I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Lin Xuan's heart suddenly sank. These words that sounded like a last will deeply touched his heart.

A friend in need is a friend indeed!

Although Lao Wang is a jerk, he is absolutely reliable at critical moments.

Unfortunately……

Lin Xuan felt a little sore in the corners of his eyes. He could already feel the terrifying vitality in Wang Xuanfeng's body erupting and about to burn.

"You still want to leave?"

"Today, none of you can leave!"

"You invaded my Fanyin Temple and you still want to leave safely? You are dreaming."

Shen Er and Shen San had already arrived close, and after sensing Wang Xuanfeng's gradually becoming violent aura, they disdained to say a word.

The next moment, the two attacked again.

The light from the formation rose and gathered into two terrifying giant hands, grabbing towards Wang Xuanfeng and Lin Xuan fiercely.

The Arhat Bell could no longer withstand the pressure and shrank rapidly, even looking like it was about to explode.

"I want to leave, you can't stop me!"

Wang Xuanfeng shouted loudly, and lightning surged around him. The image of the Thunder Lord condensed again, and his magic power burned like flames.

At this moment, his aura was exceptionally powerful.

But Lin Xuan knew that Wang Xuanfeng's power was just like fireworks, which could only shine for a moment.

Two terrifying hands came over and were about to catch them.

However, at this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly became delighted and grabbed Wang Xuanfeng who was about to explode.

"Old Wang, wait a minute!"

Wang Xuanfeng was stunned, a hint of confusion flashed across his eyes.

But the next moment, the confusion in his eyes turned into surprise.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force erupted above them, the space suddenly shattered, and two spatial cracks appeared.

"Wow!"

The two huge energy hands collapsed in an instant. In the face of the power of space, they seemed extremely fragile.

"Bai Qian!" x2.

Shen Er and Shen San were both shocked and angry. They were too familiar with that power and had fought against it more than once.

"Today, I will protect these two."

Bai Qian's voice was heard, but no one was seen, only the voice could be heard.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan and Wang Xuanfeng both felt particularly at ease.

“Hahaha…you don’t have to die!”

Wang Xuanfeng smiled, and the intense power in his body suddenly extinguished and stopped burning.

"Get back!"

Bai Qian's voice sounded again, and the space crack spread towards God Two and God Three.

The two men's eyebrows twitched wildly, feeling the boundless oppression, and had to pause and burst out their magic power to resist.

At this time, a void passage formed above Lin Xuan and Wang Xuanfeng.

"go!"

Wang Xuanfeng grabbed Lin Xuan, and the Thunder King's Dharma image burst out, picking up the Arhat Temple that had fallen to the ground before, and rushed towards the void passage.

"Bastard!"

"Go away!"

The second and third gods' eyes were bloodshot, and they shouted loudly, controlling the formation to block it, and even swung out terrifying palm prints.

"break!"

However, Bai Qian's calm voice rang out, and the two of them and the power of the formation were shattered by a terrifying spatial wave, and the two were even blown away hundreds of miles away...

Above the martial arts arena, the void shattered and the light of magic power continued to rise, as if the end of the world was coming.

If it weren't for the protective formation, the entire martial arts academy would probably be razed to the ground by this force.

Bai Qian's spatial power is so overbearing that it is unreasonable.

"Bai Qian, my Buddha will judge the Fox Clan and send you all into the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, where you will never be able to escape rebirth."

Shen Er roared, his eyes fixed on the gradually closing void passage in the fighting academy.

Just now, Lin Xuan and Wang Xuanfeng rushed in, and Wang Xuanfeng even dragged the entire Arhat Temple in.

All the resources of the Martial Arts Academy are in the Arhat Temple, which accounts for almost one-third of the foundation of the Fanyin Temple.

At this moment, the hearts of Shen Er and Shen San were bleeding.

If it weren't for the suppression of the Arhat Bell, how could Wang Xuanfeng have built the Arhat Temple?

It was all Lin Xuan's fault! Their senior brother's thousand-year plan had failed.

Lin Xuan deserves to die!

"Ha ha……"

Bai Qian's disdainful laughter echoed from the sky: "Is it all up to you? Or are you going to unite with the Ancient Relics again?"