Two figures could be vaguely seen amidst the fluttering leaves.
A skinny old monk stepped back on his toes, and the flaming broom in his hand was gradually destroyed by the constant wear and tear. Another figure with a golden body was like a furious Vajra, constantly waving his fists in the air.
"Pfft!"
Under Zhang Wei's relentless attacks, the sweeping monk finally could not take it anymore. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the invisible wall of Qi in the air dissipated.
" Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique!!"
At this moment, an old voice was heard. Then, a red kasaya inlaid with golden threads suddenly flew in front of Zhang Wei.
This kasaya was like a huge net that covered the sky and earth, spinning and enveloping Zhang Wei.
"Hehe, it seems like you're living a good life. As a monk who is devoted to cultivation, you're actually wearing gold and silver.!”Zhang Wei's momentum did not decrease as he swung his fists. His golden fists directly tore apart the golden red kasaya that contained boundless internal strength.
"Rip!"
As the cloth fluttered in the air, an old monk rushed into the arena and took a look at the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Xuan Ci.
"Great Strength Vajra Palm!"
The old monk shouted and a powerful palm strike came from afar. Zhang Wei didn't dodge and charged straight at it.
Boom!
The palm energy of the Vajra Palm struck Zhang Wei's chest. It was like striking a bronze bell, producing a dull metallic sound.
"Haha, old bald donkey, take my palm too!”Zhang Wei also struck out with his palm, using the same Shaolin Great Strength Vajra Palm.
However, Zhang Wei's Great Strength Vajra Palm made the vigorous palm force hidden and not released. All of it was gathered on his golden palm.
If there were no accidents, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Xuan Ci, would definitely die!
"Stop!"
An explosive Vajra Lion's Roar was heard. The formless sound wave caused ripples to appear on Zhang Wei's face.
After a brief moment of dizziness, the Divine Sweeping Monk had arrived and blocked Zhang Wei's attack with the strange Qi wall of his Vimalā Zen Technique.
However, the sweeping monk was not having a good time either. With the help of the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art, the power of the Great Strength Vajra Palm was not just doubled. Zhang Wei's palm strike directly broke through the sweeping monk's three-foot-long Qi wall, causing him to vomit blood and fly backward under the powerful force.
" Da da da da!!!"
There was a flurry of hurried yet chaotic footsteps. In a short while, countless monks had rushed into the Sutra Library. There were old monks with ruddy faces but white beards, as well as many strong martial monks holding wooden sticks.
"Hehe, huh? You came at the right time." Zhang Wei retracted his fist and stood up. He looked at the many martial monks surrounding him, who were on guard.
"Amitabha. Patron, you trespassed into the Shaolin Sutra Library.”The old monk Xuan Ci stood up and chanted a Buddhist proclamation before he berated Zhang Wei.
Now that most of Shaolin's combat strength had arrived, in their eyes, even if this person in front of them had heaven-defying strength, he would not be able to escape from the array in front of them.
This was because in their memories, since the founding of Shaolin Temple, no one had been able to break their 108 Arhat Array and the 18 Bronze Men Array.
In terms of group fighting, they were professionals.
Moreover, in addition to these formations, there were also the heads of departments, abbot, and the unfathomable divine sweeping monk in front of him.
After such an analysis? Zhang Wei had no room to resist at all.
"Hahaha, surrender? I advise you to obediently close the temple for a hundred years!”Zhang Wei laughed out loud without any fear.
If numbers were useful, what was the point of martial arts?
If Zhang Wei had used the Power Absorption Technique directly, the monks who had appeared here would have been lying on the ground long ago.
"Bastard, you still don't know how to repent and form the 108 Arhat Formation!”Master Xuan Ji, the head of the Commandment Yard, shouted.
As he had sensed Zhang Wei's powerful internal energy in advance, Xuan Ji did not dare to go up and fight him alone. He could only place his hopes on the Arhat Formation of Shaolin Temple, hoping that the invincible Arhat Formation in his heart could subdue this demon.
What he didn't know was that Gu Santong, who Zhang Wei had possessed, had already broken the Shaolin Temple's 108 Arhat Formation once when he was young.
It was also because Gu Santong broke into Shaolin Temple and forcefully broke the 108 Arhat Formation that he became the enemy of the eight sects in the game.
"Bang, bang, bang…"
Messy footsteps stomped on the ground. A total of 108 robust monks walked out from the crowd. They held wooden sticks in their hands and were expressionless. Their skin was full of bronze color, and their temples were bulging. They were obviously people who had sufficient Qi and blood.
At this moment, they were divided into 12 throwing formations, each of which was arranged in a row. They were orderly and very calm. At a glance, one could feel that there was an extremely powerful force hidden in this formation. Anyone who violated it would die!
Any expert in the world, as long as they stood in front of this array, would lose mentally for a while…
He begged for everything.
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