Chen Lin looked at the fierce attack marks, and invisibly formed a kind of locked qi, which made Chen Lin feel a chill down his spine, obviously the other party was not at the same level as himself, and Chen Lin was almost ready to be seriously injured.

At this time, Yi Jiantian suddenly moved, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the torture mark, because he knew that if Chen Lin was allowed to take this move, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, even if he got rid of the friendship of the same family, but his Yi Jian genius was the one who should really avenge the dead Yang Can, which Yi Jiantian promised before Yang Can died.

Yi Jiantian didn't dare to hide it at all, he wore the Xuantie glove Yuan Li ran to the extreme, and smashed his fist the edge of the torture mark.

"Bang" A huge explosion sounded, and Yi Jiantian and the torture scar retreated back one after another, but Yi Jiantian retreated more than a foot, but the torture scar only retreated five steps.

"What a heavy force!" Yi Jiantian looked at the torture mark with some surprise, and looked at Dao Tianzong and his party again, but the five people were still unmoved.

"So, now?" Yi Jiantian weighed left and right, knowing that the overall strength, Dao Tianzong was stable above them, and he was not very willing to really match, then the consequences would be unimaginable!

However, the torture mark didn't give him more time to think, and as soon as he stopped, he immediately rushed over again.

I saw a flash of fire floating over Yi Jiantian's head, Fang Qing landed steadily in front of Yi Jiantian and said to the torture mark: "He's mine, don't you want to touch him!"

Since Fang Qing lost to Yi Jiantian in that competition three years ago, defeating Yi Jiantian has become the goal he is fighting for, and now someone wants to defeat his goal in front of him, of course he doesn't want to.

In that competition, if Fang Qing wasn't too strong to win, and his sword moves were too urgent, so that his own qi and blood were not smooth, then it was really difficult to say who would lose and who would win. In the past three years, Fang Qing has practiced hard, and now he has finally broken through to the ranks of the intermediate level of the Great Martial Master, and with Fang Qing's strength, he is undoubtedly at the top of the intermediate level of the Great Martial Master.

"Look for death!" said Scar angrily.

Torture Scars can't listen to so much nonsense, no matter who you are, if there is no good explanation today, Torture Scars is definitely who is blocking and who is dead.

The big knife was like a flood of decisive mentions, overwhelmingly pressing Fang Qing to fight, after all, Fang Qing was only the intermediate cultivation of the Great Martial Master, and he didn't dare to fight hard for the attack of the torture marks, but he just skillfully pushed away the big knife of the torture marks, and with his agile posture, although he was not injured, he only had the ability to parry.

However, the torture scar was obviously murderous, how could he continue to spend it with Fang Qing like this. Suddenly, the scar changed its footwork, like the drunken man, making the scar's move become virtual and indestructible, this move in the opponent's iron ape, it highlighted its unique side, but at that time, as long as it was to dodge the attack of the iron ape, but now this footwork is used to make the attack more effective.

The torture mark was originally pressing Fang Qing to fight, and he had already taken the initiative, but as soon as this footwork changed, Fang Qing fell into the move of the torture mark, and the danger was full of dangers.

Fang Qing understood that if he continued like this, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated, so he didn't hesitate, and hurriedly used his most powerful killing move, "Red Flame Three Feathers Killing". With this move, each blow was more powerful than the last, but each blow made Fang Qing more and more bottomless, the only action that the torture scar did was just to hold the knife backwards, and the three consecutive blows were all cracked by the torture scar with the rotating knife technique.

Yi Jiantian saw that there was a secret brewing in his eyes, "Chiyan Sanling Killing" Yi Jiantian had seen it, even if he came to take these three blows now, it was definitely not as easy as the torture marks.

"With this little ability, you dare to be strong!!" The torture scar put down the cruel words, and the big knife flipped and hit Fang Qing's sword, just after making this big killing move, Fang Qing felt a slight loss of strength, and the impact of the torture mark almost made Fang Qing's sword come out of his hand.

Fang Qing hurriedly grabbed the hilt of the sword, but the torture scar took advantage of the situation to flip the blade again, and opened a big opening on the inside of Fang Qing's right arm, deep into the bones, and blood gushed out. The sword also fell to the ground.

However, the torture scar did not stop, and directly transported enough Yuan Li to prepare for the killer, and it was too late for the rest of the Chiyan Sect to rescue. And Fang Qing had given up resisting and defending his dream, he felt that even if he died, he would get his place, and the torture scar looked at Fang Qing coldly, as if looking at a dead corpse, because in the eyes of the torture scar, Fang Qing was already certain to die.

"Murderous aura!" Yi Jiantian felt the murderous aura of the torture marks, the butcher knife had already been raised, if he didn't make a move, Fang Qing would definitely die under the knife. The deception is too much, if you don't fight back, the other party will definitely be even more presumptuous!

Yi Jiantian didn't hesitate, the two Yuan forces had already converged in his body, and the "Three Lives Broken" combined with Yi Jiantian's Xuantie fist suddenly struck out, like a meteor outside the sky, cutting through Fang Qing's despair, and also through the killing intent of the torture scar. The big knife of torture marks was like dust in the wind, and under the attack of this "Three Lives", it shattered into iron slag!

After the cracking sound, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes looked at this young man who was not tall but looked seductive, and the breeze was blowing, blowing Yi Jiantian's sideburns. Yi Jiantian withdrew his raised arm, removed his gloves, and stood up slightly straight, so naturally, without a little overload.

The torture scar forcibly shook his hands, glaring at Yi Jiantian angrily, his heart was still full of fear and surprise, but he couldn't say anything, Yi Jiantian's deterrent power to the torture mark was undoubtedly unprecedented. also made the murderous intent of the scars quickly retreat.

Today is also Yi Jiantian's strong enough to suppress the murderous intent of the torture scars, if no one in the Chiyan Sect can suppress the torture marks, then after today, it is really difficult to say whether there are any people from the Chiyan Sect on this cliff.

Yi Jiantian didn't want to worsen the situation, so he only chose to smash the knife of the torture scar, he lowered his head, didn't look at the torture scar, just said sonorously: "I think there must be something strange in this matter, and the person who killed my fellow senior brother, we haven't found it, this matter, I believe that my sect will find out the truth in the future, and I said that I will avenge my dead senior brother, and I will never break my word." Next, I hope that everyone will not be in the unpleasant things happening. ”

If Yi Jiantian looked at Dao Tianzong and his party now, except for the lover girl, who was quite calm, everyone else showed surprised expressions. But he didn't look at it, because no matter what mood you are in to look at the other party now, the people of Dao Tianzong will think that it is a provocative look, and Yi Jiantian does not like to provoke right and wrong.

Yi Jiantian stretched out his hand to help Fang Qing, but Fang Qing shook off Yi Jiantian's hand, got up and walked to the team of the Red Yan Sect by himself. Looking at Fang Qing's back, exactly the same as three years ago, Fang Qing did not change his pride at all, although it was the pride that had been trampled, but no one would doubt his capital. Yi Jiantian just smiled faintly.