The person at the front of the five was the black man in red robe.
The man's hands were extremely dexterous and his punches were extremely quick. After all, Ye Yiran was not very familiar with the demon-killing boxing technique.
After the exchange of blows, or just a face-to-face encounter, the latter was hit in the chest with a palm.
Ye Yiran felt a pain in the palm of his chest, like a burning charcoal.
Even the body seems to be of little use.
Another big eagle with pure black fur flew over her head and pecked hard at the green-like emerald eyes.
The other man, who was incredibly burly, stretched out his body and his clothes were instantly torn.
Under his armpits, there are actually two arms as thick as a woman's waist!
The four-armed man moved as fast as thunder, clamping down on Ye Yiran's body like a mountain bearing down on him.
The giant man said in a naive voice: "I caught her, I'll beat you as you like!"
When the short man saw this, he laughed playfully and hit Ye Yiran on the head again and again with the fishing rod.
Every time, the force is balanced and heavy, merciless, just like the old monk in the temple knocking the wooden fish.
The man with hands made of fine iron was hitting Ye Yiran's abdomen with all his strength. The black eagle he was raising was pecking at Ye Yiran's eyes desperately.
The man in red and black charcoal slapped Ye Yiran's chest firmly with his palms as hot as a branding iron.
How could Ye Yiran, a princess of a country, have ever suffered such humiliation and torture?
She was miserable.
It hurt so much that tears fell down.
The bald man with a strong beard laughed loudly and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way quickly, I will perform a 'peeling off the dragon's tendons' for you!"
The iron-hand man and the charcoal man seemed to recognize the bald man's ability, and they both got out of the way obediently.
The bearded man had a ferocious smile on his face and flew up.
At this time, the giant-like silly strong man suddenly shouted: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
All four of his muscular arms were seen falling to the ground at this moment.
As expected, it was Ling Zhen who killed him with his sword energy.
As a result, the red-haired and blue-eyed princess of the Western Regions broke free from her bonds and regained the ability to fight.
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Qingpao Ke killed the thief brazenly.
First, there was the giant man with all four arms broken. By now, his head had fallen to the ground, and his huge body fell into a pool of blood.
Then without even blinking, Ling Zhen pulled out the entire spine of the man who threatened to "peele the dragon's tendons" from his body.
In his right hand, which was stained with scarlet human blood, he held a spine of white bones.
The scene was horrifying.
The young man in green robe sneered, put the human bone far away, and continued.
Ling Zhen screamed at the top of his lungs and shouted at the remaining people: "The others, come up quickly and die for me!"
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The Confucian sage Fei Ren has been surrounded by ten Legalist monks.
With one person's Confucian spirit, he can withstand a towering Legalist spirit array.
Dharma Saint Du Yinbai, wearing a silver crown on his head, ordered: "Don't stop for a moment, you must crush this guy to death!"
There are countless monks in the world, and "qi practitioners" are one of them. There is nothing special about them. It's just that they never practice weapons or fists, but only focus on practicing qi.
A truly special group of people.
He is a Qi practitioner from the Six Religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Mohism, Magic and Military.
Just because the six trainers of Qi are able to enjoy the unique Qi of the Six Religions, they can turn the Qi into their own cultivation.
Those who practice diligently in the Six Religions can even achieve many things that other monks of the same realm are determined to be unable to do.
For example, eternal light, indestructible diamond, eternal beauty, etc.
The "saints" of a sect are inherited by the founder of the sect by chance, and they are the first to get close to the water, and they have the most energy in a sect.
Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, Mohism, War, and Dharma, the six saints have the ability to embezzle the energy of heaven and earth. The more followers of a religion, the stronger the incense, the stronger the cultivation realm of the saints of that religion will be.
Confucius, the founder of Confucianism, also known as the "Sage Master", originally enjoyed the most Qi in the world.
Later, unfortunately, he was jointly attacked by the three sects of Mo, Fa, Bing, and the Yin-Yang family. His physical body was destroyed, and his life was extended for thousands of years with the remnants of his soul.
One person accounts for 90% of the world's awe-inspiring righteousness.
This directly led to the later generations of Confucianism, and no one could rely on the Qi Shu of one religion to enhance their cultivation.
Those Confucian "qi practitioners" who could have lived freely in the world have all become scholars who can only recite scriptures.
After being washed away by the long river of history, Legalism went from being prosperous and prosperous in the beginning to the situation where no one cares about it today.
Du Yinbai, a descendant of Du Ziqin, the founder of Legalism, although he was regarded as a saint of the religion, he did not enjoy much valuable energy and could not achieve anything to reach heaven.
Ten Legalist Qi practitioners who had a rough fate joined forces to form a Qi number formation.
He only lasted for less than half a cup of tea before he was defeated by Fei Ren, who dominated 90% of the Confucian spirit in the world.
Haoran's righteousness swept away.
It passed through the bodies of ten Legalist monks like a cut in half.
Nine Legalist disciples, who were not high in cultivation, vomited blood on the spot.
Legalist sage Du Yinbai was coughing violently for a long time before he managed to regain his breath.
"Hoo, ho ho!"
Dharma Saint Du Yinbai took a few deep breaths, stared at the Confucian saint who was exuding a bright green light, and angrily said: "Don't you Confucians always pay the most attention to 'benevolence'? Killing innocent good people indiscriminately is considered Don't be benevolent! These disciples of mine can no longer be defeated, how about you spare them and I will fight you one on one?"
Feiren thought for a while and felt that this statement was reasonable. He nodded and said: "It's possible, but I can't control the power well. I'm afraid it will still affect the disciples..."
Du Yinbai shook his hand and said in a decent manner: "It doesn't matter, I can create a 'barrier' and we fight inside the barrier, so that it won't affect them."
"Okay, just do as you say."
Fei Ren readily agreed.
Little did he know that he had fallen into a trap.
Du Yinbai said to his disciples: "You all stand down. I am going to fight this Confucian sage one on one. You standing here are too much in the way!"
The Legalist monks who were more or less injured followed their master's words and retreated.
Du Yinbai spread his hands outward, and white air waves dispersed in all directions.
A square, rectangular, snow-white cover soon formed.
There is an open door at the bottom of the hood.
"Confucian sage please come first."
Du Yinbai stretched out his hand and said.
Feiren has a pure heart and an honest and honest nature. Unconsciously, this is a clear trap and he walks into the cover openly.
When he entered the giant gas mask, there was a "pop" sound, and the door was closed.
Du Yinbai laughed suddenly, his voice unspeakably evil and treacherous, "This move of mine is called 'Invite the Emperor into the Urn'! Haha, what Confucian sage is, he is obviously a fool! Hahaha, what a fool!"
The rectangular cover shrinks smaller and smaller.
Du Yinbai's laughter became more and more wild.
