Chapter 321: Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men!

"It's not good, the circle is broken!"

Feeling the ground trembling under his feet, the old monk's face suddenly changed, and he instantly knew that the Great Array of Mountain Protection had been broken.

It's just that this really makes the old monk feel incredible, this mountain protection circle is not an ordinary magic circle, but it was laid by the Bodhidharma patriarch himself, even if it has not been activated, but it is not something that ordinary people can break casually.

What kind of person is the patriarch of Bodhidharma, he is the patriarch of Shaolin, who has been facing the wall in Shaolin for many years, and he is similar to the white slashing city, closing the death pass and breaking the holy realm.

However, unlike the white slash city that is still in retreat, the Bodhidharma Patriarch finally got out, although no one knows whether the Bodhidharma Patriarch has broken through the holy realm, but after the pass, the Bodhidharma Patriarch personally laid down this magic circle, and Shaolin has also preserved the inheritance of thousands of years, even if the foreign enemy invades, as long as the mountain protection circle is opened, no one can invade Shaolin.

It's just that I never thought that this mountain protection array, which was laid down by Patriarch Bodhidharma and guarded Shaolin for thousands of years, was easily broken today.

After all, even if Patriarch Bodhidharma really broke through the Holy Realm, the mountain protection array he laid out, in front of a top formation master like Tang Yi, was still just a small path that was not worth mentioning, and it could be broken with a wave of his hand.

"What?" Hearing the old monk say that Shaolin's mountain protection array was broken, Zhao Yuanren was shocked, he didn't expect Tang Yi to be so powerful, he chased after him so quickly, and as soon as he arrived, he broke Shaolin's mountain protection array.

is so bewitching, Zhao Yuanren can't wait to turn around and run away immediately.

At this moment, outside the mountain gate, a deafening sound like a thunderclap suddenly sounded.

"Old dog Zhao, get out!"

Tang Yi's voice was like a bell, and as soon as Fang rang, the entire Shaomu Mountain trembled.

Zhao Yuanren looked frightened in an instant, even the old monk who had been beside him all the time, his face changed slightly.

"This person is really powerful, no wonder Zhao Shizhu was canonized in half a step, and he was still hunted down to such an embarrassment!"

The monks don't speak, so even in front of Zhao Yuanren, the old monk still has something to say.

"But it doesn't matter, back then, the Bodhidharma Patriarch, in addition to leaving this mountain protection array, also left another set of formations, the old man didn't believe it, this person can be broken again!"

Hearing the old monk say that Patriarch Bodhidharma still had a more powerful set of formations, Zhao Yuanren suddenly ignited hope.

"What kind of formation, fast, fast, this person's name is Tang Yi, and he is a very powerful character who has risen recently, and there is no one in his eyes, not only openly provoking our Bai family, but also not taking our Bai family in his eyes. ”

"I'm afraid it's Shaolin, and he won't give face at all!"

Before the words fell, as if to confirm Zhao Yuanren's words, a burst of conflict immediately broke out at the foot of the mountain, and it didn't take long for it to get closer and closer.

Obviously, those guarding monks at the foot of the mountain, where can they stop Tang Yi, it is estimated that it will not be long before Tang Yi will kill here.

"Master Abbot!" Zhao Yuanren suddenly looked at the old monk beside him.

"Hmph!

The old monk snorted lightly and took off a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

This string of Buddha beads is made of transparent material like amber agate, which looks transparent and bright, and can be seen directly, and there is a small person sitting in each Buddha bead.

Look at the appearance, just like the Arhat in Buddhism, covered with a faint golden light, each person's posture is different, the weapons in their hands are also different, some people are bare-handed, some people are holding sticks, it looks like a living person, as if they can jump out of this Buddha bead at any time.

Zhao Yuanren on the side secretly counted it and found that the string of Buddhist beads in the old monk's hand was no more or less, just eighteen.

Zhao Yuanren's face suddenly flashed with a different color, and in his mind, the name of a formation suddenly sounded, which was also a formation unique to Shaolin.

Shaolin Eighteen Bronze People!

This 'Shaolin Eighteen Bronze People' can be said to have been famous for a long time, and everyone in China knows it, and even its reputation has already spread abroad, but no one knows what the specific power is.

I only heard that the old monk held the Buddha beads in his hand, and put his hands together and said: "Master Zhao, you relax, this Tang Yi is really bold and reckless, and he dares to swagger into my Shaolin, it is simply slapping my Shaolin in the face, as the abbot of Shaolin, if the old man does not teach him a lesson, the prestige that my Shaolin has established for thousands of years will not be destroyed once!"

"Master Abbot is right!" Zhao Yuanren suddenly arched the fire on the side. If this old monk really had such a means to deal with Tang Yi, then he didn't have to be like a lost dog who was chased and killed by Tang Yi all the way.

Bang!

At the same time, there was a sudden loud noise outside the courtyard, and then I saw that the thick courtyard gate was instantly broken open from the outside, and among the countless debris, a bunch of warrior monks flew indiscriminately, all of which crackled and fell into the courtyard.

At the feet of Zhao Yuanren and the old monk, the wailing and crying of these warrior monks suddenly sounded.

It is also a loss that Tang Yi has never had murderous intentions for these monks, otherwise with Tang Yi's means, no matter how powerful these warrior monks are, I am afraid they will have to die.

However, seeing that his disciples and grandchildren were beaten into such virtues, the Shaolin abbot suddenly turned his face sank, and turned his head to look at Tang Yi, who was slowly walking in.

The Shaolin abbot obviously didn't expect Tang Yi to be a young man who was just under twenty, and he was suddenly a little surprised.

However, when he looked at Tang Yi again, his eyes changed, this Shaolin abbot is also a martial arts myth, so he can naturally see Tang Yi's strength at a glance, but it is just the peak of martial arts.

However, it is such an ant-like existence in the eyes of martial arts mythology, who can actually chase and kill Zhao Yuanren, who is a half-step canonization of the dignified half-step, to such an extent.

Even the Dharma Patriarch back then, the mountain protection array laid by himself, was actually broken by the young man in front of him, although the strength shown by this young man was too terrifying, where is it like the realm of the peak of martial arts he is in, the strength that can be mastered.

And this Shaolin abbot's eyes are so vicious, he can see at a glance that the momentum exuded by Tang Yi is completely different.

There is no trace of the youthfulness that he should have at his age, but he looks wise and calm, and his body exudes an unstoppable bravery, and the coldness that crawls out of the sea of corpses and blood.

"Amitabha!"

The Shaolin abbot suddenly clasped his hands together and said to Tang Yi: "The old man is a little donor, he is young, but he has a murderous face, my Buddha has a word, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

"Can the little donor sell the old man a face, can the grievances between you and the Zhao donor be resolved today!"

"Why should I give you face?"

Tang Yi looked at the old monk in front of him like an idiot.

Jokes, the father and son of the Zhao family are against themselves, thinking that they will die, how can Tang Yi easily resolve it because of this old bald donkey's words.