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A cold wind swept all over the world, Fang Li carried the gun, the person flew like a spiral, and the man and the gun turned into a powerful arrow, as if it could penetrate everything and go straight to Yi Ting. Chasing the reckless wasteland, you have to be quick.

"Brother Yi be careful!" Lu Hao saw that Fang Li was desperate to make a move, even if he rushed over at this moment, he would not have time to stop in front of him, so he could only hurry up and make a sound.

"Ahh

Just by watching from the sidelines, you can feel the strength of this move, not to mention Yi Ting, who is in the core of power, even if he wants to get out, he has no time to react.

Therefore, although everyone in the True Martial Sect saw that Yi Ting had eliminated the two mid-Peiyuan enemies in three or two clicks, the previous situation was covered up under the interference of the big fireball, and no one knew what techniques they used.

However, with his own strength, he instantly killed two enemies whose cultivation was higher than his own, which was unacceptable to everyone for a while, so although he knew that Yi Ting was not an ordinary early Peiyuan cultivator, but suddenly seeing that he was attacked by Fang Li's fierce killing move, everyone couldn't help but worry about it.

But Yi Ting himself was very calm.

The aura on his body suddenly more than doubled, and then his right hand formed a fist, but in the palm of his hand was holding a small ball of light blue light the size of a soybean, which was a small handful of extremely cold flames forced out from the sea of qi.

His eyes stared at the oncoming Fang Li like a torch, and at this time, Fang Li's whole body exuded a terrifying yīn treacherous aura, blocking the treacherous gun shadows of the four sides of the world, and the hideous face of the resentful ghost was faintly visible, as if he wanted to devour his life and kill him alive.

From the sidelines, it seems that the YĪN spear Fang Li is flying straight towards the target, but Yi Ting, who is facing the frontal battle, is like facing a violent storm whirlpool, and the evil tip of the spear is changing positions all the time.

The fatal killing point was looming and uncertain from beginning to end, but Yi Ting's gaze was finally locked on the two cold rays in the depths of the whirlpool, which were Fang Li's eyes full of murderous intent.

Then Yi Ting didn't care about the thunder and punched out, and the frost impact of the ten success forces firmly locked on the core of the attack, and Yù and Fang Li collided head-on.

"Boom~~" There was a loud bang.

Yi Ting was directly shocked back seven or eight feet away, the clothes on his body were cut and cracked by sharp guns at the same time, and there were shocking blood marks on his body and arms, but he did not fall to the ground after he landed, although he looked slightly embarrassed, but it could be seen that he had not suffered fatal trauma.

On the other hand, Fang Li's head was only shocked back by as many as five or six steps, although it seemed to be undamaged on the surface, the frightened expression on his face was in great contrast to Yi Ting.

Fang Li didn't expect Yi Ting to be able to take over his fierce killing with all his might, and he even let the residual power of the spear pierce and cut through his body regardless of the momentum, and locked his head with all his strength, which was simply a desperate posture of the jade burning ground, forcing himself to turn the tip of the spear to block his fist.

Although the most effective strategy against the weird and ethereal moves is the method adopted by Yi Ting to break the trick with force, it is one thing to know, if you really want to implement it, just suppressing the subconscious dodge thoughts triggered by the instinctive fear can make the whole body stiff, and you can only exert seven or eight times out of ten your true strength.

But after the fierce collision, what shocked Fang Li the most was the power of Yi Ting's martial arts, which was enough to surpass the attacks that ordinary Peiyuan late stage cultivators could launch, so he forced himself back a few steps.

Although Yi Ting was thrown farther away, it was obvious that Fang Li still had a great upper hand, the problem was that this move had already been sent with all his might, and it was enough to kill the early Peiyuan monks, so this result was really unacceptable to Fang Li.

But at the moment when Fang Li was in shock, a little light blue spark rushed towards the hand holding the gun along the barrel of the gun, and in an instant, a layer of frost formed on Fang Li's left hand, and when Fang Li instinctively resisted, an even more frightened expression appeared on his face.

