Chapter 63 Defeat Shaolin! Wang Chongyang appeared!
"How could someone's defense be so strong?"
Master Kudu and the Shaolin eminent monks couldn't calm down anymore. Just now they were equivalent to six super masters jointly launching an attack on Ning Que, and Ning Que hadn't resisted yet.
Such a berserk attack, even if an iron lump is here, they are confident in blasting it to pieces.
But Ning Que was fine.
Could it be that Ning Que's body is harder than Xuan Tie?
Or, in other words, Ning Que has cultivated a magical art of protecting the body similar to the Indestructible Body of Vajra?
All in all, Master Kudu and all the eminent Shaolin monks are desperate and powerless at this moment. They can't hurt Ning Que like this. They can't think of any other way to hurt Ning Que.
Earlier, when he played the ultimate trump card of "Dharma Demon Demon Formation", Master Kudu was still confident that even if he couldn't kill Ning Que, he could still seriously injure Ning Que.
But now, the mood of Master Kudu is a boundless sea of suffering!
He can only pray that the helper who wrote the letter for help will come as soon as possible.
"Is this Poison Sect still human? It's too scary. It uses poisonous means to be superb, its swordsmanship is shocking, and it has mastered an unrivaled magic art that seems to be able to absorb people's skills. Now it still has such a terrifying defensive power... Such a thing." Opponent, who can withstand it?"
An old crowd watching sighed. Such a character, even if he has lived most of his life, he has never heard of it.
Heroes from all walks of life, although they can't personally understand how powerful the joint attack of Master Kudu and others just now is, they will watch it.
Just looking at the huge crater that was forcibly blasted out in front of Shaolin Temple, which is five or six meters long and three to four meters deep, one can guess how violent and terrifying the joint attack just now was.
If any top-notch expert stood there, he would be bombarded to death.
But Ning Que, it seems that apart from some damage to his clothes, he doesn't have any injuries on his body.
Actually, only Ning Que knew... He wasn't completely injured. Strictly speaking, he still suffered a little injury.
The Absolute Yin Demon Physique is a master-level martial art that is strong, even far beyond the imagination of people in this world.
However, Ning Que still couldn't completely ignore the attacks of super masters only by relying on the Absolute Yin Demon Physique at the entry level.
But he has a high realm. He is an innate master. When he is attacked, the innate qi in his body can automatically condense the zhenqi shield to resist the attack.
Moreover, he also has the Celestial Silkworm Magic Art, which has always been regarded as the foundation of his art. Its own self-healing power is amazing. A little injury just suffered will heal itself under the influence of this art in an instant. up.
"It seems that I still can't just wave casually—I was too careless just now, and the skin almost broke and bleeds in several places."
Ning Que said to himself, jumped out of the big pit with a light leap, walked up to Master Kudu and others, and smiled softly:
"Master, you have other means, such as the ultimate hole card in the ultimate. If you don't have it, Shaolin may be in trouble today."
As Ning Que said this, a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Just now he has personally experienced the power of the "Dharma Subduing Demon Formation". It has to be said that this formation is indeed very mysterious.
But Ning Que also discovered a shortcoming of this formation.
It is the people who make up this formation. They can only amplify their own skills through borrowed skills, but they cannot make qualitative changes in their own skills.
Take the situation of Master Kudu and the others as an example.
Whether it is Master Kudu or other Shaolin eminent monks, they are all acquired warriors, so the quality of their skills are all acquired qualities, but there is a gap in quantity.
It is precisely because skills are acquired qualities that they can borrow from each other to amplify their own skills.
But no matter how much skill you have in acquired quality, it cannot become innate quality.
So, no matter how much skill Master Kudu borrows, he is still only in a super-first-class state. And the same is true for other eminent monks.
In fact, even if there are innate masters participating in the formation, other people dare not borrow the skills of the innate masters, because the physique of the acquired warriors cannot withstand the innate master's skills at all, and they will only explode and die.
After gaining an insight into the secret of the "Dharma Subduing Demon Formation", Ning Que no longer paid much attention to this formation, because it had little effect on him.
Even if there are countless acquired martial artists besieging the innate masters with the intention of dragging down the innate masters, the innate masters can choose to leave calmly, but the acquired martial artists cannot stop them at all.
At this moment, Ning Que understood why Quanzhen Sect was inferior to Shaolin both in terms of background and number of masters, but Quanzhen Sect overwhelmed Shaolin.
Because the Quanzhen Sect has Wang Chongyang, an innate master.
One Wang Chongyang is enough to sweep the entire Shaolin.
Of course, Ning Que may not need this technique himself, but he can take it and give it to White Camel Villa. After he was going to take down Master Kudu and others, he forcibly obtained this formation.
"Ouyang Feng, don't be arrogant, our Shaolin is not a place for you to be arrogant."
When all the eminent Shaolin monks heard Ning Que's words, they felt the contempt in the words, and their faces turned blue with anger. One of the eminent monks roared angrily, and used the "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Qianye Hand", condensed a dense palm print, and blasted towards Ning Que.
"You simply don't understand the gap between us!"
Ning Que sighed, and swung his sword directly, splitting the dense palm prints, his body passed through the split passage like a ghost, and then passed the eminent monk.
The eminent monk's movements froze suddenly, a line of blood stretched down from the center of his eyebrows, and finally the whole thing split in two and fell to the ground.
"Master Xuan Ye!"
Master Kudu cried out in grief, no matter whether he could hurt Ning Que or not, he mobilized his whole body to kill Ning Que again. The other eminent monks also seemed to be stimulated, desperately resorted to all kinds of Shaolin stunts, and blasted towards Ning Que like a gun.
It's just that the gap between acquired warriors and innate masters is too great. Ning Que turned into a ghost with a blank face, and passed by an eminent monk again and again.
Every time, an eminent monk fell down.
In the blink of an eye, there were fifteen eminent monks who fell to the ground.
The "Dharma Demon Demon Formation" collapsed automatically, Master Kudu and the remaining twelve eminent monks collapsed on the ground, looking at Ning Que bitterly and desperately.
It's over, even the "Bodhidharma Fumo Array" can't deal with this big devil, and their Shaolin might be destroyed today.
Master Kudu regretted so much at this moment, he shouldn't have carried out that plan in the first place, trying to revive Shaolin's prestige by eliminating this big devil!
This big devil is too scary!
At this moment, Master Kudu felt that he was a sinner.
Because of his decision, Shaolin, which has been passed down for thousands of years, may be destroyed.
"Master, it seems that you are really at the end of your skills. If so, I will not be polite."
Ning Que said indifferently, and went to grab Master Kudu and others, and flew Master Kudu and five or six eminent monks into the air, ready to devour their skills.
However, at this moment, an ancient sword cut across the sky. The ancient sword was permeated with traces of innate purple energy, and it actually cut off the suction force of the star-absorbing Dafa with a single sword, saving Master Kudu and others.
"Ouyang Feng, please forgive me and let me live!"
A tall, middle-aged Taoist priest with a long sword hanging from his waist and an ethereal temperament appeared in front of Ning Que.
"Thank you, poor monk, Bishop Wang for the rescue!"
Seeing the person coming, Master Kudu heaved a sigh of relief, and brought a group of eminent monks to thank him.
"The abbot is polite."
Wang Chongyang responded politely, and looked at Ning Que solemnly.
"It's Quanzhen Sect's leader Wang who came. This is all right, finally someone can deal with the big devil of the Poison Sect."
In an instant, all the onlookers were excited, as if fans met a big star, they were very excited.
"Wang Chongyang?"
Ning Que looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.
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