Fang Lingqian was so angry that he shivered. The acupoints on his body emitted dazzling light, trying to rush out of Xiang Chunan's palm.

Xiang Chunan's palm was as huge as a house, emitting a strong magic light. He grabbed it simply, but it made the holy energy in Fang Lingqian's body unable to operate. The rules of the holy path were imprisoned, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

"Paipa."

The bones in Fang Lingqian's body exploded, and he couldn't help but roar in his mouth.

Poplar was so scared that he shivered and his legs were sore and weak.

Fang Lingqian is a famous war god in the Tiangui Realm. Many old guys who have lived for thousands of years are very afraid of him, but such a person is easily captured by a black fool. Killing him is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.

More than a dozen creatures who followed Yang Xu finally realized that the two people in front of him were not simple, they were definitely not names, and they were likely from the top power world.

However, as members of the Heavenly Realm faction, they are fearless.

The four-winged angel from the Heaven Realm showed a cold and angry look and said, "Which realm are you two monks?"

Xiang Chunan raised his head and said, "Your Grandpa Xiang does not come from any world."

In the eyes of the four-winged angel, Xiang Chunan did not dare to report himself to his home and said, "No matter which world you come from, I advise you to let Fang Lingqian go immediately, and kneel down to admit your mistakes and offer half of the holy soul. This is your only way to live today!"

Fang Lingqian's whole body was in great pain, his mental and will almost blurred, and he said tremblingly: "Brother Nan Jin... don't talk nonsense with him, just turn this black mess into a holy slave... ah..."

The four-winged angel named "King of Nanjin" realized that Fang Lingqian was about to bear it, so he continued to delay and said that he might not be really pinned to death by the black fool.

The King of Southern Jin was not sure of defeating Xiang Chunan, so he said, "Go to do it together and kill that black lancet first. All the consequences will be borne by me."

The members of the Heavenly Realm faction who came to stand out for Yang Xu were all Saint Kings. They took out the holy artifacts of thousands of patterns and inspired the perfect power, but they did not dare to bombard them all, worried about killing Fang Lingqian by chance.

The Southern Jin King took out a golden holy whip and instantly stimulated the perfect power of the Three Yaos.

Xiang Chunan grabbed the other palm first. Before the Southern Jin King's golden whip was attacked, it was wrapped in the demonic palm.

The King of Nanjin was inexplicably shocked and quickly inspired the talismans on his body, trying to resist the demonic hands so as not to follow Fang Lingqian's footsteps.

"Bang bang."

The talismans kept bursting and could not stop the demon's hand.

"Let's take action quickly and attack him."

The King of Nanjin yelled and placed his hope on other holy kings. Once they attacked, they would definitely be able to restrain Heilangzi. Only in this way can he have hope of getting out of trouble.

Zhang Ruochen stopped practicing, beat the Eighteen Formation Flags and inserted them on the ground.

The formation flag flew in the wind, releasing a dazzling fire, like eighteen divine fire torches burning, blocking all the holy weapons that more than ten holy kings made.

Then Zhang Ruochen walked into the space maze without any haste, used the space distortion to collect the sacred artifact they made, and used the purified divine fire to refine the aura on the sacred artifact.

"Oh no, I lost my senses with Zang Fengzhong."

"He took it away!"

The more than ten saints stared at the human scholar in shock, looked at the empty hands again, and then quickly retreated backwards.

Because of the barrier of the eighteen array flags, they did not sense the fluctuations in space. They only felt that the holy artwork used by Zhang Ruochen was too strange, and no one dared to shoot out the holy weapon anymore.

"Bang."

Just like broken copper and iron, Zhang Ruochen threw more than ten thousand-patterned holy artifacts on the ground and piled them up in a small pile.

On the other side, Xiang Chunan captured Fang Lingqian with one hand and pinched the Nanjin King with the other, pinching them to the point of blood and howling continuously, and his bones protruded from the flesh before he could stop.

Throwing the two of them on the ground, Xiang Chunan patted his bloody palms, and his anger was still in decline, saying, "A bullshit character, dare to make Grandpa Xiang kowtow and admit his mistake? Bah!"

In the distance, the holy king creatures of the Heavenly Realm faction were all angry.

Fang Lingqian and the King of Nan Jin are both bullshits, so what are they? This black fool is a bit too arrogant!

Xiang Chunan glared at them and said, "What are you looking at? Grandpa Xiang, I am not only targeting them, but saying that you are all. It's all bullshit. Come on, come and hit me if you have the guts?"

No one dared to step forward. The black lancet was so perverted that he could easily beat Fang Lingqian and the King of Nan Jin. It would be even easier to deal with them.

Cultivators from all walks of life nearby were watching the battle. At first, they felt that Xiang Chunan and Zhang Ruochen were in trouble.

The result now made them dumbfounded and shocked.

"That Black Lamb is too powerful, and some leaders of the big world may not be his opponents."

"That human scholar is also very strong. With just raising his hand, he took away more than ten thousand-patterned holy artifacts, with extraordinary means."

"It's incredible that someone dares to challenge the faction in the Heaven Realm. They are not also members of a faction that dominates the world, right?"

