When everything returns to Qingming, in the destroyed locked dragon array, there are rocks on the ground, and in the eyes of the array, Qi Tian stands alone and proudly, and the two Four Books and Five Classics in his hands are originally tall and big, at this time, the whole body has been squeezed into a small ball of flesh and blood by the chain of the dragon, only a huge head on the neck remains, and two eyes that protrude outward, and dark green lips, like a fish that is about to die on the shore, one by one, there is no sound, silent words, there seems to be endless unwillingness.

The remaining seven people were furious when they saw the tragic death of their fellow disciples, and Zheng Zhonghe said angrily: "Evil Qi Tian! I, Confucian, will definitely break your body to pieces today!"

Although the two generals had already been damaged, Zheng Zhonghe still had a steady look, as if Qi Tian's head was already hanging in his hand.

Zheng Zhonghe ordered the rest of the others to be on the side to help him sweep the formation, and he alone carried the ink fan to face Qi Tian.

One of the remaining four books and five classics reminded with concern: "Senior brother, this thief is fierce, you take risks alone, I am afraid of accidents, let's go together." ”

Zheng Zhonghe thought about it and agreed, and the seven of them flew out together, and the seven ink fans attacked Qi Tian again.

Without the help of the Locking Dragon Array, the seven of them could only fight beside Qi Tian, and they no longer dared to confront him head-on.

Qi Tian, who was on the upper body of the King of Fu, had already covered his whole body with flesh and blood, and although the attacks of the seven people were strong, they could no longer pose any threat to him.

On the contrary, Qi Tian's fighting spirit was strong, and between swings of his fist, he knocked the two Four Books and Five Classics into the cliff.

At this time, Fang Ling'er was about to climb to Qi Tian's side, Zheng Zhonghe happened to see her crawling hard, seeing that his combat power was constantly decreasing, he glanced at Yankong in the distance, and immediately shook the ink fan in his hand, and flew out to Fang Ling'er again, this time Zheng Zhonghe in order to provoke Qi Tian, specially killed him, this blow is also extraordinary, and his fellow Confucianists are also very puzzled by Zheng Zhonghe's abnormal behavior, and now it is a fierce battle with Qi Tian, Qi Tian is now angry with the king, which is already very difficult, and Zheng Zhonghe has repeatedly angered Qi Tian, which makes their situation very difficult。

Fang Ling'er was violently lifted into the sky by the ink fan, and a deep scar was cut on her lower abdomen by the ink fan.

Qi Tian turned his head suddenly, at this time, he could only feel a shadow passing through the air, but he couldn't tell who it was.

Until Fang Ling'er's scream came into his ears, a name that made him mourn rose to the deepest part of his consciousness: Fang Ling'er!

The Angry King's consciousness was mixed up with his own, and now he was left with only one simple thought: kill!

The flesh and bones were pushed to the extreme, Qi Tian's fists flashed with thousands of brilliance, and the power of True Yuan was as vast as the sea, bringing oppression to everyone in the valley that they had never felt in their lives.

In just a moment, the power of the True Yuan was frantically poured out, and two more Four Books and Five Classics died on the spot.

Yankong slowly walked to Fang Ling'er's side, Fang Ling'er was seriously injured, she touched her stomach with one hand, and her body kept shaking.

Yankong looked in Qi Tian's direction and said slowly: "It's fast, it's fast, you insist on it!"

Fang Ling'er couldn't hear what Yankong said clearly, and she didn't notice the tone of Yankong's voice, which began to become a little weird, and the pain and fear had made her unable to distract herself.

Two more people were killed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and only five people remained.

Zheng Zhonghe immediately ordered: "Retreat!"

Everyone withdrew from the battle circle and hid outside Qi Tian's attack range, but Zheng Zhonghe didn't stay away as if he was waiting for something, just quietly watched Qi Tian.

The personnel of the twelve surnames, seeing that this duel has reached this point, when the two sides started the war, they had already begun to evacuate according to the platoon, and the remaining personnel of the entire twelve surnames were only four or five people around Yao Jingyan on the mountainside.

One of the clan elders said to Yao Jingyan: "Touren! This thief seems to be about to get out of control, let's go, it seems that Confucianism will definitely not be able to clean him up this time, hum! What four books and five classics, now they have all been lying four, when they sent us the letter before, they still had to be so mysterious, and we cooperated with them so much in vain, as a result, alas!"

Yao Jingyan said with some doubts: "If Confucianism really only has such a few moves, then Confucianism would have perished in the battle of the four major families, and I am very curious now, what are the chess pieces that Confucianism has not revealed." ”

Suddenly, one of the people next to him exclaimed, "Look, what's wrong with that wicked man! Why did he start vomiting blood!"

In the Lock Dragon Array, Qi Tian, who was still looking up to the sky and howling just now, was about to chase the remaining Four Books and Five Classics, but at this time, he fell to the ground on his knees, and kept spitting black blood in his mouth, he was poisoned!

The red light on Qi Tian's body was slowly dimming, and his true yuan was leaking out frantically.

The moment this inexplicable strange poison broke out, it was the time when Qi Tian raised his cultivation to the peak.

