Fang Lingqian was trembling with anger, and the acupoints on his body emitted a dazzling light, trying to break out of Xiang Chunan's palm.
Xiang Chunan's hand was as big as a house, emitting a strong magic light. A simple grasp made it impossible for the holy energy in Fang Lingqian's body to circulate. The rules of the holy way were imprisoned, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.
.
"Pop."
The bones in Fang Lingqian's body exploded, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable roar.
Yang Xu was so frightened that her legs were sore and weak.
Fang Lingqian is a well-known God of War in the sky orbit world. Many old guys who have lived for thousands of years are very afraid of him. However, such a person was easily captured by a black fool. Killing him was as easy as killing a chicken and a dog.
The dozen or so creatures who came with Yang Xu finally realized that the two people in front of them were not simple people. They were definitely not unknown people. They were probably from the top powerful world.
However, as members of the Paradise Faction, they have nothing to fear.
The four-winged angel from heaven showed cold anger and said: "Which realm are you two monks?"
Xiang Chunan raised his head and chest, and said: "Your grandfather Xiang is not from any world."
In the eyes of the four-winged angel, Xiang Chunan did not dare to declare his family status, and said: "No matter which realm you come from, I advise you to let go of Fang Lingqian immediately, kneel down, admit your mistake, and offer half of your holy soul. This is your
The only way to survive today!"
Fang Lingqian's whole body was in severe pain, and his mental and willpower was almost blurred. He said in a trembling voice: "Brother Nanjin... don't talk nonsense with him. Just turn this black bastard... into a saint slave... ah..."
The four-winged angel named "Nanjin King" realized that Fang Lingqian could no longer bear it anymore, so if he continued to delay, he said that he might not really be crushed to death by that black idiot.
King Nanjin was not sure of defeating Xiang Chunan, so he said: "Let's do it together and kill that black fool first. I will bear all the consequences."
The members of the Heaven Realm faction who came to stand up for Yang Xu were all Saint Kings. They took out the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact to inspire the power of perfection, but they did not dare to attack them all for fear of accidentally killing Fang Lingqian.
King Nanjin took out a golden holy whip and instantly inspired the power of three radiant perfections.
Xiang Chunan's other palm grabbed it first, and before King Nan Jin's golden whip could be struck, it was wrapped in the demonic palm.
King Nan Jin was inexplicably horrified and quickly activated the talismans on his body, trying to resist the evil hand so as not to follow in Fang Lingqian's footsteps.
"Bang bang."
The talismans kept exploding into pieces, unable to stop the devil's hand at all.
"Hurry up and attack him."
King Nanjin shouted, placing his hope on the other holy kings. Once they launch attacks, they will be able to contain the black fool. Only in this way can he have hope of getting out of trouble.
Zhang Ruochen stopped practicing, took out the Eighteen Formation Flags, and planted them on the ground.
The formation flags fluttered in the wind, releasing scorching flames, like eighteen divine fire torches burning, blocking all the ten thousand patterned sacred weapons shot by more than a dozen holy kings.
Then Zhang Ruochen walked into the space maze unhurriedly, used space distortion, collected the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact they shot, and used the Pure Extinguishing Divine Fire to refine the aura on the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact.
"Oops, I lost touch with the Phoenix Burial Bell."
"The secret disc...was taken away by him!"
The dozen or so holy kings stared at the human scholar in great shock, then looked at his empty hands, and then hurriedly stepped back.
Because of the obstruction of the eighteen formation flags, they did not sense the spatial fluctuations. They only felt that the holy technique used by Zhang Ruochen was so weird that no one dared to use the holy weapon anymore.
"Bang."
Like broken copper and iron, Zhang Ruochen threw more than a dozen sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns on the ground and piled them into a small pile.
At the other end, Xiang Chunan captured Fang Lingqian with one hand and pinched King Nanjin with the other, squeezing them until blood dripped from them, howling incessantly, and the bones protruding from the flesh.
Throwing the two of them to the ground, Xiang Chunan clapped his bloody palms, still angry in his heart, and said: "How dare you make Grandpa Xiang kowtow and admit your mistakes for such a bullshit character? Bah!"
In the distance, the saint king creatures of the heaven faction were all furious.
Fang Lingqian and King Nan Jin are both bullshit, so who are they? This black fool is too arrogant!
Xiang Chunan glared at them and said, "What are you looking at? Grandpa Xiang, I'm not just targeting the two of them, but all of you. Bullshit, it's all bullshit. Come on, come and beat me if you have the guts?"
No one dared to step forward. The black idiot was so strong that he could easily defeat Fang Lingqian and King Nanjin. It was even easier to deal with them.
The nearby monks from all walks of life were watching the battle. At first, they felt that Xiang Chunan and Zhang Ruochen were going to be in bad luck.
The current result left them stunned and speechless.
"That black idiot is so powerful that even some of the world's leaders may not be his opponents."
"That human scholar is also very powerful. He took away more than a dozen sacred artifacts with thousands of patterns in just a few seconds. His method is extraordinary."
"It's unbelievable that someone dares to challenge the faction in the paradise world. Couldn't they also be members of a faction that dominates the world?"
