The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

"What a fast movement."

A senior monk said.

Another person also said: "It seems that Linghu Chong is not an ordinary master."

After exchanging a few words, they stopped talking.

At this time, Linghu Chong was about to kill the monks.

These monks did not move, and their expressions did not change, but when Linghu Chong was about to kill them, they moved, and dispersed to both sides. When Linghu Chong entered, they gathered together to form a circle and surrounded Linghu Chong.

"drink!"

Three monks holding demon-subduing sticks stepped forward and immediately engaged in battle with Linghu Chong.

Jiang Ning observed from outside for a while and found that this Arhat formation was indeed changeable. When combined, it could gather the strength of several or even dozens of people to launch a joint attack. When divided, each person performed his own duties and cooperated extremely tacitly. One wave of attacks followed another, continuously.

when!when!when!

The sounds of swords and sticks clashing were heard frequently. Linghu Chong's figure quickly shuttled through the formation, trying to break out, but the monks surrounding him pushed him back into the formation every time.

At the beginning, Linghu Chong was still using the Huashan swordsmanship to fight against the Hengshan swordsmanship, but now he was forced to use the Dugu Nine Swords.

Originally, Linghu Chong thought that he was just sparring and had no intention of using such a brutal sword technique as Dugu Nine Swords. But now he has been forced to use it, otherwise he will be defeated.

Dugu Nine Swords is indeed a peerless sword technique, and the effect is very significant when Linghu Chong uses it.

when!

At this time, three monks came with demon-subduing sticks.

Linghu Chong immediately used a move from the Dugu Nine Swords, and with a bang, he knocked back the attack of one of the monks and rushed forward, pointing his sword at the monk's right eye. His speed was unbelievable and he was going to take his life in the blink of an eye.

The monk also showed a look of fear.

But when the tip of the sword was about to penetrate his right eye and enter his brain, it stopped less than an inch in front of his eyes.

It was Linghu Chong who stopped in time.

But as soon as Linghu Chong stopped, his movements slowed down a little, and the other two monks seized the opportunity to repel Linghu Chong. The attacks of the remaining monks followed, and Linghu Chong was caught in a tough battle again.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?"

One of the senior monks who was watching Linghu Chong break through the formation from a distance frowned.

He was referring to the Dugu Nine Swords used by Linghu Chong.

Another senior monk also shook his head and said, "I have never seen it."

"What an exquisite swordsmanship."

Another monk spoke.

"If Linghu Chong hadn't shown mercy just now, someone would be dead now."

His words were agreed by the other monks.

But it was precisely because Linghu Chong showed mercy that he is now in a very passive position.

Chapter 507: Entering the Formation (Louis Likes Oranges 6/16)

The Dugu Nine Swords is a peerless sword technique, but this time it was just a competition. Linghu Chong did not want to kill anyone, so the sword had no momentum when wielded. The power of the Dugu Nine Swords could not be fully exerted. Linghu Chong fought very passively, and the continuous attacks from the Arhat Formation made it impossible for him to stop to rest and breathe.

After just a moment, Linghu Chong began to pant.

Jiang Ning, who was outside, discovered that Linghu Chong was about to give up, so he no longer hesitated, drew his sword, and flew into the formation, landing in the center of the formation from the air.

At this time, Linghu Chong had just repelled the attacks of several monks, and another monk attacked from behind.

Linghu Chong was panting heavily and had no time to turn around to attack or defend. He was about to be hit in the next second.

At this critical moment, Jiang Ning fell from mid-air, raised his sword and swept it, and those monks were blown away.

However, Jiang Ning did not stop moving. He glanced around and saw that he and Linghu Chong were surrounded by densely packed monks.

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand, grabbed Linghu Chong's shoulder and lifted him up, then jumped to another open space where there were fewer monks.

"Junior brother, thank you very much."

At this time, Linghu Chong also recovered his breath and thanked Jiang Ning.

If Jiang Ning hadn't taken action, he would have been defeated.

Jiang Ning shook his head and said nothing. Now was not the time to chat.

At this time, the monks saw Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong jump towards them and hurriedly returned to defend.

Jiang Ning glanced at the monks around him, tightened his grip on the Zhenwu Sword, and rushed forward.

The monks who were facing Jiang Ning head-on did not dare to be careless when they saw Jiang Ning coming to kill them. Before today, they already knew that the man in front of them was the notorious Ning Yanwang in the martial arts world. They immediately raised their sticks and urged their internal force to attack Jiang Ning's seven acupuncture points.

Jiang Ning dodged the attack by turning sideways, turned around and raised his leg to sweep, drawing an arc in the air, and kicked the monks in the face. Screams were heard one after another, and the seven monks were swept away and fell directly to the ground outside, vomiting blood. They were injured and unable to continue fighting.

Jiang Ning's move was different from the moment he made it. Unlike Linghu Chong who had been in the formation for a long time without any results, Jiang Ning "disabled" seven monks as soon as he entered the formation.

The other monks' expressions suddenly darkened when they saw this, and they concentrated most of the power of the Arhat Formation to deal with Jiang Ning.

when!when!when!

