It can't be said that Bai Chuan's life is more valuable than other people's, all living beings are equal, and there is no reason why no one is valuable, but the reason why Tu Nan can say that it doesn't matter how many martial artists he dies, Bai Chuan can't die, is naturally out of high hopes for Confucianism and the future world.

Pure martial arts are there every year, and the martial arts masters of the five realms of heaven are not inferior to him in the whole world, Tu Nan, Wu King Kong and Wang Quan, although they are pure martial arts do not belong to any of the three religions and hundreds of families in the world, but they can be born in Mingren and grow up in Mingren, and they will only be close to Confucianism.

Tu Nan can't say that he has a very good sense of Confucianism, but he has an unusual respect for Bai Ren, which is why he went to the western Xinjiang to shoulder the most difficult errand.

Especially after Bai Ren's comeback, he fought for the common people in the world, and even more so that Tu Nan was willing to smear his liver and brains, why was the Confucian edict issued ten years ago, although Tu Nan was just a rough martial artist, he could also see some of the clues.

Bai Chuan, quietly and silently became the hope of the future of Confucianism, maybe even Bai Chuan himself is not very clear, but there is no shortage of people in the world, whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or the Tai Chi Dynasty Jin Zhao Yi clan, many layouts are also coming towards Bai Chuan, to die for others, Tu Nan may not be so great, but to die for the people of the world, Tu Nan is willing.

Ouyang Feiyao beckoned Shi Yan Dunhuang to escape from the vacancy of the Shamen Thousand Elephants that was knocked down by Tu Nan's punch, and there were five hundred great monks and arhats in front of him.

It was still Shi Yan who opened the way in front, but he was not lightly smashed by the ring of the dragon descending Arhat, and there would be some stagnation when he shot out, and it was no longer as hearty as before, but Shi Yan Leng didn't say a word, and he still shot out of the sword without ambiguity.

The three women rushed left and right, as long as they did not besiege these five hundred great bhikshus and arhats, they would have a chance to escape.

It can be clearly felt that Shi Yan's hands have been tightened, and the three women have been more or less injured in successive battles, especially Dunhuang, which is holding Baichuan, has few killing methods, and many times relies on his body to resist, and he is the most seriously injured among several people.

But the current situation does not tolerate a trace of delay, who is not gritting their teeth and insisting.

Hold on a little longer, get through it, and that's it!

Under Shi Yan's heavy hands regardless of the aggravation of his injuries, before forming a siege circle, Leng tore a hole in the five hundred great bhikshu arhats, and Tu Nan and the other three resisted the other party's high-level monks for their palace, if they could not take advantage of this to get out of the predicament, it would be in vain to waste some painstaking achievements.

When she saw a glimmer of light, just when Ouyang Feiyao was about to smash a few high-ranking Far Escape Talismans to escape from this place, she saw another bald-headed monk in front of her.

Riding a psychic white deer, the monk sat on it, thoughtful, calm, and self-appreciation.

Ouyang Feiyao exclaimed almost in despair, "Venerable Fallen Pavilion, the head of the Eighteen Arhats sits on the Deer Arhat!"

Venerable Fallen Pavilion smiled warmly on the white deer, this is in front of him is the secular dynasty of the Shilian continent, the minister who has been in power for a while, the hairpin for generations, the temperament is graceful and luxurious, after hearing the avenue, he still does not lose the style of the year, and his demeanor is graceful, but he is not ambiguous at all, the hand knotted the lion seal of the Buddhist family, and then the treasure bottle seal, the two great Buddhist mudras are used one after another, and the wind comes.

Shi Yan, who bore the brunt of the attack, was first directly shocked by the lion seal of the Buddhist family, and the Brahma spear was taken off and flew upside down for hundreds of miles.

Ouyang Feiyao has not yet reacted, the magic power condensed by the Buddhist treasure bottle seal has already bombarded Dunhuang, this Venerable Fallen Pavilion who is one step away from attaining the position of Buddhist Bodhisattva, has the highest realm in the eighteen Arhats, although the killing power is not as good as the two of the Descending Dragon and Fuhu, but the full strength of the Nine Realms of cultivation is still not something that Dunhuang can resist.

In particular, the power condenses the most concentrated Buddhist treasure bottle seal, the power is huge, is smashed in the heart of Dunhuang, a whine, Dunhuang was directly bombarded by the treasure bottle seal of the air pillar to protect the body aura collapsed, if it is not for the body also put on a good rank of the robe, hard to resist the Buddhist treasure bottle seal, this time it will be directly incense and jade died, at this time Dunhuang has been fallen Pavilion Venerable a treasure bottle mark bombarded unconscious, tightly hugged in the arms of Bai Chuan also fell to the ground.

The elegant sitting deer Arhat slapped a Buddha's hand, "Amitabha, why should several female donors fight for their lives, leave the body of the white donor, and walk at will!"

Ouyang Feiyao had already seen that Bai Chuan, who had been greatly impacted, seemed to be waking up, where could she take care of anything else, and then let Bai Chuan open her eyes and see the miserable appearance of the third daughter now, which was even worse.

When the figure rushed away, the Venerable of the Fallen Pavilion no longer stopped, "Concubine Yao, don't be obsessed!"

This time, the hand knot is the most powerful dreadnought seal in the Buddhist Mahamudra, and he wants to suppress Ouyang Feiyao wholeheartedly.

Ouyang Feiyao sacrificed several magic weapons one after another, but under the fearless handprint of the Nine Realms sitting on the deer arhat, she couldn't shake this handprint at all, and a Buddha's hand turned into a mountain-like town and pressed down.

