunk, and lifted the eyebrow-leveling stick up uncontrollably , directly blocked the eyebrow-level stick that was thrown from above.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ling shot his bow left and right, and a little above the two eyebrow-aligning sticks, the two Arhat monks couldn't hold the eyebrow-aligning sticks in their hands, and the "hu" sticks hit themselves back.

The strength carried by the stick pierced through the body, and knocked down the Arhat monks who had already completed the two golden bell covers, and couldn't stand up for a while.

"Master Yi Shaozhuang is really amazing!"

"Down with these bald asses!"

"..."

Seeing that Li Ling neutralized the Arhat formation's attack lightly, and wounded two Arhat monks instead, those in the arena cheered.

Especially there were provocative words in it, which made the faces of all the monks in Shaolin Temple ugly, and Abbot Xuan Zhi couldn't help but pause for a while when he moved the Buddhist beads in his hands.

The Arhat Formation is indeed a large formation that Shaolin has carefully trained for many years. Even with the loss of two people, it can still be maintained. It's just that these Arhat monks have lost their momentum at this time, and none of them attacked first.

"Ha ha."

Seeing this, Li Ling smiled slightly, stepped forward suddenly, and punched an Arhat monk.

The Arhat monk quickly put the eyebrow stick across his chest, trying to resist Li Ling's punch, but only heard a crisp "Gala!" was interrupted.

"Oh!"

The force of Li Ling's punch remained undiminished, and he directly hit the Arhat monk. He was immediately thrown three or four feet away.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ling did not hold back his hands, and started to use his lightness kung fu, the speed was extremely fast, and several afterimages appeared in the field.

These afterimages came out at the same time, and everyone heard a crisp sound. Immediately afterwards, nine Arhat monks smashed people with sticks and flew away at the same time. Only six of the eighteen Arhats were left on the field for a while.

At this moment, the crowd didn't even bother to applaud, they just looked at Li Ling in horror. They couldn't imagine what kind of martial arts could achieve such a level. Many people even had the idea of ​​"witchcraft" in their hearts.

But the "witchcraft" in everyone's hearts is caused by Li Ling's internal force bonus "following the shadow legs". Unfolding, not only is it extremely fast, but it has also become a top-notch lightness skill.

"Amitabha, Shaoxia Yi is really good at martial arts!"

The abbot Xuanzhi called out the Buddha's name, which woke up everyone on the field, and made the rest of the Arhat monks who were still standing, as well as everyone watching the battle, look at Li Ling in awe.

"Yi Shaoxia is really good at martial arts, Xuwu, you all step back, let this old man come and learn Yi Shaoxia's magical skills!"

"Since Master Xuanzhi wants to teach me, Yi will naturally not refuse, offended!"

While speaking, Li Ling had already turned into a shadow and shot towards Xuanzhi's chest with sharp sword energy instantly.

Abbot Xuanzhi's gaze was fixed, and he had already gathered his energy secretly. Although Li Ling's speed was extremely fast, which shocked him greatly, it was not too late to resist.

Immediately, the left palm was lifted high and sideways, blocking Li Ling's fingering sword, and the right palm directly hit Li Ling's waist and abdomen. Both palms seemed to be erratic and soft, but they were actually filled with the true energy of Yi Jin Jing.

Seeing this palm strike, Li Ling turned his feet, leaving a phantom on the spot, but he had already turned sideways to avoid it. At the same time, he pointed with two fingers in his right hand, and an invisible sword energy went straight to Xuanzhi's side ribs.

"Thousands of hands like palms!"

Abbot Xuanzhi gave a soft shout, his body stood still, and he took advantage of the situation with his double palm moves. Immediately, two palms became four palms, four palms became eight palms, eight palms became sixteen palms...the continuous shadow of the palms covered Li Ling's upper hand.

"Shaolin 72's unique skills are really powerful!" Li Ling praised inwardly as he looked at the continuous palm shadows.

He turned around, dodging the shadows of Abbot Xuanzhi's palms, and the sharp sword energy from his fingertips continuously attacked Xuanzhi's surroundings.

From the perspective of outsiders, Li Ling's figure was changing and changing, while Abbot Xuanzhi was as steady as Mount Tai. The energy between the two of them was constantly bursting out, and the overflowing energy made the surrounding martial arts practitioners feel the strong wind was unstoppable, and they retreated one after another.

"Okay, take my palm again!"

Abbot Xuanzhi suddenly moved his body lightly, and his palms developed more and more. The sixteen palms first turned into 32 palms, and then turned into more palm shadows. One palm shadow dispersed and another palm shadow reappeared. downwind.

Li Ling's movement is extremely fast, and whenever he encounters an attack, he immediately turns around and easily avoids it. At the same time, he attacks with a sword in his hand.

Outsiders couldn't see the truth, they only thought that the two were evenly matched. Everyone in the world was shocked when they saw Li Ling's supernatural power.

The Shaolin side was also determined. From what they thought, Li Ling was still young after all, not as powerful as his own abbot. If this stalemate continued, Li Ling must have taken the lead in losing the battle.

But Abbot Xuanzhi knew in his heart that Li Ling's skill was not only not inferior to him, but even surpassed him, and the "thousand-handed Tathagata palm" he used with all his energy could not touch Li Ling at all.

However, Li Ling's finger sword threatened his vitals all the time, and he could only protect his whole body with the dense shadow of his palm.If it goes on for a long time, I am afraid that his true energy will be exhausted first.

At this time, although Abbot Xuanzhi's offensive and defensive tactics were not in disarray, he was clearly at a disadvantage when facing Li Ling.

The two of them fought each other for more than [-] moves, and Li Ling also saw clearly the tricks of Abbot Xuanzhi.I just feel that although his palm technique is exquisite and unparalleled, it still can't break away from the pattern of the palm of the Thousand Hands Tathagata.

If it wasn't for his Yi Jin Jing's inexhaustible source of zhenqi, and Li Ling's unwillingness to fight hard before the duel with Zhang Junbao, consuming his own zhenqi too much, I am afraid that Abbot Xuanzhi would have been defeated by him.

"Let's fight quickly!"

Li Ling didn't want to procrastinate any longer, and let out a long howl, which made everyone's eardrums tingle, and they had no choice but to fight back with all their strength.

But at this time, Li Ling's air sword fingers were fully deployed, even mixed with the mysterious changes of the dragon's twelve forms, and the finger swords issued became more sharp and unpredictable with Li Ling's claws, making it hard to guard against .

Abbot Xuanzhi's pressure immediately increased, he couldn't help pushing the Yi Jin Jing to the limit, and the shadow of his palm flew away.

"It's going to happen!"

Those present with keen minds and deep eyesight had already seen that Abbot Xuanzhi's situation was not good, so they had to defend with all their strength under Li Ling's offensive.

After more than twenty strokes, Abbot Xuanzhi's palm suddenly released, and the palm print brushed against Li Ling's face dangerously, and hit the ground so that the bluestone slab flew and shattered.

"scoff~"

Li Ling's finger sword hit Abbot Xuanzhi's right chest, bringing out a stream of blood.

If it hadn't been for Abbot Xuanzhi's long-accumulated multiple palm strength to be released in time at this moment, forcing Li Ling to immediately dodge sideways and make this finger weak, Li Ling might have seriously injured Abbot Xuanzhi.

(End of this chapter)