As the eighteen most fierce disciples in Shaolin, they have now met their life-long rivals. Although Lin Yang is younger than them, he has shown his unparalleled strength and is resourceful. He has made a fuss and attacked the world and instantly forced three of them to retreat.

In other words, Lin Yang did not play according to the routine, which led to the eighteen bronze men's turmoil and rushed around. More than ten mature copper sticks danced and burst at him one after another, making whistle and whistle.

"Good come!"

Lin Yang roared wildly, shocking the earth, and the mace was wrapped in strong force to resist the fierce attack of the bronze man.

"Bang bang bang..." The explosion sounded one after another, and several cooked copper sticks were knocked away, and the monks couldn't help but retreated back.

Lin Yang's body was like lightning, and his legs were spinning and kicked out. Five of them were kicked away, spitting blood and falling to the ground, screaming in pain.

Many members of Lin were shocked and thought that this kid was indeed well-known and was too fierce. If this continues, I am afraid that the Eighteen Bronze Man will not be able to stop him.

Everyone put all their hopes on Monk Yin. After all, the other party was the strongest and might be able to suppress Lin Yang and lead a group of brothers to hurt him.

He glanced at him and saw the monk flying up and roaring, "Heaven and Earth are invincible, and the enemy is slaughtering demons!"

Countless stick shadows appeared in the air, hitting Lin Yang like a vast sky, extremely fierce.

The Shaolin members all lit up their eyes and secretly praised them, because they used their ultimate moves, and other bronze men also cooperated with tacit understanding, and rods roared and launched fierce attacks from all directions, with a rushing momentum.

Instead of not having any fear, Lin Yang was extremely arrogant and cursed, "Do you all want to be beaten? I will help you."

Suddenly, he rushed upwards, and as the mace swung, powerful energy burst out.

There was only a loud bang, and many monks' cooked copper sticks were knocked away. Because of the worst consequence, they failed to do anything to their opponents. Instead, they were hit by a mace on their shoulders, their bones broke, and they screamed and fell to the ground.

The following performance was equivalent to Lin Yang's performance. After punching and kicking, none of the eighteen bronze men were spared. They all fell to the ground in injuries and howled in pain. It was a terrible sight.

"OK!"

The supporters cheered loudly in excitement, echoing in the valley for a long time.

Lin Yang stood outside the mountain gate, with his feet tilted with bronze men, which made him look taller and taller, just like Shura in the world. He said coldly, "I have seen that the Eighteen Bronze Men are very weak, but they are regarded as a sign by Shaolin, which is very disappointing."

The famous Eighteen Bronze Man suffered a crushing defeat in history, which made many Lin members feel dull and looked at Lin Yang with anger, wishing to tear him to pieces.

Master Juehui was so angry that he said angrily: "You should carry them away quickly, it's embarrassing."

Many disciples hurried forward, raised Yin and others, and quickly walked into the courtyard.

Lin Yang said in a deep voice: "I have already passed the first level.

Let’s start the second level now, which expert of Prajna Hall will fight?"

Master Juehui's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he said in a sequel: "Let me take action, and you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance."

Lin Yang sneered and said arrogantly: "I originally wanted to stop until I was about to stop losing too badly. Since you said that, I will break your legs, which is a punishment for you to attack the Phoenix Palace."

This kid is so crazy! Many Lin members were indignant and frowned, thinking that it would be unreasonable if they didn't destroy him.

"Little beast, if I don't beat you to a disabled person, I will not be a human being."

Master Juehui's lungs were about to explode, and suddenly his temperament changed drastically, and he rushed forward like a crazy beast.

The vajra swayed out the light of the sky, covering Lin Yang's body, as if the Buddha's light shone everywhere, overwhelming the evil demons.

"You are not worthy!"

After saying this disdainfully, Lin Yang swung his mace to fight back, and the two masters at the level of the master clashed fiercely, and were full of dangers.

In an instant, seven or eight moves passed. Master Juehui, who had extremely high skills, did not take any advantage, but instead fell into a disadvantage, which shocked many members of the forest. He muttered in his heart, "That kid is going to go against the will of heaven!" Master Juehui felt even more pressure and was anxious. If he was really defeated by the other party, his reputation for life was destroyed. He had to use a killer move to directly destroy this kid, otherwise he would inevitably have long dreams.

Having an idea in his heart, he decided to fight hard and roar, "The devil is born from the heart, and the Buddha shines on the lotus!"

The vajra suddenly smashed out, and the light was dazzling. It seemed that the phantom of a giant lotus throne appeared in the air. There was a bottomless black hole in the middle, which could swallow everything and cover Lin Yang.

Seeing this scene, Long Qianqian and others were shocked and secretly worried about Lin Yang. The old monk, as a top master of Prajna Hall, was indeed too strong! Many Lin members were excited and excited. Master Juehui finally took action. No one could resist this trick. Lin Yang was either dead or injured. It depends on how arrogant you are. It would be good to be able to save your life.

Both sides paid close attention to it and wanted to see how Lin Yang responded, but he saw that this man was not panicked. His whole body was like a sharp blade unsheathed, showing his sharpness and murderous intentions all over the sky.

"Avici Hell, the Netherworld Flower!"

As Lin Yang roared and used the Shura Evil Absolute Achievement, the black edge suddenly surged, rushed into the lotus throne like a tornado, and then suddenly exploded, like a strange giant flower blooming, and then a big explosion occurred.

"Boom boom boom!"

The broken sharpness spread like autumn wind, forcing everyone to retreat in panic, with a look of horror on their faces.

Looking at Master Juehui again, he had already spitted blood from his mouth and dyed the monk's robe red. The vajra flew out of his hands and fell into the distance, staggering, obviously very injured.

Lin Yang was unscathed, his figure came over like a ghost, waved his mace again, and his sharp edge fell on the old guy's right leg. With a click, Master Juehui was broken and fell to the ground.

"Ah..." Many members of Lin exclaimed, but they never expected that this would be the case. Master Juehui suffered a severe injury and even had his legs broken.

They were interested in checking Master Juehui's injuries, but they were afraid of Lin Yang who was like a ferocious god. They did not dare to act rashly. Someone ran into the temple quickly and reported to the abbot.

After all, things are getting big, and no one present can stop Lin Yang. The abbot must take charge of it himself.

The opposite was cheering like thunder, hundreds of people were so excited that they cheered loudly.

"Young Master Lin is majestic and domineering, and the old thing is vulnerable!"
Chapter completed!