The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 515 Eighteen Bronze Men——
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Fifteen figures suddenly appeared, causing the warriors below to cry out in surprise.

"My God! Eighteen Venerable Realm powerhouses! Is this the essence of Shaolin?!"

"This...isn't this too strong?! If these 18 people go out, who can stop them?!"

"This... is Shaolin?"

Amidst the countless exclamations, the youths of the Tang Sect also became a bit more dignified.

These 18 people gave him a very bad feeling, as if the figures of these 18 people appeared within the range of his consciousness at the same time, he had a feeling that his life would be threatened.

"These 18 people are probably the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin." The young man looked at the sky and frowned slightly.

With his strength, it is impossible for warriors of the Five Elements Realm to be his opponents, but now he has a dangerous feeling when he sees the people of the Eighteenth Realm of the Venerable Realm.

"Old ancestor, can he defeat these 18 people?" Tang Xuan's face also changed slightly, and it was the first time he saw such an expression on the face of the old ancestor.

"I don't know, his cultivation is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but I can't see through him." The young man shook his head slightly, "I can also feel a little bit of danger from him."

"Then...who has a better chance of winning the battle between the two sides?" Tang Xuan asked nervously.

You know, in order to win over Ye Tian, ​​he gambled his wealth and life. If it wasn't for Ye Tian, ​​he would never have given that tape to Tang Yanran. There are too many things involved. .

If Ye Tian loses, then the destruction of his Tang Sect is not far away.

This is a gamble, a gamble!
The bet is his Tang Sect's wealth and life!

If he wins, the Tang Sect will flourish, and he will become the best in China in one leap.

Defeated, the Tang Sect was wiped out in ashes, and even this patriarch couldn't be saved.

"It's hard to say, I can't see it for the time being." The young man shook his head slightly.

He couldn't see the depth of the Eighteenth Bronze Man, let alone the depth of Ye Tian. It was the first time that a person who was only in the early stage of Yuanying gave him such a huge sense of danger.

In the sky, the silhouettes of 15 people falling rapidly landed behind the first three people, a total of 18 people, the head of the person seemed to be a young monk who looked only in his early thirties, but his eyes did not have the slightest trace. The fluctuations seemed to take everything in this world lightly.

This monk, compared to the previous monk who presided over this competition, feels stronger, and more than a little bit stronger.

"Devil Lord, you killed my Buddhist disciples and slaughtered countless creatures in the world. Are you guilty?" Shaolin Abbot asked. He was the young monk with the strongest aura.

"If it's a crime for me to kill someone, wouldn't it be a crime for you to cross me?" Ye Tian was noncommittal. While speaking, the storage ring flashed, and Wufeng had already appeared in his hand.

The huge weight of five thousand catties made the flying sword under Ye Tian's feet sink slightly, and then it maintained its original appearance under Ye Tian's control.

These [-] warriors of the Venerable Realm appeared at the same time, not only the young man from the Tang Sect felt the crisis, even Ye Tian felt some danger.

He didn't know the attack methods of these 18 people at all, but he had a vague feeling that if he could fight with these 18 people, he would be able to pass this battle without using the first kendo. His second kendo breakthrough.

This is his experience.

The appearance of Wufeng caused the expressions of the eighteen monks to change slightly. The head abbot folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, since your benefactor is stubborn, then this old monk can only eliminate demons for this world."

"Arrangement!"

This dull sound was like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's hearts heavily. Even Jian Chen, the young man from the Tang Sect who was already hidden among many warriors, paused slightly at this moment, his face slightly pale. Zhang Hong is very uncomfortable.

Warriors, in their eyes, were vulnerable existences. If they had enough magic weapons and flying swords, they could kill them at will.

But now, these eighteen warriors of the Venerable Realm from Shaolin appeared at the same time, but it overturned their understanding of warriors in their hearts.

The combination of these 18 people is really strong!
This is what the two of them thought.

The faces of Wuming and Xiao Zhanyun and Nie Wushuang also changed slightly at the moment. Ye Tian helped them improve their strength, although it was to give them the ability to fight against them, but this was also Ye Tian's kindness to them.

But now, they are very contradictory. The sense of oppression given by those 18 people is too strong. Even if they are stronger than them, they have no confidence to survive under the hands of those 18 people.

As for the three Venerable Realm warriors behind the three of them whose strength was even worse than theirs, needless to say, their bodies were already trembling instinctively.

"You are not their opponents, back away." Ye Tian said indifferently.

Naturally, he could see the strength of these 18 people.

Seeing that 18 people had appeared around him and surrounded him with the dull sound, he knew that today would be the worst battle he faced.

Compared with ordinary warriors, these 18 people gave Ye Tian a completely different feeling, even those who were killed by him at the Five Elements Realm, never made Ye Tian feel this way.

Wuming and the others didn't speak, they all pulled back and quickly retreated behind Huang Zhenyu, watching the battle above nervously.

"Can sir defeat these 18 people?" Huang Zhenyu's strength is not as strong as Wuming and others, but he can see that Wuming and others have extremely dignified expressions.

"I don't know. Master has never used his full strength against us. We don't even know the strength of Master. How can we know whether he can defeat these 18 people?" Wuming smiled wryly.

"However, I can be sure that with my strength, I don't have the slightest chance of winning against these 18 people. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch even one of their moves."

"What?! You can't handle even one move?! Then why don't you help?!" Huang Zhenyu's face suddenly changed.

"Help? If we go up, we will only hinder Master." Wuming smiled wryly.

At this level, the battle is no longer determined by the number of people.

These 18 bronze men represent the strongest existence in the Chinese warrior world today, and these [-] people are also in formation...

The Eighteen Bronze Man Formation is the foundation of Shaolin and the most mysterious formation.

Just as everyone was talking, the eighteen monks above had already put up their positions one after another. Their complexion also changed as their inner strength turned, like eighteen arhats, standing in the void, with incomparable majesty.

"Monarch, this formation has not been used for a hundred years. If you hadn't killed innocent people, we wouldn't have used such a cruel formation against you!"
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