After Yutian kicked out, he immediately turned around and stared at the two people who were following the big man, and the corners of his eyes seemed to burst.

Both men began to retreat frequently, the horror in their eyes spilling out.

But even if the two of them run away now, Yutian will definitely not let them go, because as long as Yutian makes a move, he will definitely solve everyone.

I saw that his body was weak, and he flashed between the two of them like a ghost, and the two of them were about to pee.

Yutian didn't use the Imperial Technique, because a person like this was not worthy of him at all, he just used his elbow to push it, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

At this moment, a person not far away stood up suddenly, very angry.

Needless to say, that man must be the one in charge of the car department, and he couldn't have watched his cousin get beaten and let it go.

But during the time when the steward had just stood up, his cousin was punched several times by Yutian.

By the time he arrived, his cousin had been beaten to a pig's head.

"Is this your cousin?" said Yutian suddenly turned around, stepped in front of the steward, and pressed close to him.

The man in charge didn't say a word, and a short sword in his hand slowly revealed its shape, silently as if it had been pulled out of the void.

And it appeared in the blind corner of Yutian's vision, because Yutian and the person in charge were too tightly attached, so he couldn't see the changes in his hands.

Although Yu Tian couldn't see it, he could clearly feel the fluctuation of the Imperial Spirit, and he also knew that the person in charge was definitely preparing to sneak attack him.

So at the same time as the person in charge stabbed out the sword, Yutian's waist and abdomen shrank suddenly, and the blade of the short sword brushed against Yutian's body.

Then Yutian used the strength of his compression to push his shoulders forward, and the person in charge of the matter was unstable and retreated again and again.

Yutian also took this opportunity to distance himself from him.

However, as soon as Yu Tian wanted to say something to ridicule this person, the traces of this person's attack were too obvious, and the attention of his whole body was absorbed by the short sword, because he found that this short sword was by no means an ordinary weapon.

When he felt the fluctuation of the Imperial Spirit, he felt that something was wrong, and after seeing this short sword, he could be sure that this short sword was a beast control weapon!

This shows that the strength of this person in charge is above the hero!

After the strength of the emperor reaches the majesty, the imperial spirit in the sea of qi will undergo a huge change, due to the abundance of the imperial spirit, the original energy state of the imperial spirit will become liquid and exist in the sea of air, and the beast in the sea of air will also change.

Through their own spiritual power and the tacit understanding between them and the beasts, they can become their own weapons and cooperate with them to fight, and from then on, the true role of the beasts can be reflected.

Yu Tian secretly thought in his heart: "I didn't expect this person to be quite hidden, he is actually a royal above the male emperor, I really didn't see it before." ”

But Yutian was not afraid of this person's strength at all, because he had no reason to be afraid at all.

"It turns out that you are a hero, I really didn't see it just now. Yutian laughed.

The man in charge snorted coldly and said, "The frog at the bottom of the well is just a dog looking at people!"

The mocking smile on Yutian's face became even more obvious, and he smiled: "Are you ...... Introduce yourself?"

The person in charge didn't seem to be angry, and said very calmly: "You'll know who I'm talking about later!"

Yutian asked, "How long to wait?" Don't make me wait too long, I don't want to waste my time on people like you. ”

As he spoke, a fireball in Yutian's hand condensed, and this fireball was a bit like the twilight fire rain of the top grade of the flood level, but there was only one number.

The man in charge also saw that this fireball was anything but ordinary, so he held his short sword in front of him as a defensive gesture.

But Yutian's target was not him at all.

The fireball shook slightly, split into three, and then struck the three men who had just risen from the ground like a swooping eagle.

So the three of them fell down again, and this time they didn't have the strength to get up again.

"Do you have to wait?" Yutian asked defiantly, looking at the person whose eyes were almost waiting for him.

"Wait!" the man roared, "but just wait for death!"

As he spoke, he rushed towards him like crazy.

Being crazy doesn't mean that he's mentally like a madman, but that he's moving like a madman, a madman who comes up with all his might.

The short sword that the Imperial Beast had transformed into was in front of Yutian in an instant, and although it was transformed by the Imperial Beast, it seemed to be harder than the most delicate steel, sharper than the sword that a skilled craftsman had trained for several years.

There were still some shadows of the original beast in its shape, but it did not affect its beauty and lethality in the slightest, and the spirit that permeated the blade made it even more powerful.

This sword seemed to be able to pick open Yutian's throat and cut off his heart in an instant.

But Yutian didn't seem to care, and stood there motionless like a living target.

Could it be that Yutian has any special plans?

He has always had some peculiar ideas, which can turn the tide of the battle, or defeat the strong with the weak, and what peculiar ideas does he have this time?

The person in charge didn't seem to be confused by Yutian's performance at all, to be honest, ordinary people would hesitate when they saw Yutian's performance.

This time his opponent is different, this man is now attacking in the image of a madman.

The blade of the sword had already touched Yutian's collar, and Yutian could already feel the ice-like spirit on this sword, which meant that this spirit energy had begun to pierce Yutian's skin.

According to the speed of this person in charge, Yu Tian would soon die under the sword, thinking that he had no room to dodge.

But at this moment, the man suddenly stopped, as if the strength of his whole body had suddenly been drained.

The man's eyes were filled with horror, and then the sword in his hand fell off and disappeared the moment the blade hit the ground.

At this time, the original smugness on Yutian's face instantly became thick, and he looked at the person in front of him like a clown.

On the back of the man's head, a thread like a lead wire was tightly taut, and this thin thread was very long, and one continued to a tea stall across the street.

There was a person sitting in that tea stall, and there was a person who would never let Yu Tian die—Yu Qingxuan.

At the other end of that silk thread was one of Yu Qingxuan's fingers.

This silk thread was completely made of Yu Qingxuan's imperial spirit, and when he flicked his fingers when the sword touched Yu Tian, this silk thread pierced the back of the steward's head.

Between Yu Qingxuan flicked his fingers lightly, the silk thread dissipated invisibly, and it seemed that there was still the soul of the steward.

For at that moment, the man in charge fell as if his soul had been shattered.

His cerebellum had been shattered by Yu Qingxuan!

Yu Tian smiled, looking at Yu Qingxuan who was walking slowly, but found that the seriousness of Yu Qingxuan's connection was frightening.

Yu Tian admitted that there was something wrong with what he did, but he shouldn't have exchanged it for Yu Qingxuan's expression.