Everyone didn't know what happened to Fang Li, but they saw that he suddenly retreated a few feet away, and at the same time shook the yīn gun in his hand, which didn't look like he was playing a gun trick at all, but as if the gun had turned into a red-hot soldering iron, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly.

In fact, of course, abandoning the gun would not happen to Fang Li, but the qi and blood in his left hand suddenly seemed to be solidified, completely unconscious, and a cold energy was still pressing in.

But the most terrifying thing was that when his luck wanted to force back the cold energy, the vitality in his body surged to his left hand like cháo water, and then when he touched the little star of the cold core, it immediately seemed to be turned into nothing.

Feeling that his physical strength was losing bit by bit, his heart was faintly filled with a feeling of dizziness, this strange situation that had never been seen before, compared to the cold qi that invaded his body, Fang Li felt more terrifying.

So instinctively, he retreated to the side of the one-eyed Meng Tai, and shouted in an extremely dry and hoarse voice:

"Big brother, that kid's true anger is weird, I may not be able to hold it for long, retreat!"

As early as when Fang Li made a move to disperse the big fireball, Meng Tai recovered from his shock, and then found that his two mid-Peiyuan masters were planted in Yi Ting's hands, but at this time he regained his composure.

If the black-clothed boy was regarded as an ordinary early Peiyuan monk, then everything in front of him was naturally impossible.

However, Meng Tai and Fang Li are not small hairy people who have not experienced wind and waves, but outlaws who have been rolling on the edge of life and death for a long time, and have done a lot of outlaws, and their sensitivity to crises and adaptability are by no means comparable.

Therefore, the strength shown by Yi Ting is beyond doubt, not only has it reversed the entire battle situation, but it is definitely possible to threaten Meng Tai himself, which has been proven since Fang Li made a move against him.

"Withdraw!"

After a heavy drink, Meng Tai didn't drag any mud and water, grabbed seven or eight 'thunder bombs' from the storage bag, and threw them towards Yi Ting.

The power of the 'Thunder Fire Bomb' is equivalent to the explosion charm of the third grade, but the Thunder Fire Bomb is a hidden weapon rather than a seal, in addition to not being able to control the detonation with true qi, it is also extremely unstable, and when it hits the target, it will produce a violent explosion.

And the reason why they all threw at Yi Ting was because he was the only one in the field who 'maybe' been 'hit hard', but he was an extremely crucial person.

If it was before confronting Fang Li, this batch of thunder fire bombs would definitely not be able to hurt Yi Ting, but at this time, no one knew how badly injured it was, so the people of the True Martial Sect would never sit idly by, and in this way, a gap was created.

Immediately afterward, Meng Tai grabbed Fang Li's arm, and then swept away at full speed in the direction away from here.

At the same time, the last remaining thief in the middle of Peiyuan, after picking up a life, didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he exerted an unprecedented high speed, and fled in panic after the two leaders.

And the people of the True Martial Sect stopped in front of Yi Ting, and after knocking all the thunder bombs to the side, they began to hesitate whether to pursue Meng Tai and Fang Li, and they all turned their heads to look at Lu Hao.

But seeing Lu Hao shook his head, and then said: "Don't chase it anymore, this account will be calculated later, now let's take a ring on the side first, and it is important to protect the safety of Brother Yi!"

After this battle, Lu Hao had to guard against other forces that would wait for the opportunity to move, if he pursued Meng Tai and Fang Li at this time, it would give the hidden enemy a chance to break through, but more importantly, Yi Ting's injuries were unknown, and someone must protect him.

"Yi Ting, are you okay?!" Lu Yi rushed to Yi Ting's side first, anxious to ask about his injury, his eyes were full of real anxiety and concern.

Of course, at this moment, not only Lu Yi is like this, everyone also doesn't want anything to happen to Yi Ting, because if it weren't for him, I'm afraid everyone would have to be buried here.

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