Saint of the Confucian way

Eleven people's breathing became thicker obviously. Although Fang Yun was calm, he was more excited than everyone else.

Qiu Mengxi said: "I didn't expect that the torture tools displayed here are at least used to deal with the demon king or the big demon king, and may even be used to deal with the semi saint. The torture tools that can hurt them must be extremely powerful. The military master can absorb the power of weapons to enhance the platform, while the legalist is more direct, and can use torture tools to enhance the legalist code and platform!"

"Every torture instrument here is priceless. If you take it out, you will certainly get a great reward from the holy courtyard or Legalists!" Lian Pingchao blushed and put aside his previous unhappiness.

Fang Yun carefully scanned each torture instrument.

There are 37 instruments of torture here. Each instrument of torture is shrouded in hemispherical white transparent light, and the white mask emits a faint smell of dragon nationality.

Inside the white mask, each torture instrument is intact, and there are dried blood stains on the surface of each torture instrument, just like thick paint. The blood is not only red, but also black, blue, purple and so on.

The styles of these instruments of torture are also varied, and there are nameplates to introduce them.

There is a seven foot long small carving knife, which is a "face stabbing knife", which stabs words on the face, that is, the so-called tattoo or ink punishment.

There are more than ten feet of long whip. The iron whip is full of barbs, emitting a faint ferocity. There are even black fog rising on the surface. Those fog seem to be some kind of reduced water demon face. Don't use it. People feel skin tingling just at a glance.

There are nine foot long silver needles with strange patterns. There is blood flowing from the needle head to the needle tip. It is very strange.

The display stand at the end directly opposite the gate is empty, but on the display shelf nearest to the display stand, there is a huge red copper tripod up to 20 feet. People can't see the tripod mouth at all, so they can only look up to the tripod below.

The giant tripod did not move, but when someone's eyes fell on it, a sad scream immediately sounded in his ears.

There are also two columns full of sharp blades, and the two columns lean together. Once they rotate, they are enough to grind the monster in the middle into meat and mud.

In addition, in the second hall, there are shackles, guillotines, giant axes, long saws, shackles, metal rods, cages, scissors, knife back horses, sharp thorn collars, knife edge coffins, nooses and so on.

The display rack is very large, but some places are empty. There are only nameplates on it. The instruments of torture have been taken away.

Every torture device exudes strange ferocity. Anyone who looks carefully will be stimulated by the power of the torture device and have to look away.

"What a terrible dragon torture tool. I only feel tingling all over. Is it my illusion?"

"It's not an illusion, but the power of these instruments of torture is too strong. We just see that the body will feel pain spontaneously after experiencing punishment."

"These instruments of torture have been used many times. They are stained with the blood of the kings. They are all real blood marks. They are more powerful! If you take out one at random, it will be no less than the great Confucian Wenbao."

"No! For Legalists, these instruments of torture are more precious than the literary treasures of great Confucianism! No matter how strong the literary treasures of ordinary great Confucianism are, they can only be sealed into the first battle poetry, but these king instruments of torture can permanently enhance the legalist code or legalist platform. It is unimaginable that they are powerful."

"But... These instruments of torture are too big," Ye sang.

When ye Fangge finished, almost everyone lost their smile.

These instruments of torture are mainly aimed at the demon king or the big demon king. The body shape of the dragon family in the same demon position is very large and can not be used as a reference, but even an ordinary demon king has a body length of no less than three feet. Like the bear demon king in the ancient land of blood mountain, standing up is generally three feet high, like a three story building standing in front.

Among the thirty-seven instruments of torture, only four kinds of knives, silver needles, spiked collars and meat clips are less than one foot long. Three kinds of iron whips, ropes and shackles can be coiled together or installed by Hanhu shells. In addition, the other thirty instruments of torture are too large for Hanhu shells to fit, and they can't take them away.

Fang Yun said, "I won't take any of the seven instruments of torture that hanhubei can hold. I'll choose the others. I think I don't have to pay for Dragon grain rice this time?"

"That's nature," Qiu Meng said.

"Yunfang is really lucky." Lian Pingchao sneered.

"Yes, one more thing. If you want to take out the instruments of torture, you must destroy the mask. However, the zhensin hall continues to provide power for the mask, which can only be broken by the joint efforts of many people. Of course, if there is my royal decree, you can cut off the power provided to the mask, and you can break the mask easily." Fang Yun said.

Even Pingchao and other four people stood on the spot. In addition, five people with royal decrees looked happy, but ye Fangge also looked like a model face as usual.

"Seven instruments of torture are divided into six people. We must think of a fair way!" Lian Pingchao shouted.

Ye Fangge said: "it has been said before that if you can get things at hand, everyone will share them equally. But these treasures that need to pay strength to get, who gets them first belongs to who."

Yun zhaochen said, "I'm not polite. Be a villain once. Let's get it straight. Six of us take one, and four of you work together to take one. If the four of you can't break the shield, we'll help you again."

The other three had nothing to say, and even Pingchao angrily said, "such means are unfair!"

Qiu Meng sighed and said, "brother Pingchao, don't argue. They're right. Let's join hands to attack the shield. I hope we can break it quickly and don't waste time. If there is no cloud square, we can only use this method."

"Forget it, give and get, maybe they will ask us later!" Qu Eucalyptus said.

Lian Pingchao nodded powerlessly and then said, "the four of us should choose first!"

Everyone looks to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun said, "it has nothing to do with me." then he left.

Fang Yun didn't move any shield. Instead, he rode a war poem dragon horse to carefully look at each nameplate on the display rack, even the nameplate of the removed instruments of torture.

Yun zhaochen said, "give the four of you 60 breath time. If you can't decide within 60 breath, we'll choose freely."

Even Pingchao four people hurried to discuss and soon came to a conclusion.

"Let's choose the barbed whip!" Lian Pingchao said.

Ye Fangge snorted coldly and didn't speak. Among the seven things, the iron whip has the best appearance and looks the strongest.

"Well, the remaining six of us choose. I'll choose finally." Yun zhaochen said.

The people couldn't help showing their admiration. Even Qiu Meng, who didn't have a royal decree, said, "brother zhaochen has a good bearing."

Yun zhaochen said with a smile, "compared with Yun Fang, what am I?"

The crowd nodded and thought the same. Yunzhaochen was only the last choice, but Fang Yun not only gave the Royal edict, but even didn't choose one of the seven.

"Not necessarily! If I had drunk Jiangbei and got so many dragon inscriptions, I wouldn't choose these seven!" Lian Pingchao said.

"It's a pity you didn't!" Yun zhaochen said.

"You hurry to attack the shield!" ye Fangge looked disgusted.

Even Pingchao was ashamed and annoyed. He had to go to the place where the barb whip was stored together with the other three people and began to attack the shield protecting the barb whip.

The four people's swords, war poems and the University scholar's literary platform fought together, attacked for dozens of breath, and the light obviously faded. The four people just showed their joy, the shield shook slightly, and the light recovered as before.

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