"Silly girl?"

The sisters Shinohara Chixue and Shinohara Chihuan were stunned by Chu Lingyun's intimate name.

This was the first time they heard Chu Lingyun call them like that. The two sisters exchanged their eyes mechanically, and their hearts were a little upset.

At this time, Chu Lingyun rushed to the monks surrounding him and said, "For the sake of your mercy to my women, I will also keep my hands!"

"Madman, don't talk nonsense!"

One of the monks who seemed to be leading his two thick eyebrows were almost standing up.

It shows how angry he was.

The six of them formed a small Arhat Formation to attack Chu Lingyun for so long, but they did not hurt him at all. Instead, they almost let Chu Lingyun break the golden bell cover of his and his men!

This made them feel like they were throwing their faces to Java.

It’s really a matter of tolerance, but who can’t bear it!

"hehe!"

Chu Lingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, let out a sneer, and stepped back gently, as if he had no force, but the moment after the soles of his feet fell to the ground, it emitted a terrifying force, which directly cracked the solid road surface.

The next moment, an invisible pressure burst out instantly, covering the six people opposite.

"This... this is still the power that a person in the half-step extreme realm can show? No wonder he can kill Yan Zheng. He is indeed not an ordinary person!"

The monk in charge was shocked and his face became solemn.

"Be careful!" Chu Lingyun smiled at them, his lips slightly opened, "Eight Desolations."

As the sound rang out, the strongest punch among the eight wildernesses was blown out.

boom……

After a thrilling loud noise, the six monks around Chu Lingyun were instantly shocked, and the encirclement formed also collapsed in an instant.

Looking at the collapsed formation, Chu Lingyun frowned slightly.

Although he did not do his best just now and only used 70% of his strength, this kind of power was enough to compete with the existence of the three stars in the extreme realm.

But I didn't expect that I just knocked them out, and did not suffer much substantial damage, and I still had the power to fight again.

The Chinese martial arts are produced in Shaolin, and this sentence is really not wrong.

This Shaolin Formation is indeed extraordinary!

While thinking about this in his heart, Chu Lingyun ignored the Shaolin monks who were defeated by him, and slowly walked to the two sisters Shinohara Chixue and Shinohara Chihuan sisters, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Master, we're fine!" the sisters responded quickly.

Chu Lingyun glanced at their injured parts, rubbed their heads, and said gently: "It's fine. Don't do such stupid things in the future. If you can't beat them, don't beat them. You are much more precious than them!"

Although it was a lovely word, Shinohara Chixue and Shinohara Chihuan sisters were slightly red when they heard it, and their hearts were as if they were slamming. They responded sweetly: "Yes, master!"

"Okay, let me leave the next thing." Chu Lingyun smiled, then turned his eyes to the Eighteen Arhats, and became cold and fierce again.

At this moment, the eighteen Arhats have gathered together again, with a cold expression and are ready to go.

Obviously, they also realized Chu Lingyun's strong strength. They and others could not defeat this terrible young man with the Little Armor Formation alone.

So, they gathered together and began to prepare to launch their strongest killer weapon - the Eighteen Golden Body Arhat Formation.

When the eighteen people took their positions to put out the formation, a solemn aura burst out, as if the space around them was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, which made people feel a little breathless.

"Amitabha!"

The monks recited the Buddha's name in unison.

As the sound fell, the strong wind emptied and stirred up, and the monk's robes flew around and flew.

The next moment, Chu Lingyun felt several indescribable forces coming towards him, extremely oppressive.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was an invisible hand in the sky that wanted to press his entire body into the ground.

The formation composed of eighteen monks is not as simple as one plus one.

If they fought alone, Chu Lingyun could completely press them all to the ground and rub them within a few minutes.

But after forming the formation, their strength had undergone earth-shaking changes, and even Chu Lingyun felt huge pressure.

"Ha! What an Eighteen Arhat Formation. I'll come here for a while today to see how powerful it is."

The pressure this formation brought to him was not worse than that of Yonghui, and there was also a strange sense of restraint, which forced Chu Lingyun to cheer up and take it seriously.

The sisters Shinohara Chixue and Shinohara Chihuan also felt the changes in the field, and their faces changed drastically.

Just as they were hesitating whether to take help, a Bentley suddenly drove quickly from the bottom of the mountain.

"Didi!"

The sound of horns suddenly rang on the empty road. Yonghui and Yan Tiannan, who were fighting fiercely, blasted out at the other side with one move, and then retreated.

The Bentley car roared, and a beautiful tail swing stopped steadily between them, and then the door opened with a click.

I saw a white-haired old woman with the crutch and an old man slowly got out of the car.

After the old man got off the car, he looked at Yonghui coldly, snorted with disdain, then walked towards Chu Lingyun and said with a smile:

"Brother Chu, we have been waiting for you for a long time. Seeing that you haven't come back for so long, I plan to come and pick you up in person. I didn't expect this to happen."

"Hello, Mr. Chu! The old woman is polite." The old woman who followed her smiled and nodded to Chu Lingyun.

Looking at the visitor, Chu Lingyun's tense face slightly relaxed, and she couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Wushi, Old Lady Ma, why are you walking together?"

The two people who came were none other than Nangong Wushi and the Long family's conversation with Mrs. Ma Tianling and Ma.

Nangong Wushi laughed: "Haha, Old Lady Ma went to my house before, and it just so happened that you were coming too, so I thought that instead of waiting for you at home, it would be better to come and pick you up in person."

When Nangong Wushi said this, he looked at the Eighteen Arhats with contempt, and then said to Yonghui in a cold voice: "Yonghui Bald Donkey, what are you doing? Could it be that you still want to block the road and rob?!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in Yonghui's eyes and he said in a deep voice: "Donor Nangong, donor Ma, you should be very clear about what I am doing here. I hope you two families should not interfere in this matter, otherwise..."

"Other way, what can you do if I interfere today?" Nangong Wushi directly interrupted his words, flashed, and appeared in front of him in an instant, and said with a sneer on his face:

"Old bald donkey, if I take people away today, what do you have? Or do you dare to have any opinions?"
Chapter completed!