Online martial arts game: I suppress the world with my spear!

"These bald donkeys have such strong internal strength!"

Not far away, Lu Wenzhao was secretly shocked.

Shaolin Temple is the leader of the martial arts world. This time, the eight monks of Bodhidharma joined forces to defeat the demons. This young master Lin might not have a good time!

Immediately, he hurriedly whispered: "Junior sister, the situation is not good, how about we retreat first?"

Compared with Ding Baiying, Lu Wenzhao's personality is a little more cowardly.

He joined the Qinglong Society just to change his way of life, not to find excitement.

Otherwise, he could stay on the front line of the Ming army and fight against the Yuan, Jin and Liao at the same time.

Is there anything more exciting than this?

Ding Baiying heard this and shook his head decisively.

"Brother, if you want to leave, you go first, I want to stay here!"

"You! Hey!"

Seeing that his persuasion was fruitless, Lu Wenzhao shook his head and retreated quickly.

At this moment, Lin Luo looked around and listened to all directions, with a faint smile on his lips.

"The lion's roar of Buddhism? It's okay, but the power is a little weak."

He had already transformed all the Taixu Qi in his body into the purple qi piercing rainbow spear aura.

As long as the spear aura exists, it is in a state of control immunity, and there is a 50% damage reduction effect.

Although the strength of this white-browed monk is good, he is obviously a little arrogant.

The best way to use the sound wave technique is to perform it close to the body.

This is the only way to shock others at the fastest speed.

But now the two sides are dozens of meters apart, even if he roars until he is hoarse, Lin Luo will not feel it at all.

The white-browed old monk also found something wrong at this moment.

Lin Luo's body surface is obviously wrapped with some strange true qi.

These true qi are like a wall of air, blocking all the sound waves of the lion's roar.

"Hmm? Condensed Qi into Gang?"

"No... No, how can there be such a range of condensed Qi in the world? Could it be that this kid has practiced a technique similar to the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art?"

His eyes lit up slightly and he nodded.

"At such a young age, you have such a high level of skill. You are really gifted. It's a pity that you have gone astray and stepped into the evil path. Today, I will subdue the demons and exorcise the devils!"

After saying that, the white-browed old monk suddenly shook his body, and the whole person turned into a residual shadow and rushed up.

"Hah!!!"

With a loud shout, he decisively raised his palm, and the aura enveloped the entire venue.

At the same time, the other seven Dharma monks also burst out.

They fell in various directions around them, forming a huge circle.

And Lin Luo's position was the center!

"Vajra Subduing Demon Formation?"

Lin Luo narrowed his eyes.

If I guessed correctly, these eight old bald monks should all be high monks from the Damo Academy of Shaolin Temple.

Damo Academy is where Shaolin martial arts gather.

All Shaolin disciples must first worship in the Arhat Hall to learn martial arts, and only after they have mastered martial arts can they enter the Prajna Hall.

After practicing Buddhism for many years in the Prajna Hall and gaining some insights, they are qualified to enter the Damo Academy to learn the unique skills.

At this time, the white-browed old monk was slightly surprised.

"Good eyesight!"

"My name is Wuxiang, and I am the head of the Damo Academy. The eight of us will work together to perform the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation. Even if you die here today, you will be honored."

Wuxiang's tone was extremely cold, but anyone could hear the confidence in his words.

The Vajra Demon Subduing Formation is a simplified version of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, a martial art that was developed through 30 years of hard meditation to overcome difficulties, tribulations, and difficulties.

Although it was simple, it was still powerful, and the eight Wuxiangs were quite powerful. When they joined forces, even a master of the ninth rank would find it difficult to deal with it.

However, at this moment, Lin Luo's eyes suddenly burst into a fierce fighting spirit.

Since the server was launched, he had not encountered such a strong enemy.

Even Xue Xiaoren at the time did not have such pressure.

Immediately, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Yuanjun, protect Xiao Zhao, I want to learn the high skills of Shaolin Temple today!"

But at this moment, Ding Baiying's shout suddenly came from not far away.

"Sir! Please wait a moment!"

Lin Luo looked over and frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?"

But what he didn't expect was that Ding Baiying actually took the initiative to step forward.

"Sir, why do you need to take action yourself against this kind of stuff!"

The next second, she suddenly raised her hand.

In an instant, layers of torches lit up around the entire government office.

The blazing flames seemed to have lit up the entire night, making it seem as if it were daytime.

Under the light of the fire, there were countless Qinglong spies and countless Bozhou soldiers.

These people who were like zombies and cowering in the daytime, after having a full meal and receiving their salaries, seemed to have turned from Mianyang into vicious wolves.

