Chapter 707 The little monk takes action, the power of the Eighteen Arhats
"Brother Xing..."
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"Stop talking nonsense. If you can leave, you can't leave it all here. The real target of that old fox Yaotian is me. You should leave quickly!"
"Get out of here!"
Ye Qianxing pushed Zhou Lang hard, and then shouted to Ye Ting who had not yet left. ReadΠ
"President Ye, please be sure to send them out safely. If I can still get out alive, I will be grateful!"
After saying that, Ye Qianxing took the young monk and rushed towards Emperor Yao.
Zhou Lang wanted to follow, but Ye Ting stopped him.
"Listen to him. This kid has many cards. It may be possible to escape alive. If we stay here, we will only drag him down."
Zhou Lang looked at Ye Qianxing and then at Jian Yi, who had lost too much blood and looked pale, and felt very confused.
While he was worried about Qianxing, he also didn't want Jian Yi to be harmed.
Just when Zhou Lang was wondering whether he should leave, Ye Qianxing had already led the young monk to meet the rushing Emperor Yao.
"Little monk, try your best to hold him back for more than ten minutes!"
Ten minutes should be enough time for them to escape.
But, can he really last ten minutes?
Ye Qianxing had no confidence. Although the young monk was strong, he was only at the emperor level.
Even if you have special abilities, it is extremely difficult to forcibly surpass a level.
As for the 250 and the others, Ye Qianxing has no intention of summoning them.
On the one hand, 250 and the others are weak and have not even reached the emperor level. To put it bluntly, they are not qualified to participate in this battle at all.
On the other hand, Ye Qianxing did not want to expose his identity as a spiritual master.
Although the little monk is also his spiritual pet, his form is closer to that of a human being. Yao Di and the others should not be able to find anything. At most, they can only guess that this is some opportunity that Ye Qianxing got from Xiaoleiyin Temple.
"Okay, brother."
The young monk looked solemn, and he obviously understood the current situation.
Emperor Yao was extremely fast and turned into a golden light and rushed towards Ye Qianxing. Seeing that he was merciless in his attack, it was obvious that he did not intend to leave Ye Qianxing a way to survive.
"Amitabha, the Eighteen Arhats, appear!"
The young monk recited a Buddhist name, pulled off the beads from his neck, and threw them out.
There were exactly eighteen Buddhist beads, which turned into eighteen golden lights and fell to the ground. The golden lights flashed straight into the sky.
Eighteen magnificent golden Arhats descended from the sky and surrounded Emperor Yao.
"The Eighteen Arhats are here, why are you so evil, and you still won't back down!"
The eighteen arhats shouted at the same time, and the shouts were accompanied by the roar of Buddhist lions, which made Emperor Yao's body surge with energy and blood.
He snorted coldly, and the phantom of the golden holy dragon looked up to the sky and roared.
He actually forcibly suppressed the lion's roar of the Eighteen Arhats.
"Hmph, pretend to be gods and ghosts, let me break through all the magic and destroy you all!"
Emperor Yao held the Emperor's Holy Sword and slashed angrily at the Dragon Subduing Arhat who was standing in front of him.
The emperor's holy sword sounded the roar of the dragon, and cut out a light blade with the power of a dragon, and shot towards the Dragon-Subduing Arhat with the force of breaking through the air.
"Amitabha, Arhat Pantian Seal!"
The Arhat subduing the dragon claps his palm, creating a Buddhist swastika (wan) light seal.
The light blade and the swastika light seal collided with each other. In less than a breath, several cracks appeared in the swastika light seal.
The face of the Subduing Dragon Arhat was also a little ugly.
"Fellow brothers, please give me a helping hand!"
shouted the Dragon Subduing Arhat.
Fuhu Arhat shouted.
"The Eighteen Arhat Formation, rise!"
Seventeen Arhats, including the Fuhu Arhat, immediately put their hands on the back of the Arhat next to them. Finally, the two Arhats next to the Dragon Subduing Arhat put their hands on his left and right shoulders at the same time.