The divine power given by the King of Anger has been lost in just the time of a pillar of incense, and Qi Tian has completely sobered up, but he is still vomiting blood, and he knows that this time he is in a catastrophe!

With light blood, he slowly walked towards Qi Tian, and he said as he walked: "This poison is called prosperity and decline, the grass and trees are withered and prosperous, and the prosperity must decline, and the same is true for people, if anyone is poisoned, whenever he improves his skills to the peak of his life, this poison will spread in his body like mushrooms after a rain, eroding his body, scattering his true power, and making him completely a wasted person." ”

Qi Tiandao knelt on the ground, and the black blood in his mouth had already formed a long black line: "Yankong! ”

As soon as he shouted out the two words of Yankong, Yankong's face began to have a wonderful change, only to see half of Yankong's face began to twist wildly, and the facial features of the last half of his face seemed to be crowded in a heap, looking disgusting and terrifying.

The half of his face began to speak, another high-pitched, sharp tone, as if his throat was full of needles.

"Qi Enren, do you remember me? hehehaha!"

Yankong's other face was still solemn and solemn, but he was silent.

Qi Tian said with difficulty: "You are... Playing empty,Yes。。。 You... Poison!"

The stage suddenly raised his foot and kicked Qi Tian to the ground, Qi Li's strength was completely lost, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The half-ugly face said viciously: "I'm not acting empty, I'm the poor person who was persuaded by you to enter the demon path from the Buddha's gate, do you still remember the Buddha debate in front of the temple! If it weren't for you, I would be able to become such an ugly appearance now? I know I can't beat you, so I've been waiting for the opportunity, and God has lived up to me, and finally let me wait! Hahaha! I didn't expect it to be so simple and so happy to implement!"

Qi Tiandao: "You... If you poison me, you will not be afraid of being ridiculed by the world. ”

The ugly face of the actor said: "Laughed at by the world?" haha, Qi Tian, you are always so naïve, so naïve that it makes people laugh." Bergamot tea is brewed by Fang Ling'er herself, and I have been meditating in the meditation room, never leaving the meditation room half a step, and I heard that the current Confucian storyteller, recently received a particularly interesting book, the name of the story is called Yanfu Qi Tian, which says that a hero named Qi Tian, because of jealousy of his twelve brothers' family property, in a rage, slaughtered all the brothers, and looted all their money, and finally fell in love with all kinds of Qinglou women, and finally the country for these women to fight for the wind and jealousy, one of them called Fang Ling'er's concubine, poisoned you to death。 This kind of ingratitude, the heinous head of the ten heinous crimes of mutilating your siblings, there is more than innocent death, I believe that as long as this word is sung, there will be no one in the world who eats your flesh and skin and sucks your blood, even if you die here today, there are a bunch of people lining up to dig up your grave, break your bones and scatter ashes, and your sweetheart, Fang Ling'er as a concubine celebrity in history, hahaha!"

Qi Tian said: "Sure enough... It was you who colluded with Confucianism. ”

Yan Kong said: "In your mouth is collusion, in my place it is cooperation, now it is obvious that I have won, and you... Lose like a dog!"

Yankong stepped on Qi Tian's face: "Look at yourself now, don't you look like a dog! Qi Enren! ha!"

Qi Tiandao: "Have you ever wanted to grow... Born from the heart, maybe you have this ugly face in your heart... ”

Yan Kong hurriedly said: "Look for death!"

casually he pulled out a knife from his arms, and was about to stab Qi Tian in the throat.

At this time, Zheng Zhonghe floated down from the air, landed beside Yankong, and stopped Yankong with a loud voice: "Wait! Confucianism needs to keep him alive and inquire about Tianliu's whereabouts!"

Yankong stopped extremely unhappily, but he said again: "Okay, if you want to live, then I will only cut off his ten fingers and hands, so that it can be just in case, this is also the only reward I want from you Confucians, although I can't kill him, but I want to torture him, I want him to experience the pain and torture I have suffered for so many years!"

Zheng Zhonghe thought about it, nodded and agreed, for a madman, as long as you don't ask too much, you can only try to satisfy him, otherwise you don't know what he will do when he is out of the ordinary.

Yankong pulled up Qi Tian's little finger, and his excitement and excitement could be seen on his distorted face.

Just as he was about to make a move, a voice in the distance shouted, "Stop. . . Hands!"

Fang Ling'er leaned against a tree and slowly pushed her body up, although she was very weak now, she still did not change the awe-inspiring color between her eyebrows.

Fang Ling'er said: "If you dare to touch him, our landlord will not let you go! All of you, he will not let you go!"

Yankong laughed loudly: "Silly girl, why don't you have a long memory, didn't this Confucian master already make it very clear to you before, you lightly clothed landlord, count yourself as a fart, who can you scare?" Maybe he is standing in front of me now, I will still think about it, now that no one else is here, what am I afraid of?"

Fang Ling'er said: "Our landlord is rushing this way! He will be there soon!"

Fang Ling'er has no choice but to delay it for a moment, in fact, she knows in her heart that the Qingyi Building is mainly able to appear, it has appeared a long time ago, and it will definitely not wait until now, but she still refuses to give up the last glimmer of hope.