The only thing Ouyang Feiyao can rely on now is a Nine Dragons Absolute Immortal Cover that was personally refined by the old man and handed over to her to save her life, this piece of Bai Chuan's immortal soldier heavy weapon from the Thousand Fruits Banquet is a heavy treasure refined by the Dao Ancestor himself back then, and the wide range of qi involvement is unique in the human world, and it is also Ouyang Feiyao's last means of pressing the bottom of the box.

Before handing it over to her, the old man had told him not to use this immortal heavy weapon as a last resort, whether it was her or Bai Chuan, she was not a Taoist person, and using this immortal weapon refined by the Dao Ancestor himself would arouse the covetousness of many Taoist people at that time, and there would be endless troubles, and there was too much Dao Ancestor luck on the Nine Dragons Absolute Immortal Cover, which was not something that ordinary monks could afford.

But when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, Ouyang Feiyao doesn't care about how much backlash she will encounter afterwards, in order to save Bai Chuan's life, no matter how big her luck is, she will resist it with one shoulder.

The sacrifice of the immortal soldier Nine Dragons Absolute Immortal Cover, nine fire dragons coiled around Ouyang Feiyao, forming a shield, the dragon chant shook the nine heavens, the immortal Buddha was isolated, and how did the Venerable of the Fallen Pavilion prompt the Great Fearless Handprint was also shaken by the shield.

After repeated violent vibrations, Bai Chuan was finally awakened, and when he opened his eyes vaguely, he only saw Ouyang Feiyao smiling like a flower, and whispered softly in his ear: "Bai Lang, wait a little longer, we can go out!"

Sacrifice all the magic weapons together with the Nine Dragons Absolute Immortal Cover to resist the suppression of the Venerable of the Fallen Pavilion, Ouyang Feiyao picked up Bai Chuan, her figure flashed, the gap has been opened, Bai Lang, you hold on a little longer, and you will be able to get to the old man's side immediately.

When Bai Chuan's sanity gradually recovered, he immediately felt that an extremely cold sword aura was attacking him, it was a flying sword!

"Fei Yao, be careful!"

A flying sword with a dark body appeared silently, only taking Bai Chuan's head, if it weren't for Bai Chuan's unstable mood and just woke up from his coma, how would he let this flying sword be so close to him, and he was caught off guard.

However, at this time, Bai Chuan was weak, and he hadn't had time to sacrifice the sword to attack, and the sword that had obviously been dormant for a long time and was ready to fly with momentum, in order to kill it with one blow, burst out the sword qi that penetrated the sky above the dark sword body.

It's the sword fairy of the Yuanying Realm, and the ghost aura is permeated!

Who can make this sword, except for the only ghost sword immortal in the world, who else is Fu Cha Salo!

The ghost will not go away, and if he doesn't kill Shirakawa, he will always be a thorn in the heart of Fuzalo, and he has waited too long for this killer sword to deliver it.

It was still the same smiling face, without any hesitation, and when Akihito's famous sword embroidered winter sword was about to pierce Shirakawa's head, it stood in front of him.

Both hands tightly grasped the hilt of the embroidered winter sword, preventing it from advancing any further.

Bai Chuan, who was sitting on the ground, immediately got up, but saw a little red on the white dress.

A delicate plum blossom blooms at the mouth of the heart, like blooming proudly in the snow.

Xiudong Jian was still sneering and urging the sword qi to tremble, but Ouyang Feiyao was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and not making any further progress, and he could feel countless sword qi raging in Ouyang Feiyao's body, stirring up the meridians, stirring up the acupoints, and rushing straight to the spiritual platform, one after another baby-like screams roared in Ouyang Feiyao's body.

This is the miserable scream of the two gods of Yin and Yang in the Yuan Infant Realm being strangled by the sword qi directly in the spirit platform, Ouyang Feiyao did not intend to let go, nor did she intend to let the Yuan Shen out of the body, the two baby-like Yuan Shen were also stubbornly entangled in the sword qi to prevent it from overflowing out of the body.

If you want to kill me Ouyang Concubine Yao Daoist, Bai Chuan, no!

"Fei Yao, let go!"

The crown of women in the world back then, and now the fairy couple, Ouyang Feiyao did not show a trace of pain, and smiled like a flower, just like the first time she saw her in Crow's Nest Town ten years ago.

It's glamorous!

The sword qi stirs up the heart, destroys everything that can be destroyed, and destroys the two gods of Yin and Yang.

Through the joys and sorrows of the red dust, piercing the desolation of the green mountains all over the wilderness!

In this life, because of your madness, this love is unparalleled in the world!

"Let's go, Shiraro!"

After accidentally piercing Ouyang Feiyao's heart, Fu Zasaro, who was lurking in the shadows, finally withdrew his hand, and the biggest knot between him and Bai Chuan was none other than Ouyang Feiyao.

The person who wants to get the most in this life, died under his own hands, and Fu Cha Salo, who became a ghost sword immortal, was also confused, and when he took back the natal sword embroidered winter sword, Ouyang Feiyao let go of his hand, and brought up a puddle of blood, and the sky was full of blood mist!

Like a screen, Ouyang Feiyao was still standing straight in front of Bai Chuan, using her body to resist all means that wanted to take her lover's life.

Don't fall, exchange a life for a life!

After running away from the Taiji monks, the Confucian female sages Yu Zhaoqing and Shi Yiyi were rushing to this side, and their faces changed at the same time.

"Something happened!!"

I saw that a hundred miles away, a thick sword qi rushed straight into the nine skies.

Rage, unscrupulous!

A loud shout resounded through the sky and reverberated endlessly.

"Salo, Lao Tzu killed you alive!"

Yu Zhaoqing's face changed, and he exclaimed, "Signs of Sword Heart Collapse!

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, rolling up one after another extremely violent aura.

Yuanying Sword Immortal, the sword heart is shattered!