I saw Pang Guan holding a cigarette pole in his left hand, smashing his mouth from time to time, and walking forward.

This posture does not seem to break the formation, but rather it is like sightseeing, browsing the scenery and walking casually.

Kong Zhi nodded slightly, and the monk who presided over the Arhat Formation was also the first seat of the Arhat Hall. He immediately shouted: "The Buddha's light first appears!"

The monks in the innermost circle immediately surrounded him, and the long stick in his hand was poked out from his waist. Twelve people and twelve long sticks.

I thought Pang Guan would either dodge it with a short body or jump up and dodge it. In this way, the monk on the second level would jump on the shoulders of the monk on the first level and hit Pang Guan who could not leverage the force in the air.

But what surprised them and everyone around them was that Pang Guan didn't move and let twelve long sticks poke on his body.

Seeing the truth, Kongzhi and others couldn't believe it, and the people in the martial arts world around him thought the hallucinations had appeared.

"What! I thought I was a master, why can't I even avoid the first move?"

"With this skill, why do you say that you can break the Arhat Formation with one hand? It's really a big deal!"

"Sure enough, he is another person who seeks fame."

...

"Wait! Why is he still smoking?"

Someone finally found something wrong.

"What? He's actually smoking!"

Pang seemed to have all the strength when he watched these monks, but he didn't move at all.

"Come on, I'm okay!" Pang Guan said with a smile.

Kong Jing shouted: "Subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!"

"ha!"

The monk on the second floor heard the order and shouted in unison, jumped up and stood on the shoulders of the monk on the first floor, and used a force to cut Mount Hua with one move.

If it's just one person, this trick is nothing?

But more than a dozen people used sticks together, and Pang Guan felt that the shadows of sticks were everywhere, covering the sky and unable to see the sun even when he looked up.

But Pang Guan was still indifferent.

The stick hit Pang Guan's body, and nearly ten sticks hit Pang Guan's shoulders, but Pang Guan didn't even blink his eyelids, and even two "clicks" sounds, the two sticks hit Pang Guan's head were broken.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"He didn't seem to use his true energy just now!"

"I can see clearly that these monks have good internal skills, but they are also good at Shaolin Arhats."

"But even so, the devil was still smoking leisurely." The man was speechless, amazed at Pang Guan's strength.

"This man is a tough guy!" People in the martial arts world were talking.

"Looking for his cover door, either your eyes or your underworld," Kong Zhi hurriedly reminded.

Pang Guan laughed and remained indifferent. The body refining method is not a body-protecting technique like an iron shirt, but a real physical method, and there are no flaws such as a defect in the cover.

Because what he practiced was not qi at all.

I saw two long sticks like dragons running in parallel, rushing Pang Guan’s eyes straight, and at the same time, the two long sticks below one front and one back, lifting Pang Guan’s crotch up.

But Pang Guan just closed his eyelids and ignored them.

Four sticks are solid, without any impact of metal or iron. The body is the body, and being strong does not mean being like iron or steel.

Pang Guan had no reaction at all, and even his footsteps did not move a single point.

"Is there any more? Keep going, I'm OK," Pang Guan said with his eyes closed.

One hundred and eight arhats were stunned and looked at each other, unable to believe it.

"Okay, you demon sected the magical skills of my Shaolin, and even practiced it to this point!

When Kong saw his senior brother die tragically, Xie Xun was under the Qishen Fist, were you also an accomplice?" Kong Zhi suddenly burst into anger.

Everyone present also exclaimed repeatedly.

"Vajra Indestructible Divine Art! This person is probably more advanced than the Kūkū Monk."

"Maybe it wasn't necessarily the case that he killed the Kūkū monk, whom he killed, and then the Kūkū monk found the secret of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art on his body."

"He must be the devil leader of the Demon Cult. Xie Xun is gone. If you want to find the Dragon Slaying Sword, you have to ask him!"

The three words "Dragon Slaying Sword" were released, and everyone's breathing worsened and their eyes were red.

The Supreme Martial Arts World, the sword slays the dragon.

If you command the world, no one dares to refuse to obey.

If the Heavenly Heaven does not come out, who will compete with you?

Who doesn’t want to call the martial arts world? After eight years, we finally got the news of the Dragon Slaying Sword today. We will ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Sword if we say that we will ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

If it weren't for the fact that this was in Shaolin territory, these people might have been unable to bear it long ago and pulled out their swords to kill Pang Guan.

"You said yes, I don't care anyway. I'm going to take action next time. Masters, be careful." Pang Guan said with a gentle smile without any fear of praise and disgrace.

But the one hundred and eight arhats were nervous and sweating.

They still know the name of the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art. They claim to be unparalleled in defense. They have their own qi to protect the body. The internal strength is difficult to damage and the sword cannot enter.

Pang Guan held the cigarette pole behind his waist with his left hand and snatched it forward with his right hand.

He wrapped his arms around five or six long sticks and shouted: "Get up!"

After a strong turn of his body, he even threw up five or six arhats. These monks held the stick tightly, but felt that the other party's power was extremely huge, like a human-shaped beast. Is this the power of a dragon and an elephant?