The sounds of sticks hitting each other rang out as many monks attacked Jiang Ning from different angles. Their attacks were coordinated well, and although many people were attacking one person, it did not seem crowded.

Normally, when using human wave tactics to deal with a single person or several people, one problem is inevitable. That is, no matter how many people there are, when facing a single person, only a few people can fight against the single person at the same time, and the rest can only watch from the outside. It is impossible to truly play the advantage of numbers. It is called a group fight, but in fact it is just to consume the opponent's lives and wear the opponent to death.

But this Arhat Formation is not like that.

These monks grew up practicing martial arts in Southern Shaolin, and they cooperated very well. When one person retreated, another attacked, and when several people retreated, several others attacked again. They never revealed any flaws or gaps, making it impossible for those being attacked to catch their breath and stop, thus bringing the advantage of numbers to the extreme.

A group of monks attacked from different angles. Eight monks attacked from eight different directions, with the demon-subduing sticks aimed at the back of Jiang Ning's chest. Another eight monks attacked his lower body. The attacks were very dense.

Jiang Ning's figure was extremely fast, and the Zhenwu sword in his hand was dancing so fast that it was impenetrable. A sword screen formed around him. The weapons of both sides hit each other, and suddenly there was a dense sound of metal collision.

Jiang Ning suffered most of the attacks from the Arhat Formation, and the situation on Linghu Chong's side was not optimistic either.

Although Jiang Ning had shared most of the pressure and did not let Linghu Chong face the Arhat formation alone, Linghu Chong was already showing signs of being unable to hold on due to his limited means and the fact that his inner strength was beginning to weaken.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning used his sword to repel the attacking monks, then leaped to the side of Linghu Chong, and the two of them joined forces to fight against the Arhat formation.

when!

Jiang Ning used one sword to repel the Demon Subduing Stick that was attacking Linghu Chong from the side, and then dealt with the monk behind Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving support from Jiang Ning.

The monks besieging them continued to attack, but the monks on the periphery took different actions.

"drink!"

The monks on the periphery shouted loudly. Some of them lined up in a row, bent their knees and took a horse stance. Several monks stomped their feet and jumped onto the shoulders of these monks. Then other monks jumped onto the shoulders of these monks, and other monks did the same. Soon, they formed a human wall.

The monks piled together like a high wall, but then began to twist like pythons.

The monks who were besieging Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong also made way, and the next second, the human wall was like a whip lashing down.

Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong dispersed to both sides upon seeing this.

Bang!

These monks lashed down like whips, and smashed the demon-subduing sticks in their hands hard on the ground, causing dust to fly up, as if even the ground was shaking.

"drink!"

The monks roared in anger, veins popping out on their foreheads, arms and necks. They combined together and lashed left and right like whips, attacking Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong.

Faced with this offensive, Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong gathered again.

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

Linghu Chong was now panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

The attacks of these monks are not that simple, they cooperate with each other very well, and now they are stacked together as if they are the same person, but when they attack, all the monks attack together, accompanied by the surge of internal force, which is difficult to resist at all.

Linghu Chong has considerable internal strength, but now he feels that he can no longer sustain it.

Jiang Ning is naturally fine.

At this time, the monks on the opposite side stacked up and launched an attack again, just like the first time, from top to bottom like a whip.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ning did not dodge like he did before, but rushed over quickly and said at the same time.

"Big Brother, you attack from above, and I'll attack from below."

Linghu Chong didn't understand Jiang Ning's meaning, but he acted quickly and jumped up to fight with the monk with the Whip Head.

The sword and stick struck, and the monk with the whip raised his palm to strike back.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong put his palms together and activated his internal energy at the same time.

The two sides faced each other, and their internal energy surged.

Linghu Chong groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and then he flew backwards, turning into a shadow in mid-air and falling to the ground.

Bang!

Linghu Chong fell to the ground and rolled five or six times before he came to a stop.

At this moment, Linghu Chong's face flushed red, and the blood rushed up in his chest. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

However, the monk who was fighting with him was not hurt at all.

"how is this possible?"

Linghu Chong was defeated, but at this moment he was looking at this scene with disbelief on his face.

How is it possible that he has failed in the fight of internal strength?

Linghu Chong was extremely shocked and puzzled, but what he didn't understand was that he was not competing with one monk in terms of internal strength, but with all the monks in terms of internal strength.

These monks have been practicing martial arts together since childhood, eating the same food, and practicing the same skills. They have only done one thing since childhood, and that is practicing martial arts, practicing martial arts, and practicing martial arts day after day for decades. Their internal skills are of the same origin, and their aura is as one.

Just now, when Linghu Chong was fighting with the leading monk in a palm-to-palm competition, the other monks behind him were transmitting their internal energy to him. All the monks joined forces to hit him with a palm strike. Naturally, Linghu Chong was the only one who could not resist and was defeated instantly.

Chapter 508: Breaking the Formation (Louis Likes Oranges 7/16)

However, although Linghu Chong was defeated, he also served to attract firepower.