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287 King Kong's Demon Circle (Part 2)

"Vajra Demon Subduing Circle! Unexpectedly, there are people in Shaolin who are practicing this formation now." Bai Xiaosheng, who was blocked on the big tree, looked faintly at the three old monks and Ouyang Feng not far away.

In the battle just now, he did not see the end from the beginning, but he also saw the full leopard. The three old monks were not masters of the innate realm, but they were in harmony with each other, and they were like a man with three heads and six arms, fighting less, and resolving Ouyang Feng's strength invisible. There is a saying in the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, even if the thirty-two top masters with the ability to work together, it would be difficult to break through the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle.

Although Ouyang Feng is strong, he can't even break through this formation unless he forces the three monks to compete with him for internal strength like Zhang Wuji. However, Zhang Wuji has never succeeded, and it is still an unknown whether Ouyang Feng can succeed.

Ouyang Feng was also a dissatisfied person. He did not retreat, but flew forward again, jumped into the center of the three, punched and kicked. The three men used the black whip as their weapon to attack alternately, and continued. Ouyang Feng broke one, two, but couldn't break three.

This formation really opened Bai Xiaosheng’s eyes!

With his current vision, he has already seen the key points and advantages of this formation. The formation is not as complicated as it is, the more complicated it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is!

This Vajra Demon Subduing Circle is based on the three talents, which looks extremely simple, but look at Ouyang Feng, a master of the innate realm, can completely crush the three monks alone, but when he encounters this formation, he still has no choice.

The key point is not how mysterious this formation is, but that the three people who set up the formation have a different mind. If you can't see this, let alone breaking the formation, you can't even understand it.

"Toad Technique!"

Ouyang Feng finally used his unique skill to become famous. A huge wave of air surging out. He blew up dead leaves all over the ground, making a rustling sound. He slapped his hands. The earth shook, and the powerful force stirred up layers of earth waves, rushing towards the three monks.

"Amitabha!" The three of them had the same Buddha name, and their bodies changed. An old monk was in front and two old monks were behind. They put their hands on the old monk in front. The three of them fought together. The long whip was like a poisonous dragon, instantly pierced through the ground waves and shot directly at Ouyang Feng. The cold light in Ouyang Feng's eyes was bright, and his body soared up, hitting the three monks, opening their mouths in the air, and a burst of energy shot out.

The three monks' bodies flew away instantly, and the toad's energy hit the ground, and a small pit burst out, with amazing power. If they hit people, they might be able to break up.

The three monks looked at each other in surprise and took action at the same time. Three long whips swept up, and Ouyang Feng was not willing to be outdone. He entrenched in the air in the shape of a toad, slapped his feet and slapped his palms, and the power rolled in.

The banging sounded constantly, and the huge force spread around with the four people as the center, overturning the stone tower and pulling up a big tree, making the surroundings a mess.

Obviously, Ouyang Feng also saw the weakness of the three monks. He used his strength to force and suppressed the three monks with his young body and innate realm. Zhang Wuji also took this step, but he did not succeed. I wonder if Ouyang Feng could succeed.

On the big tree, Bai Xiaosheng looked at it with a smile, and didn't care at all. Their confrontation was completely to hurt the enemy by one thousand and hurt by eight hundred, not the masters. Look at Xu Fu's awesomeness, but he almost lost his mind when he met Wu Wudi. If you say that Wu Wudi is far beyond Xu Fu in realm, a genius believe it. So, there will be a big gap between warriors of the same realm, just see if you understand this gap. Ouyang Feng has entered the innate world, so he naturally doesn't understand this gap, but Bai Xiaosheng understands it.

If he faced the three monks, he would not have to fight as hard as Ouyang Feng. He could have exploded them with his powerful internal strength and superman speed.

The four people's fight quickly lasted for a while. Ouyang Feng's face turned pale and the three monks below also had sweat on their foreheads. Judging from the different states of the four of them, Bai Xiaosheng knew that the three monks would probably be exhausted and forgetful, and Ouyang Feng would also be exhausted. It would be fine if no one came. If the people from Shaolin Temple discovered it, Ouyang Feng would probably not be able to get out of Shaolin.

Bai Xiaosheng didn't care much about this. He just didn't want these three old monks to die. After all, he had been favored by the monks who swept the floor, and watching the three of them die was too ruthless.

As my thoughts came together, Bai Xiaosheng twisted three leaves, flicked his fingers, and the leaves shot out. Three puffs, the leaves hit the place where Ouyang Feng and the three monks intersected their strength, causing a ripple. Both groups were shocked, Ouyang Feng's body was shocked, and the three monks also wisely retracted their strength. As soon as the two sides retreated, Ouyang Feng flew up and landed on the top of the big tree on the side. A pair of sharp eyes kept scanning the surroundings, and the three monks also gently turned their bodies to check around.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled softly, his body still moving, allowing them to find it.