"ha!"

Pang Guan rotated for a while, and then slapped his right hand and threw the five or six arhats on the monks in the first circle, directly smashing a large area.

Without waiting for these monks to be shocked, Pang Guan stepped forward, grabbed one of his collars, lifted it upwards, and then pressed him downwards directly, directly shattering his muscles and bones.

He turned around and grabbed a person's wrist, and his waist was like a big bow, and he smashed the person to the ground like a sledgehammer.

A big pit was directly smashed from the hard mud ground, and dust was flying. This Arhat probably would have to lie on the bed in his next life even if he did not die.

Pang Guan took two steps back and crashed into a monk's arms. Before the monk could be surprised, he poked his elbow back, and the monk flew backwards, shattered his ribs, and smashed three or five monks.

He picked up another long stick and pressed it flat on the monks' chests. He pushed it hard and swept out a large open space.

In short, Pang Guan did not use any exquisite moves or gorgeous energy. He just walked alone and walked leisurely in the courtyard. Wherever he walked, there would be a lot of monks falling down.

One hundred and eight arhats sounded a lot, but in Pang Guan's hands, they were like children. They grabbed them with their hands and punched them down. They shook them, and three or five people flew backwards, pushed them, and seven or eight people wailed.

Just as everyone's eyes were shocked, Pang Guan carried his left hand behind his waist, held a cigarette pole, and his right hand broke the Arhat formation, which was known as the world's first formation.

Not only is it broken, but it is also the most simple and slaughtered.

In the open space in front of the Shaolin Temple plaque, monks fell to the ground and wailed. Those who were hurt and even could only lie down and roll, and could not even scream.

Pang Guan took out the cigarette pole, took a few beautiful mouthfuls, and beat a few monks. It would take so long. Isn't even burned a pot of tobacco?

"You" Kong Zhi opened his eyes wide, and a sense of fear suddenly rose, and his raised palm trembled faintly.

"What are you? Is there anything else?" Pang Guan stood among a group of wailing monks, lazy and Ruyi, as if he was not the one who took action just now.

But the martial arts people who had just seen Pang Guan's cruel methods were very grateful. Fortunately, they didn't make a fuss just now, otherwise they might not even have the ability to get up at this moment.

"Impossible. No matter how powerful the Vajra Indestructible magical power is, you cannot be discouraged. How can you keep talking?" Kong Zhi's three views were destroyed, and Pang Guan completely disrupted his martial arts common sense.

"Aren't you talking about what I practiced the Vajra Indestructible Art? Is there anything to be surprised?" Pang Guan asked in reverse.

"Junior brother, come together. Today, I, Shaolin, encountered an unprecedented enemy. We should do our best!" Kong Zhi said loudly.

He actually understood that Pang Guan’s martial arts were not Vajra Indestructible Magical Power at all, but he would not clarify for Pang Guan.

"Come on! Come on! Let me see the foundation of the Thousand Years Ancient Temple." Pang Guan knocked off the burned ashes, inserted the cigarette pole into his back, freeing up his hands. He didn't want to play with these bald donkeys. It was time to waste so much time, so it would be better to go back to Qixia Town early and be leisurely and relaxed.

"ha!"

Kong Zhi took the initiative first, rotated for two weeks, and his feet were like wind, rolling up waves of dust, and threw out the monk's robe to block Pang Guan's view. Then, the fist was hidden under the robe. The monk's robe was attached with true energy, and the soft cloth turned into gold and iron.

Another master monk from the Bodhidharma Hall flew up and showed his legs like a shadow. In the air, his legs were shadowed one after another, and it was impossible to tell how many legs he kicked out in an instant.

Kong Xiang rushed to Chan with eight steps, took a big step forward, followed Kong Zhi closely, his fingertips really sharply, and penetrated Pang Guan's eyes.

Pang Guan half-squatted on the spot, grabbed the cassock with true energy, and blocked Kong Zhi's Yin Palm with his left hand.

He quickly grabbed Kongzhi's wrist with his backhand, lifted him up under Kongzhi's surprised gaze, just blocking the space where the shadows followed his legs.

Facing Kong Xiang's fingers, he closed his eyes and resisted directly.

Kong Xiang felt that his fingers were lit on an iron wall. His fingers were so shocked that they felt pain, but he didn't feel the slightest trembling of Pang Guan's eyelids.

Kong Xiang does not believe in evil, so he beats with all his strength and accurately shoots Pang Guan’s heart. Pang Guan still resists it, not taking Kong Xiang’s attack seriously at all.

The monk who used his legs like a shadow and was unable to leverage his strength in the air. When he saw his senior brother being blocked in front of him, he had to withdraw his move temporarily. He rushed in the air and retreated back. As soon as he landed, he felt that his true energy was not messy and his chest was stuffy.

Pang Guan threw up Hunting wisdom like a doll, and directly regarded Hunting wisdom as a pillar and smashed it towards Hunting.

Seeing that it was his senior brother, Kong Xiang had to take action to catch it.
To be continued...