Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

In fact, what Lin Fei used was not the "Dragon Claw Hand" at all.

It was the Dragon Catch Hand from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Originally, this move would cause skin and flesh to be torn at best, and bones to be shattered at worst.

He reduced the force used, so that this Dragon Catch Hand would only tear clothes.

The White Eyebrow Monk lost face in front of the heroes of the world, and his face turned red with anger.

"Shameless boy, what kind of low-level Kung Fu is this?"

Lin Fei smiled lightly and said, "Didn't I tell you just now, the Dragon Claw Hand."

"Bullshit! I have been in the martial arts world for decades, and I have never heard of the Dragon Claw Hand. You are clearly humiliating my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!"

Lin Fei's face turned cold.

"Humiliate Shaolin? Shaolin Temple is a hypocritical place that harbors filth and corruption. Do I need to humiliate it?"

"You!" The white-browed monk was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You little brat, you dare to humiliate Shaolin Temple, you will die!"

"Amitabha, good, good!"

In the Shaolin Temple formation, an old and loud voice sounded.

A man wearing the monk's robe of the abbot appeared, his eyes piercing at Lin Fei.

"Mr. Lin has humiliated my Shaolin Temple time and again. Do you really think that my Shaolin can be bullied?!"

Lin Fei saw the person coming and said calmly: "I wondered who it was. It turned out to be the substitute abbot Master Kongwen. It seems that the last incident of Xuanci has not made you Shaolin Temple remember it.

Well, I don't mind teaching you again what is reverence!"

"How dare you!" Kongwen shouted angrily, "You dare to mention Xuanci. If you hadn't framed Master Xuanci with your eloquence and made him lose face, how could he have died? Today, Shaolin Temple will settle this account with you!"

"Eighteen Bronze Men Formation!"

Soon, eighteen monks came out of the Shaolin Temple square formation, each holding a stick, forming a circle and trapping Lin Fei in the center.

"The thousand-year rule of Shaolin Temple is that anyone who insults Shaolin will be defeated by the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation! Mr. Lin, it is your blessing to be defeated by the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation!"

Lin Fei secretly observed that these monks had a very strong aura, and the weakest among them was at the level of a first-class master in the middle stage.

The best was even at the early stage of the Xiantian Realm.

The thousand-year heritage of Shaolin Temple and the seventy-two unique skills are indeed not exaggerated.

"Shaolin Temple is bullying the minority with its numbers, eighteen against one, how shameless!" Someone from Huashan Sect shouted.

"Yes, if you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one. No one from your Shaolin Temple can be a match for Uncle Lin!"

"What kind of leader in the martial arts world? I think Shaolin Temple will just be called the scoundrels of the martial arts world in the future."

"I understand. They must be afraid that Uncle Lin will expose more of the Shaolin Temple's scandals, so they are eager to kill people to silence them!"

"That depends on whether they have the ability to do so!"

Faced with the shouting of the Huashan Sect, Kong Wen was indifferent.

Like an old monk in meditation.

It was as if the reputation of Shaolin Temple was not important to him at all.

At least compared to suppressing Lin Fei.

At this time, Ning Zhongze said: "Shaolin has the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation, so does Huashan Sect have no formation? Huashan Sect disciples, listen to my order, those who dare to compete with Shaolin Temple, follow me to form the Tiangang Beidou Formation!"

"Master, I am willing!"

"I am willing too!"

"Hehe, what I usually hate most is this bunch of bald donkeys, today is a good opportunity to teach them a lesson."

There are more than 20 people who signed up enthusiastically, Ning Zhongze selected five of them, plus her and Lin Fei, there are exactly seven people.

This Tiangang Beidou Formation was specially sent by Qiu Chuji when Lin Fei and Yue Lingshan got married.

Huashan Sect has a weak foundation and no formation, and this Tiangang Beidou Formation really solves this problem.

Huashan disciples can also practice this Tiangang Beidou Formation while practicing swordsmanship.

Practicing with other fellow disciples in the formation, supporting each other, and learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses can often achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

The Tiangang Beidou Formation is one of the best sword formations in the martial arts world, just like Wudang's Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation.

If the disciples in the formation are proficient in swordsmanship, it is not inferior to Shaolin's Eighteen Bronze Men Formation.

"Tiangang Beidou Formation? Isn't that the Quanzhen Sect's formation? When did it come to Huashan Sect?" A Wudang Sect disciple asked.

"Quanzhen Sect and Huashan Sect are of the same lineage, so it is normal for Huashan Sect to have Quanzhen Sect's formation."

"Hehe, you don't know, but I know! At the beginning, I went to Huashan Sect with Master Mo Shenggu to congratulate Lin Fei on his wedding, and I saw with my own eyes that Qiu Chuji gave Lin Fei the Tiangang Beidou Formation as a wedding gift!"

"Fuck, is it so face-saving?"

"You don't know, Lin Fei that kid made Quanzhen Sect suffer so badly, and Quanzhen Sect had no choice but to offer the sect-suppressing formation to compromise."

"What, is Lin Fei so powerful?"

The Emei Sect was standing next to the Wudang Sect.

When Zhou Zhiruo heard the Wudang Sect people talking about Lin Fei, her two beautiful eyes were full of light, as if containing endless affection.

Not far away, Song Qingshu also saw Zhou Zhiruo's expression.

With his intelligence, he naturally knew why Zhou Zhiruo showed such an affectionate look.

His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

Zhou Zhiruo's smile, tenderness, and tenderness should have belonged to him!

He roared in his heart.

Lin Fei!!!

The front of the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation and the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation is more The battle has begun.

The people of the six major sects and the Mingjiao seemed to have forgotten what they were doing here.

They turned their attention to watching the fight between Shaolin Temple and Huashan Sect.

Lin Fei stood at the Tianshu position, and Ning Zhongze stood at the Yaoguang position.

One in front and one behind to ensure that everything was safe.

The other five disciples stood in the middle.

The eighteen monks compressed the encirclement and swept in with sticks.

Da! Da! Da!

The sticks kept hitting the ground, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The leading monk suddenly jumped up and smashed a stick at Lin Fei's head.

As his skin color turned golden, a heavy and fierce momentum The drums were rolling.

The other seventeen monks also attacked one after another. They seemed to be swinging their sticks in a disorderly manner, but in fact, they were hiding the secrets of the Vajra Subduing Demons.

Lin Fei did not retreat but advanced, raised his left arm and used his body to bravely withstand the swing of the stick, and stabbed with the Flying Star Sword in his right hand, directly hitting the weak point of the monk's shoulder blade.

The monk knew that it was powerful, so he drew back his stick and blocked it, and the tip of the sword just touched the stick.

The huge force made him retreat several feet, and his hands were still numb.

He looked at Lin Fei in disbelief. How could a swordsman with a sword have such great power?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Just a little contact between the tip of the sword and the stick, he suspected that he was hit head-on by a giant elephant.

How could he guess.

The seventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna.

With the power of seven dragons and seven elephants!

At this time, Lin Fei turned around and wanted to help the other five nephews to repel the enemy.

Unexpectedly, these five people fought back and forth with nearly ten monks. Although there were dangers everywhere, they were not defeated.

The eyes of the five people were also extremely determined. Even though their bodies were bruised by the sticks, no one took a step back.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fei felt relieved.

Huashan Sect has a successor!