Fang Lingqian was trembling with anger, and the acupuncture points on his body emitted a dazzling light, trying to break out of Xiang Chunan's palm.
Xiang Chunan's palm was as big as a house, emitting 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. .
¡°Bah bang.¡±
The bones in Fang Lingqian's body exploded, and he couldn't help but 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 is 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 the heaven world showed a look of cold anger and said: "Which realm of monks are you two?"
Xiang Chunan raised his head and chest and said, "Your Grandpa Xiang is not from any world."
In the eyes of the four-winged angel, Xiang Chunan did not dare to declare his family status, saying: "No matter which realm you come from, I advise you to let go of Fang Lingqian immediately, kneel down to 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 spirit and will were 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 any longer. 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 Holy Kings. They took out the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact and inspired 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 stimulated the power of the three radiant perfections.
Xiang Chunan's other palm grabbed it first. Before King Nanjin'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.
"Hurry up and attack him."
King Nanjin roared, placing his hope on the other holy kings. Once they launch attacks, they will definitely 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 flags of the formation flew in the wind, releasing a dazzling fire, 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 diskwas taken away by him!"
The dozen or so holy kings stared at the human scholar in 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 too weird. 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.
On the other side, Xiang Chunan captured Fang Lingqian with one hand and pinched King Nanjin with the other, squeezing them until they were bleeding and howling until their bones protruded from their flesh and blood.
Throwing the two of them to the ground, Xiang Chunan patted his bloody palms, still angry in his heart, and said: "How dare a bullshit character make Grandpa Xiang kowtow and admit his mistake? Bah!"
In the distance, the holy king creatures of the heaven faction are all angry.
Fang Lingqian and King Nanjin 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 dares to go upThe expression on the King's face was extremely ugly, as if he was mourning his 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.
However, he did not dare to offend Feng Yan.
So 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 there is even half a word of lies, 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 faction also stared at Yang Xu with gritted teeth. Apparently, they too were deceived.
Yang Xu's face turned extremely pale, her vision went dark, and she fainted directly to the ground.
As a Holy King, of course Yang Xu couldn't have really fainted on his own, but was knocked unconscious by Yu Wenjing's dark energy.
Yang Xu doesn¡¯t seem to be a tough guy at first glance. He is no match for Feng Yan. Maybe Feng Yan can scare him into confusion with just a few words and say something he shouldn¡¯t.
Only when he faints can 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. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com