"Even if he's not, he's probably from one of the top 100 big worlds, otherwise he's looking for death."
…
A divine disciple wearing a crane's blue sky robe rushed over with several first-class disciples wearing unicorn blue cloud robes.
That divine disciple was tall and thin, with eight golden pythons wrapped around his waist. His aura was quite huge, far surpassing that of Fang Lingqian and King Nan Jin.
This person is none other than Yu Wenjing.
Back then, Zhang Ruochen attacked the Moon God Dojo and captured a large number of evil masters from the Yin and Yang Palace. Yu Wenjing, as a monk from the Yin and Yang Realm, came forward to threaten and warn Zhang Ruochen.
It is for this reason that Zhang Ruochen was deeply impressed by this divine disciple.
Seeing Yu Wenjing coming, Yang Xu and the monks from the Heaven Realm faction were overjoyed. From among them, a female saint king who was in the realm of the three-step saint king walked out and greeted Yu Wenjing. She whispered to Yu Wenjing.
Yu Wenjing's eyes became increasingly gloomy and he nodded.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Wenjing talked to Yang Xu again and continued to ask some questions.
The monks around saw that the divine disciple who came over was Yu Wenjing, and they immediately understood that the black fool and the human scholar were going to suffer a big loss today.
Although Yin Yang Realm is not a member of the Heaven Realm faction, the two sides have always been on good terms, so how could they not be biased?
Sure enough, Yu Wenjing only listened to one side of the Heaven Realm faction and immediately ordered: "Arrest these two madmen who disrupted the free trading park. If they dare to resist, they will be killed without mercy."
The two first-class disciples rushed forward with the Holy Binding Lock in hand.
"Grandpa Xiang, I have done nothing wrong. I will kill anyone who dares to arrest me."
Xiang Chunan's anger became even stronger. He clenched his fists and was about to punch them all one by one.
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, he must not be impulsive.
Feng Yan also rushed over with several first-class disciples. From a distance, he yelled: "You guys should go back first."
The two first-class disciples who were walking towards Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan stopped immediately when they heard Feng Yan's voice. For a moment, they didn't dare to step forward and looked towards Yu Wenjing.
Yu Wenjing frowned. Although Feng Yan was a first-class disciple, his status was higher than that of some divine disciples. He was a person who must not be offended.
Yu Wenjing said: "Junior Brother Feng, what do you mean?"
Facing the powerful Yu Wenjing, Feng Yan was chatting and laughing, saying: "Senior brother Yuwen, why do you want to arrest the two of them?"
Yu Wenjing snorted coldly: "The two of them first injured Yang Xu from the Tiangui Realm and robbed Yang Xu of the treasures. Just now, they severely injured Fang Lingqian and Nanjin King, disrupting the order of the Free Trade Park.
, are arrogant and have no regard for the rules set by the Temple of Truth. Shouldn’t the two of them be arrested?”
Feng Yan smiled and said: "However, the news I received is not like this. It is said that Yang Xu from the Tiangui Realm first deceived the monk surnamed Xiang with a sacred medicine picked from the outside world. That monk surnamed Xiang
The monk got angry, pinched him, and quickly let him go. As for Yang Xu's treasures, they were not robbed, but he threw them there himself."
Yu Wenjing finally heard some clues. Feng Yan was obviously trying to exonerate the two monks. Could it be that those two monks had some unusual relationship with Feng Yan?
Next to him, Yang Xu was very angry and said: "What do you mean by pinching? You put it lightly. His pinch crushed three of my bones..."
"Shut up."
Yu Wenjing glared at Yang Xu, and then said: "Junior Brother Feng said such a thing, does he have evidence?"
"There is no evidence, but there is one witness."
Feng Yan waved his sleeves, and immediately, a first-class disciple came over with the Eight-Armed Spider King.
The Eight-Armed Spider King's expression was extremely ugly, like Sang Kao's concubine. He didn't want to get involved in today's matter at all, and he didn't dare to offend the heaven faction, so he stayed away from it.
However, he did not dare to offend Feng Yan.
Therefore, when Feng Yan sent someone to find him, he had no choice but to rush over obediently.
Feng Yan patted the Eight-Armed Spider King on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Tell everyone what you saw and heard. You must tell the truth. If you lie even half a word, you will be struck by thunder from the sky.
Oh!"
The Eight-Armed Spider King's body trembled slightly, and then he began to speak.
After finishing speaking, not only Yu Wenjing, but also the holy kings of the Heaven Realm faction stared at Yang Xu with gritted teeth. It was obvious that they had also been deceived.
Yang Xu's face turned extremely pale, her vision went dark, and she fainted on the ground.
As a Holy King, of course it was impossible for Yang Xu to really faint on his own, but was knocked unconscious by Yu Wenjing's dark energy.
Yang Xu didn't seem to be a tough guy at first glance, so he was Feng Yan's opponent. Maybe Feng Yan could scare him into confusion with just a few words and say something he shouldn't have said.
Only when he fainted could Yu Wenjing feel relieved.
Yu Wenjing knew Feng Yan's background and didn't want to offend him, so he said: "Since both parties are at fault, why not let them reconcile?"
"Senior Brother Yuwen's proposal is exactly what I want." Feng Yan said with a smile.