They did not disrespect the monks, nor did they not fear the Shaolin Temple.

But everyone knew that the hot meal they had just eaten and the heavy silver in their arms were not given by those bald heads, but by theGiven by these Jianghu people in front of me.

If the monks could really save the world, why would Bozhou City have to suffer such a disaster?

Why would the entire Zhuzhou Prefecture be so devastated?

These civilians, deserters, and remnant soldiers who had just crawled out of the pile of dead bodies.

It was like a beast that had tasted flesh and blood.

It was also like a person who had just woken up and truly opened his eyes to look at the world.

For the first time, he knew so clearly what he needed and what his goal was.

At this time, Ding Baiying showed a confident smile at the corner of his mouth and spoke loudly.

"Bald donkeys of Shaolin Temple, listen to me."

"No matter how good your kung fu is, can you fight one against a thousand?"

"There are 10,000 troops stationed here, 3,000 with bows and crossbows, 5,000 armored spearmen, 2,000 shield-holding swords, and more than 100 horsemen who are good at riding and shooting. Do you have the confidence to withstand this mountain of swords and rain of arrows?"

Hearing this, the faces of the eight monks of Bodhidharma suddenly changed drastically.

When they came just now, they didn't take these vagrant soldiers seriously.

But now they realize it too late.

These are not remnants of the army, but hungry wolves.

The eyes reflected in the darkness are like sharpened weapons, giving people a feeling of choosing people to bite.

Wuxiang couldn't help but put away his hands and said in a deep voice.

"My fellow disciples, what do you think?"

The other seven monks were also undecided.

The abbot ordered them to capture Lin Li.

But if the eight of them died here, what would be the point?

At the same time, not far away, Lu Wenzhao squatted on the roof, sighing and looking sad.

He couldn't help but slap himself.

"Hey, why can't I bear to leave this little girl behind, causing trouble every day."

Just now, after he left, he gathered all the soldiers in the city as quickly as possible.

After all, there was a war back then, and it was a big battle with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

So Lu Wenzhao knew very well what to do in this situation.

However, at this moment, Lin Luo's clear voice came from the yard below.

"Okay, Ding Baiying, Lu Wenzhao, let the brothers put down their weapons."

"Our arrows are very precious. They are used to kill the Yuan people, Liao people, Jin people, Ming people, and Song people."

"Instead of killing eight old bald donkeys with one foot in the coffin."

Wuxiang and others were so angry that their faces turned black when they heard it.

But in the next second, Lin Luo slowly stepped forward.

He raised his hand and held the Greedy Wolf Spear horizontally in front of him.

Under the illumination of the fire, this killing weapon appeared with a faintly entangled black.

"The gun in Lin's hand has killed famous and upright people, killed ninth-grade masters, killed foreign bandits, and killed brothers from the same clan..."

"Today, let's measure how much weight you, the Shaolin Temple master, have!"

Not far away, Wuxiang and others, who had already exploded in anger, roared in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get ready!"

Immediately, he rushed forward first, and the Thousand-Leaf Hand of Great Compassion in his hand exploded instantly.

As Wuxiang pushed forward with his palms, the surrounding air exploded immediately.

Boom!

The bluestone floor was like being swept up by a tornado, rising from the ground piece by piece and smashing towards Lin Luo.

The other seven people also attacked with various Shaolin secret skills.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the whole yard was like a raging storm, uprooting mountains and trees, extremely terrifying.

He Yuanjun, Xiao Zhao, Ding Baiying, Lu Wenzhao and others retreated one after another, and could not advance at all.

"Young Master!!!"

He Yuanjun shouted worriedly.

However, at this moment, Lin Luo, who was trapped in the tsunami-like internal pressure, suddenly raised his feet gently.

As his feet stomped, the innate pure yang power in his body burst out crazily, and purple airflows appeared in the acupoints of his body, reflecting it like a heavenly posture.

Wu Xiang and the others' faces changed, and they couldn't help but feel something was wrong.

"This boy's inner strength is strange, everyone be careful!"

"Don't worry, senior brother, once the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation is out, he can only be killed!"

"Let's go together!"

Several Dharma monks have great confidence in the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.

After all, this is the great supernatural power that three monks of the Du generation have cultivated after thirty years of hard meditation!

How can a child who is only twenty years old compare with it?

In their opinion, Lin Luo was already gifted to be able to stand without kneeling!

However, at this moment, a contemptuous voice suddenly sounded.

"Vajra Demon Subduing Formation... is this?"

"What a waste."

Lin Luo shook his head slightly, then took a deep breath, and swept out the Tanlang Spear in his hand!

As soon as he made a move, it was the extremely explosive Yu Ji Spear Technique!