The Eighteen Arhat Formation can transfer the skills of seventeen Arhats to one Arhat. The Eighteen Arhats share the same ancestry and have the same origin, and there is no resistance to the skills and attributes of the brothers.
The combined skills of the Eighteen Arhats are not as simple as one plus one equals two. The Dragon-Subduing Arhat's aura surged at this time, and he actually faintly touched the threshold of the Imperial Realm.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
The Dragon-Subduing Arhat roared loudly and slapped eighteen palms in succession at an extremely fast speed.
This time it was his skill that made him famous.
According to rumors, the name Dragon-Subduing Arhat was obtained by killing the evil dragon in anger, and he even created this palm technique.
The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms are skills specially created for subduing dragons.
With the support of the seventeen Arhats' skills, eighteen palm prints struck the light blade cut by the Emperor's Holy Sword, and actually scattered it.
There were still a few palm prints left, and he continued to shoot towards Emperor Yao.
"Poof! Poof!"
Emperor Yao held the emperor's holy sword and slashed several times, smashing the palm prints into pieces.
Then he quickly ran towards the Dragon Subduing Arhat.
If you can't attack from a distance, then fight at close range.
Emperor Yao was extremely fast and arrived in front of the Dragon Subduing Arhat in the blink of an eye, slashing down with the emperor's holy sword.
Although the Dragon-Subduing Arhat is a spirit summoned by the young monk, he has an independent consciousness and rich combat experience.
Facing Emperor Yao's attack, he knew that a strong attack would not work, so he dodged sideways.
However, what the Dragon Subduing Arhat didn't expect was that Emperor Yao's target was not him at all, but the Crouching Tiger Arhat not far from him.
Emperor Yao was indeed smart. He knew that the Dragon-Subduing Arhat had been blessed by the skills of seventeen Arhats, and his combat power was close to that of the Emperor.
So he didn't fight him head-on, but set his sights on Fu Hu Luo Han, who was already powerless.
In Emperor Yao's opinion, the best way to break the Eighteen Arhats' formation was to attack the other seventeen Arhats.
Unfortunately, he still underestimated the power of the Eighteen Arhats' formation.
The other Arhats discovered Emperor Yao's plan and immediately changed the direction of the kilometer transmission, and all their skills quickly entered Fu Hu Luo Han's body.
"Aohou!"
A mighty tiger roar sounded from Fu Hu Luo Han, and a tiger phantom seemed to appear on his body.
The palm that turned into a tiger claw met Emperor Yao's slash.
Bang! ! !
A loud sound rang out, and the Emperor's Holy Sword burst into dazzling holy light.
With the kilometer of the Eighteen Arhats, Fu Hu Luo Han could only barely touch the threshold of the Emperor Realm. The Dragon Subduing Arhat could resist Emperor Yao because of his restraint on the dragon clan, but Fu Hu Luo Han did not have this advantage.
In addition, he was resisting the Emperor's Holy Sword, which was a ninth-grade immortal weapon made from the body of a real dragon and was extremely powerful.
The Tiger-Subduing Arhat was ultimately unable to resist, and the tiger's phantom was shattered.
The Tiger-Subduing Arhat's entire body exuded golden light, and it turned into a Buddhist bead again, falling to the ground and losing its original luster.
The Eighteen Arhats formation, if one of them is lost, the formation will be broken.
The Emperor Yao's Holy Sword swept across the formation, and the remaining seventeen Arhats lost the support of the formation and were already backlashed.
After being hit hard by Emperor Yao, the seventeen Arhats' spirits were destroyed, and they turned into Buddhist beads again and fell to the ground.
"Collect."
The little monk's face suddenly changed, with a look of heartache.
He stretched out his palm, and the eighteen dull Buddhist beads returned to his hand, but they had already lost their aura.
If he wanted to recover and summon the Eighteen Arhats again, it would probably be impossible in a short time.