"Even if it is not, it probably comes from the top 100 big world, otherwise it's just looking for death."

...

A divine disciple wearing a crane and a blue sky robe rushed over with several first-class disciples wearing a kirin and a blue cloud robe.

The disciple of the Divine Legend was tall and thin, with eight golden dragon pythons wrapped around his waist, and his aura was quite huge, far beyond Fang Lingqian and Nanjin King.

This person is Yuwen Jing.

At the beginning, Zhang Ruochen attacked the Next Moon God Dojo and captured a large number of evil powerhouses from the Yin and Yang Hall. As a monk in the Yin and Yang Realm, Yuwen Jing once came forward to threaten and warn Zhang Ruochen.

It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Ruochen has a deep impression of this disciple of the Divine Legend.

Seeing Yuwen Jing coming, Yang Xu and the monks from the Heavenly Realm were overjoyed. From them, they walked out of a three-step holy king realm and greeted him, whispering to Yuwen Jing.

Yuwen Jing's eyes became more and more gloomy and he nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Wenjing talked with Yang Xu and continued to ask some questions.

When the monks around saw that the disciple of the divine deity was Yu Wenjing, they immediately realized that the black lancet and the human scholar today would suffer a great loss.

Although the Yin-Yang Realm is not a member of the Heaven Realm faction, the two sides have always had a good relationship, so how could they not be biased?

Sure enough, Yuwen Jing listened to the words of one party in the Heavenly Realm faction and immediately ordered: "Catch these two madmen who disrupt the Free Trade Park. If they dare to resist, they will kill them."

The two first-class disciples rushed up with the Holy Lock in their hands.

"Grandpa Xiang, I did nothing wrong. Whoever dares to arrest me will kill anyone."

Xiang Chunan's anger became even stronger. He clenched his fists and punched them one by one, blowing them all out.

Zhang Ruochen stopped him, knowing that if Xiang Chunan really killed the disciples of the Temple of Truth, the consequences would be very serious. At this time, you must not be impulsive.

Feng Yan also rushed over with several first-class disciples, and from afar, he scolded: "You guys come back first."

The first-class disciples who walked towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan stopped immediately when they heard Feng Yan's voice. For a moment, they did not dare to go forward and looked over to Yuwen Jing.

Yu Wenjing frowned. Although Feng Yan was a first-class disciple, his status was higher than that of some divine disciples and he was a person who must not be offended.

Yuwen Jing said: "Junior Brother Feng, what do you mean?"

Facing Yu Wen Jing with a strong aura, Feng Yan was chatting and laughing, saying, "Senior Brother Yuwen, why should you arrest them?"

Yu Wenjing snorted coldly: "They two first injured Yang Xu from the Tiangui Realm and snatched Yang Xu's treasures. Just now, they took action to seriously injure Fang Lingqian and the King of Nanjin, disrupting the order of the Free Trade Park, and were arrogant and did not take the rules set by the Temple of Truth seriously. Shouldn't they be arrested?"

Feng Yan smiled and said, "But the news I received is not like this. It is said that Yang Xu from Tiangui Realm first deceived the monk named Xiang with a holy medicine picked from the outside. The monk named Xiang was furious and pinched him and quickly let him go. As for Yang Xu's treasures, they were not stolen, but were thrown away by himself."

Yuwen Jing had heard some clues, and Feng Yan was clearly washing away the two monks. Could it be that those two monks had any extraordinary relationship with Feng Yan?

Next to him, Yang Xu was very angry and said, "What does it mean to pinch it? You said it lightly. His slashed my bones three times..."

"Shut up."

Yuwen Jing glared at Yang Xu, then said, "Mr. Feng said this, is there any evidence?"

"There is no evidence, but there is one witness."

Feng Yan waved his sleeves, and then a first-class disciple came over with the Eight-Armed Spider King.

The Eight-Armed Spider King's expression was extremely difficult to see. He felt like he was losing his parents. He didn't want to stick to what happened today, and he didn't dare to offend the factions in the Heaven Realm, so he avoided it from afar.

However, he didn't dare to offend Feng Yan either.

Therefore, when Feng Yan sent someone to come to him, he had to come over honestly.

Feng Yan patted the Eight-Armed Spider King's shoulder and smiled and said, "Tell me what you see and hear to everyone. Be sure to tell the truth. If there is a half-word false statement, it will be struck by lightning!"

The eight-armed Spider King's body trembled slightly, and then began to tell the story.

After the talk, not only Yu Wen Jing, but also the holy kings of the Heavenly Realm faction stared at Yang Xu with gritted teeth. Obviously, they were also deceived.

Yang Xu's face was extremely pale, and his eyes turned black and he fainted on the ground.

As the Holy King, Yang Xu certainly couldn't have fainted by himself, but was shocked by Yuwen Jing's secret force.

Yang Xu was obviously not a tough guy, and he was not Feng Yan's opponent. Maybe Feng Yan's words could shock him to say something he shouldn't have said.

Only when he fainted could Yuwen Jing feel more at ease.

Yuwen Jing knew Feng Yan's background and did not want to offend him, so he said, "Since both sides are wrong, why not let them reconcile?"
Chapter completed!