In an instant, countless straight spears whizzed out, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, destroying withering trees and rotten wood, and blasted the eight monks away.

Puff puff puff!!!

Several people rolled in the air, and blood spurted out of their mouths like money.

Soon, the clothes were covered with freshThe blood was dyed bright red, completely soaked, and his face turned golden, and he was barely breathing.

"Hiss!!!"

At this moment, Ding Baiying, Lu Wenzhao, and the Qinglong spies who were closer to him, took a deep breath.

It was the first time for them to see Lin Luo take action, and they were shocked beyond words.

On the other side, Chen Jinnan shook his head slowly.

From beginning to end, he had never worried.

Because he knew how unfathomable the strength of this young man was.

The spear dance under the snowy night was simply the fortune of heaven and earth.

If there is really a spear god in this world, it must be the young man in front of him.

For a moment, countless people looked at the figure of Lin Luo in white clothes and spear in shock.

There was admiration in their eyes, and they were extremely excited.

And the soldiers outside were also very excited.

Too strong!

With such a strong man in Bozhou City, he and others will definitely survive! ! !

But not everyone is happy at the moment.

In addition to the eight monks, there is another person who is trembling slightly at the scene.

That person is the Golden Flower Granny, Dai Qisi.

Under the human skin mask, she widened her beautiful eyes, filled with fear.

You know, the eight old monks are the top masters of Shaolin Temple!

Each of them is as powerful as her.

The eight people joined forces, but were blown away by a gun!

What kind of monster is this Lin!

Could it be that he is in the Xiantian realm! ?

Dai Qisi's heart trembled, and this unbelievable guess emerged.

Xiantian...

Xiantian under the age of twenty...

No, it's impossible.

This is absolutely impossible! ! !

At this moment, the sky just began to light up.

The originally dim night, as if someone erased it with an eraser, gradually became brighter.

At the junction of heaven and earth in the far distance, a streak of white appeared.

At this time, the sky should be bright, filling the world with pure whiteness.

The morning light shone down along the vague outline of Bozhou City, and Lin Luo's originally unclear profile suddenly became clear.

He lowered his eyes slightly and spoke lightly.

"Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple with countless magical skills. It is better to use them all so that Lin can enjoy it."

Not far away, Wuxiang slowly got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Li, don't be too happy."

Immediately, he took a deep breath, regardless of his injuries, and immediately burst out his internal energy.

The blood-stained cassock swelled up in an instant.

The next second, Wuxiang roared in a deep voice.

"The cassock subdues the devil! The angry eyes of the Vajra!"

He waved his hands, and the energy in his body turned into a heat wave, rushing wildly.

Seeing this, Lin Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

His memory was instantly pulled back to more than ten days ago.

At that time, in Juxian Manor, Shaolin Temple's Xuanci and Xuanji performed this technique at the same time to fight against Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

It must be said that this technique is indeed not weak.

Lin Luo showed a look of interest, and then also raised his internal force, quietly changing the Yuji spear technique into the Breaking Heaven and Thunder Spear Technique.

If I guessed correctly, the Kasaya Subduing Demon Technique also has the effect of immunity to the overlord, and there should be various special blessings.

Otherwise, Wuxiang, who had just been attacked by Yuji's spear force, should not have recovered so quickly.

Since I can't control it, then break everything at the speed of thunder!

At this moment, Wuxiang's internal force is running to the strongest peak.

Boom!

He clapped his palms fiercely, and the palms flashed with the glory of Buddhism, golden and shining, making people want to kneel down.

The strong airflow continued to dissipate, blowing everyone so hard that they could hardly open their eyes.

Not far away, He Yuanjun, Xiao Zhao, Ding Baiying and others could not help but worry again.

Even Dai Qi Si could not help but murmur.

"The cassock demon-subduing skill is one of the strongest secret skills of Shaolin. In the past, Master Xuan Ci, the abbot of Shaolin, relied on this skill to fight against the Tubo national master Jiumozhi..."

Not far away, Xiao Zhao heard her mother's voice, turned her head quickly, and begged.

"Mother-in-law... Xiao Zhao begs you, help the young master!"

"As long as you help the young master, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao is willing to go back with you!"

Dai Qi Si's expression was slightly dazed when she heard this.

She seemed to see herself in her daughter.

That year, she was so persistent, so wishful, and did not care about gains and losses.

For Han Qianye, she was willing to temporarily give up the heavy responsibility given by the Persian headquarters and abandon the noble identity of the saint.

She could even abandon Yang Dingtian's kindness and Xie Xun's kinship.

In this world... only love and hatred are the two most poisonous things that cannot be cured by medicine or stone.