Ouyang Feng swept around and saw that he could not find anyone, he was secretly surprised. He suddenly thought that the man should have come to Shaolin too. "Hmph!" He groaned, and Ouyang Feng flew up, and in a blink of an eye it was like in the jungle behind the mountain. The three monks did not chase him. An old monk clasped his hands together, and Lang Lang said, "I don't know which friend has helped me, please show up."

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "Three old monks, the innate realm is not as simple as you think. Instead of practicing meditation here, it is better to cultivate young disciples well and not lose their reputation as Shaolin."

He only heard the sound but could not see the person! The three monks looked at each other, and the old monk sighed and said, "In order to protect Shaolin, my three brothers and brothers were all determined to practice the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle. Unexpectedly, they still couldn't take it down when they met Ouyang Feng in the innate realm. Senior brother, junior brother, this person is right. I think we should also accept disciples and teach the Dharma and cultivate the next generation for my Shaolin."

Both old monks nodded, and one of them said, "Thank you for your advice from the donor. I am very grateful to you."

Bai Xiaosheng did not answer because he had left and returned to the front. Yang Kang saw Bai Xiaosheng and said curiously: "Master, what happened to Shaolin Temple?"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Ouyang Feng is here."

Yang Kang was shocked and turned his head to look around. His eyes were filled with crowds, so where was Ouyang Feng?

"No need to look for it, he has left. This guy should have gone to the Sutra Pavilion and fought with three old monks in the back mountain of Shaolin. He was shocked by his master." Bai Xiaosheng explained. Yang Kang suddenly became interested and said, "Master, Shaolin has such masters, so he can deal with Ouyang Feng."

"Nonsense!" Bai Xiaosheng gave him a blank look and said, "Shaolin Temple is not as simple as you think. It has been passed down for so long, why is there no master yet? In the past, Shaolin had a master of the innate realm and had some guidance to his master. This time, his master has repaid his kindness."

Yang Kang was very interested in the innate monk that Bai Xiaosheng mentioned, but seeing that Bai Xiaosheng looked unwilling to say more, he was tactful and didn't ask.

Soon, the bell rang in Shaolin Temple, and Ouyang Feng broke into the Sutra Library was discovered. The monks in Shaolin Temple found that three volumes of scriptures were missing, and a few monks immediately went down the mountain. Everyone knew that they were going to inform the masters and famous people.

Two days later, Abbot Kuhui and others returned, their faces looked ugly. They also thought that this was Ouyang Feng's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Fortunately, the Sutra Library only lost three secret books, otherwise they would not have time to regret it.

Another day later, the conference returned to normal. The first battle was Yang Kang and the monk Wuye.

The evil monk is a martial monk in the Bodhidharma Hall who practices the golden bell cover and the indestructible magical skill. His hands are mainly dragon claws and hands. The attack is brave and fierce. The attack is as fierce as the scorching sun.

This monk is definitely a master.

Yang Kang stabbed, tapped, swept, and beat, and danced with a strong spear. The monk did not retreat but advanced instead. He used his strong body to resist Yang Kang's spear technique, and used his dragon claws to break the spear technique and grabbed his chest.

Yang Kang didn't dare to be careless, and moved his feet three feet out of thin air. The spear shook and the tip of the spear was stabbed straight. Wuye Monk reached out to grab the spear. Yang Kang's arm shook, the spear body trembled, and the force burst out, sweeping out.

The two of them went back and forth, and they still had no choice but to win or lose. However, in terms of moves, Bai Xiaosheng had already seen that Yang Kang was at a disadvantage. His gun technique, after all, was ordinary, was much worse than the dragon claw hand that had been tempered for thousands of times. However, his internal strength was deeper and his spear was heavy, which made him not lose. But if he fought like this, he would definitely lose after a long time, unless he gave up the spear and changed his hands to fight.

Bai Xiaosheng didn't want him to let go of the spear. He chose the gun himself. If he let it go, when will he really pick it up?

He looked at Yang Kang, and Yang Kang did not disappoint him. Although he gradually fell into a disadvantage, he did not let go of the iron spear in his hand for a moment, and his marksmanship also changed from flower to safety, and he was safe again and again.

The fight between the two made the people around cheer and pushed the atmosphere to a high price. Bai Xiaosheng was also very satisfied with Yang Kang's choice. Even if he lost, he would lose openly and have a clue in the future.

After two hundred moves, Yang Kang could no longer hold on, and his move was a little slower. He was caught by the Evil Monk and pinched his wrist with one claw, knocking down the iron spear. Yang Kang admitted defeat with thunderous applause and cheered.
Chapter completed!
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