Seeing that the cultivators of the Yi Yan Sword Sect and the delicate woman's body turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood in an instant, the monks present were in a mess almost instantly, struggling to escape outside the Sword Pavilion.

The old foundation building realm's eyes widened, and he immediately shouted angrily, propped up the light blue spiritual power light shield, and pulled out an ice-blue magic sword behind his back, pinched a sword trick, and shot out several sword qi.

The gray-robed monk, on the other hand, only glanced over there slightly, then ignored it, threw out a ball of blood-colored flames like a sharp cone with his backhand, and turned his head and walked out.

Boom Boom –

With a violent explosion, the Sword Pavilion teleportation array on the basement floor collapsed along with countless monks who had no time to escape, and only some of the fast-running monks fled to the ground, screaming and running towards the market.

Naturally, this movement attracted the attention of all the monks in the market.

I saw that the magnificent Sword Pavilion collapsed in an instant with a muffled sound, and even the surface with a radius of hundreds of meters collapsed, if it weren't for the defensive prohibition engraved on the surface of the Sword Pavilion, I was afraid that Fang Cai would have to let it fall apart.

There is naturally no shortage of foundation building in Yandu City, but most of them are not the cultivation of the Yi Yan Sword Sect. In their induction, two breaths that were both foundation building beings suddenly erupted from under the Sword Pavilion, but one unfamiliar aura was as strong as fire, and the other was familiar.

But it wasn't this that frightened them, but that after that momentum exploded, the fiery aura did not fluctuate, and the dying aura weakened in an instant, until it was annihilated and died.

Build the foundation realm, die!

Whew!

In an instant, there were several spiritual power halos of the foundation building realm rushing into the mid-air of Yandu City, although they were not monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, but they were also secretly attached to them, or had interests entangled with them, and they couldn't and didn't dare to just watch the Yi Yan Sword Sect suffer.

There are also some Tsukiji existences who are secretly peeping, but they have the mentality of watching the excitement, hiding from afar, paying attention to the trend of the situation.

However, whether it is the former or the latter, they are faintly trembling in their hearts, this time the incident is a big deal!

Yandu City is right under the nose of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, and someone dares to be presumptuous here and slaughter a foundation building existence, which is undoubtedly a shame for the entire Yi Yan Sword Sect, and the Yi Yan Sword Sect will definitely not give up.

But some foundation-building beings who are really involved with the Yi Yan Sword Sect know that things are far from being so simple.

If it is said that the Sword Pavilion of Yandu City is in trouble, such a thing as a foundation building body will make the Yi Yan Sword Sect angry, then saying the identity of this fallen foundation building realm will probably cause the anger of the Yi Yan Sword Sect.

Yudan was furious, and the blood flowed like a river!

Even if his personal disciple was killed more than half a year ago, and the slaughter of the Sword Pavilion in Qiyuan City half a month ago might only make him angry and order him to be held accountable, but the death of the old decrepit foundation guarded by the Sword Pavilion in Yandu City will definitely make him so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, and the murderer will be captured at any cost.

There is no other reason, although the strength of the old decrepit foundation is low, and he only has to build the foundation in the early stage of his life, but his age is almost the limit, and he has lived for more than three hundred years, witnessing the replacement of several generations of the Yi Yan Sword Sect.

Moreover, his name is Li Yuanting, and he is the oldest qualified existence of the Li family of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, and he is also the enlightenment teacher of Li Zhenyang, the current ancestor of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, and his biological father.

Although Li Zhenyang is a real person, he still misses his father's enlightenment and upbringing. He overrode public opinion and spent a huge price to obtain a ground-level elixir from the Douyuan Immortal Sect, the Shengsheng Creation Realm Pill, and pushed his old and decrepit father directly from the late stage of Qi cultivation to the Foundation Building Realm, and forcibly snatched two hundred years of life.

And in order to give his old father something to do, Li Zhenyang deliberately let him serve as a town guard monk in the Sword Pavilion of Yandu City under the nose of Yi Yan Sword Sect. originally thought that Li Yuanting still had decades to live, and Li Zhenyang was also happy to have his old father retire here, but he didn't want everything to disappear with that muffled sound.

All the foundation-building beings present can imagine how angry Li Zhenyang would be if Taiheng Zhenren knew about this.

"Everyone, let's shoot together, capture this thief who plotted to kill the old predecessors of the Yuan Court, and send it to Yandu Mountain!"

In the middle of the air, a middle-aged monk gritted his teeth, causing the people around him to nod in agreement.

Just because of Li Yuanting's death, maybe under Li Zhenyang's anger, these foundation building realms that are entangled with the Yi Yan Sword Sect will be unlucky.

In this way, how could they not hate the person who killed Li Yuanting?

Hastily!

A black robe was like a ghost, rushing out from under the Sword Pavilion building that had sunk into the ground, stepping into the air, standing on the opposite side of a kind of imposing and spiritual power halo boiling.

"Thief, take your life!"

A burly bearded man took up a bloody murder weapon axe, bulging his muscles, and even the person with the axe turned into a sky-splitting axe.

Immediately after, a monk raised a white jade ring and turned into layers of phantoms towards the black-robed monk, while others sacrificed a talisman and turned into a roaring fire dragon, slamming its teeth and claws at it.

For a while, in mid-air, there were four Zhuji at the same time, and the middle-aged monk who sacrificed a dark black nail-shaped spiritual weapon was even more of an existence in the late stage of foundation building. The four of them shot together, but they were afraid that even the foundation building would have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Ho Ho ......"

In the eyes of countless monks in the huge Dafang City, the strange black-robed monk did not retreat, only let out a low chilling laugh, and two blood-red blood flames rose under the wide sleeves, turning into two blood-colored sharp cones in his miserable white palm.

"Sure enough, it's a blood massacre!"

Those Tsukiji existences who were secretly peeping in the dark breathed a sigh of relief in fear and fear, and continued to stare at the battle situation in mid-air.

In mid-air, the four of them saw the two blood flame cones in the hands of the black-robed monk, and the expression in their eyes was extremely complicated, but they still gritted their teeth and rushed to kill regardless of it.

How could they not guess that in addition to the bloody slaughter that slaughtered the Sword Pavilion of Qiyuan City half a month ago, who would dare to kill Yandu City.

It's just that they have a reason to fight.

Whew!

A cone of blood flame let out a scream that pierced the eardrums, and in an instant, it turned into a bloody light, colliding with the fierce axe light that rushed first, and a huge ball of blood flame exploded in mid-air.

"Brother Luo!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the bearded man with an axe was overwhelmed by blood flames, the three people behind him had their hearts shook, and their faces were frightened.

Luo Yang was second only to the middle-aged Deng Zhutao among them in cultivation, and he also had a cultivation body, and his physique was almost comparable to that of a high-level magic weapon, but in the face of that screaming blood flame cone, his aura was like a candle flame in a hurricane, and it dissipated cleanly.