"The donor's sword is profound, and the poor monk is not as good as it!"

The second martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, when he saw the 100-meter-long shocking sword qi in Tang Yi's palm, his expression suddenly changed, and he instantly retreated.

"Poor monk, please advise!"

The third martial spirit, holding a spear, stood proudly in front of Tang Yi.

"The poor monk is the third martial soul of Bodhidharma, specializing in the way of guns!"

The third martial soul did not finish speaking, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon, and he went straight and stabbed at Tang Yi.

This third martial soul is different from the first two martial souls, with a spear in hand, and it is immediately imposing, revealing a domineering spirit that looks down on the world.

Tang Yi's eyes were slightly condensed, Tang Yi had learned the exercises of the first Buddhist sect in the cultivation realm, the 'Ten Thousand Buddha Sect', and knew that cultivating Buddha was to purify the heart, and the purer the heart, the higher the Dharma.

It stands to reason that a thunderous figure like the ancestor of Bodhidharma can break through and stand up, and constantly rebuild the realm of martial arts mythology, and it stands to reason that the martial soul he has condensed should be more and more pure and nothing.

However, from the perspective of this third martial soul, the momentum is becoming more and more domineering, which obviously violates the purpose of Buddhism and purifying oneself.

This Bodhidharma Patriarch is broken and then established, but it is obviously a little misguided and there is a risk of going mad.

But if it is really as the Shaolin abbot said, the ancestor of Bodhidharma, after breaking and standing, has achieved the legendary holy realm.

If this is the case, then how did Patriarch Bodhidharma overcome his inner demons?

It's just that in the face of the third martial soul, that domineering and extraordinary shot, Tang Yi obviously can't delve into it.

Roar!

The third martial spirit, with the spear in his hand, was shocked like a dragon, and the body of the spear shook, letting out a roar like a dragon's groan.

Sou!

Tang Yi was surging with mana in his palm, and directly turned into a spear, and a spear stabbed out, hitting the tip of the spear in the hand of the third martial spirit.

Clang!

With guns against guns, the third martial soul was suddenly shocked, and was directly shocked back by Tang Yi's shot.

Tang Yi mixed in the cultivation realm, in order to improve his cultivation, it can be said that he is the best of a hundred schools, there is no way, there is no way, there is no way, there is no way, Tang Yi is also handy.

However, this third martial soul is not like the first two, knowing that they are invincible, they retreat.

I saw the third martial soul snort coldly, stepped forward under his feet, and shook the spear in his hand three spears in a row, and attacked Tang Yi strongly.

Knowing that he was invincible, he continued to attack, the third martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, obviously violated the teachings of Buddhism and the world.

Bang!

In the face of the third martial soul that came from the strong attack, Tang Yi snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand was horizontal, and he waved it violently, like a long whip, directly smashing it on the body of the third martial soul, and instantly slapped him out.

The third martial soul was repulsed, and he still looked unconvinced, and wanted to continue to fight.

"It's time for the poor monk to get out!"

But at this moment, I saw that the fourth martial soul on the side had already been unable to hold it down, holding a hundred refining steel knives, and came in front of Tang Yi.

"The poor monk cultivates the sword, and he loves to cut off the enemy's head!"

Swish!

The fourth martial soul flicked the long knife in his hand, and laughed wildly: "Little doll, come, obediently stretch your neck and let the poor monk cut off your head!"

"Look at the knife!"

The fourth martial soul was like a bandit, rampage, rushing towards Tang Yi.

"Get out!"

Tang Yi shouted angrily, although he was proficient in swordsmanship, but when he saw the fourth martial soul with a murderous face, he suddenly felt a burst of disgust, and the spear turned into mana in his hand instantly slapped the fourth martial soul away.

"The fourth scumbag still has to go out!"

The fifth martial soul came out of the battle in an instant, but the sixth martial soul on the side followed suit.

"The fifth child is also a scumbag, look at Lao Tzu to press you down!"

The fifth and sixth martial spirits, the two actually rushed towards Tang Yi side by side in an instant, obviously the two of them couldn't hold it back, and their competitive and aggressive heart was obvious.

It's just that although the fifth and sixth martial spirits came together and fought together with two enemies and one, it was difficult to be Tang Yi's opponent, and they were also shot out by Tang Yi.

However, when he saw the seventh, eighth, and ninth, the three martial spirits, killing Tang Yi side by side, Tang Yi still looked indifferent.

The Shaolin abbot on the side had a worried look: "It's not good, this little benefactor is too strong!"

"If you can't defeat him, I'm afraid that in the end, you will be able to attract that person!"

The Shaolin abbot was worried in his heart, and looked at the middle of the eighteen martial spirits.

This martial soul looks no different from other martial souls, but the other martial souls seem to stay away from him and don't dare to approach him at all.

And when Tang Yi knocked out the seventh, eighth, ninth, and three martial spirits, in the eyes of this one, the irrepressible battle intent became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, the Shaolin abbot was even more worried, and even overflowed, Zhao Yuanren on the side, only being the Shaolin abbot, worried that Tang Yi was too strong, and the eighteen martial souls of the Dharma Patriarch could not suppress Tang Yi.

However, as everyone knows, the Shaolin abbot is worried that if the remaining few martial spirits can't deal with Tang Yi anymore, it will attract an even more terrifying enemy.

Bang!

The tenth, eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth, the four martial spirits, divided into four directions, killed Tang Yi side by side, and Tang Yi suddenly increased his pressure.

After all, this is the martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and facing the attack of four martial souls at the same time, I am afraid that it is like Zhao Yuanren's half-step canonization in his heyday, and he does not dare to take it lightly.

But Tang Yi was calm, with a spear in his hand, he pushed sideways to block, and instantly repelled the four martial spirits.

"Humph!"

Just when the remaining few martial spirits were about to attack, a cold snort suddenly sounded.

The other seventeen martial spirits suddenly trembled as if they were facing a great enemy.

The Shaolin abbot was also frightened, and was about to take back the string of Buddhist beads.

"If you dare!"

The martial soul that had been concerned by the Shaolin abbot before suddenly turned his head violently, with a murderous aura in his eyes, and there was nothing to hide.

"This demon will punish you first!"

The Shaolin abbot instantly fell into the ice vault, and Zhao Yuanren on the side was also instantaneous, feeling the hairs exploding all over his body, and the whole person was so frightened that his heart jumped violently.

"What a strong murderous aura!"

"What a domineering demonic spirit!"

Tang Yi also set his eyes on that martial spirit.

I saw that this martial soul was not the same as other martial souls before, and it was also covered with a faint golden light, but at this moment.

The golden light above this martial soul slowly retreated, and the whole body actually began to gradually turn black, wantonly with a strong demonic aura.

"In the past, Bodhidharma, in order to prove the holy realm, broke and then stood up, but he went astray, eager for quick success, went farther and farther, and finally entered the devil's way!"

"This demon can mess with his Dao heart at his sight, but he doesn't want to be lost and return, beheading this demon and the seventeen martial spirits, but because of this, he will cut off his own body and prove the holy realm!"

"Since then, this demon has been lonely for a long time, with these seventeen wastes!"