Tiger poison, don't eat children!

A man, even if he is hard-hearted, will have a gentle heart as long as he becomes a father. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is Yi Tian's idea, and he also believes that in the whole world, everyone thinks like this.

Even if he was a powerful minister like Jiang Haifu, he did not hesitate to cooperate with the enemy and rebel against the city for the sake of power and wealth, but when he lost his son, he also lost everything, and the power and wealth disappeared into smoke and became a weak old man.

Such a person, even if he dies, shines with the light of humanity, and even gets Yi Tian's respect.

However, in order to seek power and wealth, Shen Feihu personally sent his daughter to the tiger's mouth, which can really be said to be inferior to a beast.

For this reason, Yi Tian was completely angry, in the face of such a beastly thing, how could he endure it at this time?

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

At this time, it can be said that Yi Tian's strongest punch hit all the anger in his heart, and the mighty and mighty are incomparable.

Moreover, in this punch, without any hesitation, he had already activated the critical attack skill, and his strength was increased to a divine power in an instant.

Straight to the Yellow Dragon, punching out of the domineering, this punch is very simple, his idea is equally simple, that is, to kill this person with one punch, and immediately die without a place to be buried.

What is the use of such a father who is inferior to pigs and dogs? I heard that there are eighteen layers of hell after death, and that is the best destination for him.

However, Yi Tian's indignant punch did not kill Shen Feihu, it was because someone saved his life, and it was Wang Daoren who came to the rescue.

In fact, this Sima of the military department of Dragon and Tiger City, at the moment when he just made a move, his bowels were already blue with regret.

Because, he suddenly realized that the power of that punch was irresistible at all, but he didn't react, so he came out stronger.

However, when he found out that an assassin was attacking, he had already jumped forward, and his right hand turned into a palm and slashed away like lightning, as if to roll up a wave of qi.

This palm is like spilled water, there is no reason to take it back at all, Wang Daoren is already difficult to ride a tiger, so he can only go hard.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the fists and palms struck, there was a sound of bones shattering, and Wang Daoren's palm exploded violently.

However, this was only the beginning, and soon his wrists, forearms, arms, and shoulders were shattered like cracked bamboo.

"Ahh

Wang Daoren let out a terrible scream, and immediately flew out upside down and sat down on the ground.

"There are assassins, help!"

At this time, Shen Feihu could only care about screaming in horror, but at the same time, he pulled out his legs and fled out, and the embarrassed appearance of fleeing in the wilderness seemed to be eager to regenerate two legs.

"Where to escape?"

Yi Tian immediately activated the light body skill, and his whole body was like a flashing light, and he chased forward like a shadow, and then slapped him in the air.

"Wow!"

Shen Feihu's back palm immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew out like a sandbag, and with a 'poof', he actually fell into the pond.

This punch does not have the skill of critical hit, but it has the divine power of the six tigers, and it may not be able to lose his life when it hits the martial artist of the tenth layer of the Yuan Body.

The fact that he couldn't immediately slash this person made Yi Tian feel a little pity in his heart, but at this time, he wanted to chase and kill again, but he obviously missed the best opportunity.

Because, the shouts of killing sounded in front, and the Shenwu soldiers guarding the covered bridge began to rush forward frantically.

At the same time, Wang Daoren, who was behind him, was already drawing his sword in his hand, as if he wanted to fight against the water.

"You...... Who are you?"

These were the words spoken by Wang Daoren, and the trembling in his voice was obvious, and the sword in his hand seemed to be shaking at the same time.

What a terrifying force this is to shatter his arm with a punch? What kind of cultivation is this person in front of? But it is obviously conceivable.

"Zhao Huying's friend!"

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Yi Tian just said a word, and he had already rushed forward, Wang Daoren is a real person in the Yuan Vein, when will he not kill at this time?

Wang Daoren's heart fell to the bottom, and he only felt shuddering, since he was Zhao Huying's friend, there was no room for maneuver, but if he wanted to fight to the death, he had already lost such courage.

"Run!"

This is Wang Daoren's idea, but there is no escape in front of him, there are cliffs on the left and right behind him, and if he wants to go out from this water pavilion, he can only step on the person's body.

"Fight hard, fight for a way out. ”

Making such a choice is actually a helpless move, but Wang Daoren has no choice, as the military commander of Dragon and Tiger City, even if he dies here, he must not kneel and beg for mercy.

What's more, even if you kowtow and beg for mercy, you may not be able to save your life.

"Kill!"

Wang Daoren's sharp and piercing voice, but shouted a rather tragic roar, as if he was emboldening himself, and the incomparably strong desire to survive made him immediately burst out with infinite strength, and the long sword in his hand broke through the air like lightning.

Fight against the water, win if you don't fight, the blade goes to the bone, and if you don't win, you die.

This sword immediately rolled up a fierce sword wind, and the candles around it were completely extinguished.

This sword immediately burst into dazzling light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness in front of him.

This sword, Wang Daoren can swear, is the strongest sword in his life, the pinnacle sword in his life.

In normal times, he would definitely be ecstatic about this, but now, he can't be distracted at all, because the person he is about to face may be the true person of the Yuan Vein of the Transformation Yuan Realm.

However, it is strange that the opponent who is like his great enemy does not have any commendable performance.

Even, this man didn't show anything at all, as if he was completely frightened, just letting the sword pierce his heart.

Wang Daoren was not excited about this, he only felt frightened in his heart, but he couldn't understand the reason, and he didn't have time to think about it at that moment.

"Bell!"

The sword in his hand froze, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was heard, which did not pierce the man's heart, but slammed into the shield on his chest.

This is a huge shield, all forged of dark iron, the size of a grinding plate, with a heavy aura coming from it, it is obviously a low-grade divine weapon.

But how did this shield come about? What a strange trick it was when it suddenly appeared out of thin air, without the slightest warning?

Wang Daoren's eyes were about to fall, he really couldn't understand it, and he didn't believe what he saw in front of him, he wanted to rub his eyes immediately to see if he was dazzled and didn't see clearly.

However, before he could come back to his senses, he saw an even more frightening scene.

In the man's hand, a large knife appeared out of thin air, swept like an autumn wind sweeping leaves, and a pair of legs were broken at the root, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Whose ...... is this?"

The knife was so fast that Wang Daoren didn't react, because he didn't feel any pain, and he had already lost his balance and fell to the ground.