1401 Subduing the Dragon and Liwei

1401 Subduing the Dragon and Liwei

"It's just...these people can't pass."

Zen Master Tianyin pointed to the other people in Ragnarok and said.

"Why? Old monk, you said that there is no limit to the number of people who can pass through the barrier. Do you regret it now?"

Abel looked at Zen Master Tianyin with extreme displeasure. Isn't this great monk a bit too annoying? Even if he regretted it, it was useless, he must take these cannon fodder to find the Nine-Tailed Shenhu! Without these people, Abel even felt that it was difficult to restrain Li Fan. The 500 million has already been spent, if Li Fan regrets it, it will be terrible!

"Amitabha... You are not strong enough. Even if you go, you will surely die. We are Buddhists, and it is important to save all sentient beings, but how can we let you go and die in vain?"

"So long-winded! In short, rules are rules. You are a monk. Didn't you say that monks can't lie?"

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

Zen Master Tianyin and his two younger brothers, Tian Que and Tian Huan, all three stood in front of the main entrance leading to the Demon Sealing Hill.

"ha!"

The eighteen monks also took out their long sticks in unison and aimed at them.

"It's ridiculous, you want to stop us? Just rely on you monks?"

Abel laughed, he didn't pay attention to these monks at all. Now that the agencies are gone, what else can they do?

"Come on, let these ignorant monks know how powerful we are!"

Abel looked at these monks as if they were facing an enemy, and guessed that they were afraid of him. He and Elizabeth took the lead and led everyone to rush through the barrier.

At this moment, the mob became excited again, roaring, and rushed towards Zen Master Tianyin and the others. But at this moment, Zen Master Tianyin's originally gentle eyes suddenly burst out with two bright lights! From Li Fan's point of view, it was like seeing the two high beam lights on the front of the opponent's car at night, which made people feel uneasy.

"Roar!"

The old monk suddenly let out a lion's roar, and a powerful internal force burst out, directly impacting on these people!

Except for Abel and Elizabeth, everyone was blown out instantly and fell everywhere.

"What?"

Abel looked at his companions who were blown around, and his heart was shocked. Not only these cannon fodder, even he himself was blown away several meters away. If he hadn't been stuck in the ground with a long spear, I'm afraid he would have to fly out too.

Elizabeth also grabbed the ground with her gloves, and her fingers had already been inserted into the floor. The two looked at each other, and they both saw consternation in each other's eyes.

Unbelievable... Is this all right? The old monk is so fierce, what should we do?

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Tianyin stood there and said, "Everyone, please stay still."

"Li Fan, you took the money!"

Abel had no choice but to ask Li Fan for help again. He was also a little annoyed that he couldn't even beat a monk!

Li Fan could see clearly that this old monk was also a semi-saint in strength, and his two senior brothers should be about the same. The eighteen monks around them should be as strong as a generation of grandmasters, but united, it seems to be a strange formation that can strengthen their mutual skill. Together, these people seemed to be trying to deal with himself and Murong Ying. As for Abel and the others, although they are strong, their combat effectiveness is not good.

"Okay, take people's money and help them eliminate disasters."

Li Fan picked up his Chunbo sword again, and Zen Master Tianyin looked at Li Fan with a serious expression, "Benefactor, if you act rashly, this crime will fall on you."

"Why? I just use money to do things."

Li Fan blinked his eyes, pretending not to understand.

"The benefactor is as intelligent as a torch, so he naturally knows what I mean."

The old monk stared at Li Fan intently, "If you act, you will let them die. Why should the benefactor bear this sin?"

"Ha, didn't you just say that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Amitabha... the benefactor is eloquent, which the old monk can't match. But if the benefactor wants to forcefully break through the barrier, even if I risk my life, I will keep you guys behind."

"Why, won't you let me go?"

"The two benefactors are free to come and go, and I will not stop them. But these people really can't."

"Hey, since that's the case, let me defeat you first."

Li Fan waved his hand, drew his sword out of its sheath, and pointed it at the old monk, "Seven Heroes Villa Li Fan, challenge your temple!"

"Amitabha, in this case, please enlighten me."

Zen Master Tianyin brought his brothers and eighteen monks together to face Li Fan.

Holding the Chunbo sword, Li Fan suddenly drew forward, his body was like a flash of lightning, and quickly moved towards Zen Master Tianyin.

"ha!"

Zen Master Tianyin did the same thing, opened his mouth directly, let out a roar and a lion's roar, and charged towards Li Fan!

But Li Fan slashed his sword directly, and a powerful sword energy was brought up in an instant, cutting the old monk's sound wave in half.

But Zen Master Tianyin seemed to have expected this a long time ago. Standing there, together with the two Zen masters beside him, he uttered the lion's roar again!

"Roar!"

The roars of the three of them joined together, and the powerful internal force curled up the sound waves, coming faster and more fiercely, and Li Fan didn't even have time to strike ahead of time. His body was directly sent flying by the lion's roar, and fell into the distance. Behind him, eighteen monks had been waiting for a long time. The eighteen monks all roared, the long sticks in their hands churned together, and hit Li Fan together!

These eighteen monks moved together with an astonishing momentum, with the faint sound of wind and thunder.

"when!"

Li Fan turned around and swung his sword. In just a short moment, he stabbed more than ten swords, abruptly throwing away all the long sticks of all the monks. Then he rolled over again, hanging over the monks' heads.

Dragons are dancing!

Li Fan stabbed eighteen more swords in the blink of an eye, each of which accurately hit a monk's wrist, causing them to throw away the long stick in their hands in pain.

The eighteen monks silently retreated to the side without saying a word. They knew that Li Fan had shown mercy. If he had stabbed the throat instead of the wrist, the monks would have gone to see the Buddha.

"Amitabha……"

Zen Master Tianyin couldn't help but praise, "The benefactor has such a handsome swordsmanship. I don't know what kind of swordsmanship the benefactor practiced? Who did he learn from?"

"Twelve Swords Subduing the Dragon."

Li Fan smiled, "There is no master, I created a sword technique myself, which made all the masters laugh at me."

"Amitabha……"

Zen Master Tianyin finally looked a little surprised, "I never thought that the benefactor would have such comprehension at such a young age, and create such powerful swordsmanship!"

"The master has won the prize."

Li Fan cupped his hands, "Compared to the pure and powerful lion's roar magic skill of the master, this little trick of mine is nothing to worry about."