Chapter 155: Pretending

After Yi Tianfang restrained Bu Ting, he sat cross-legged on the spot, absorbing the pure yang qi with all his strength, recovering the injuries in his body, and as soon as the vigorous pure yang qi entered the body, it turned into a stream of heat to moisten Yi Tianfang's dilapidated body, so that his injuries would heal as soon as possible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yi Tianfang and Bu Ting fought for a very short time, but it was very dangerous, he was punched by Bu Ting a few times, and his five organs had already been damaged, and his last move, the Great Wilderness God Fist, was even more beyond the limit, he injured himself before hurting the enemy, his fists were blurred, and his muscles and veins were full of scars, if it weren't for this, he would not have been able to hurt Bu Ting.

With this kind of injury of his, an ordinary person would have died a long time ago, but Yi Tianfang was so strong that he couldn't hold on to it, and he could use his pure yang qi to recover.

Pure Yang Qi is indeed magical, but in a few breaths, Yi Tianfang suppressed the injury, from the outside, the whole body injury has been healed, but the meridians in the body have not fully recovered, and the strength is less than thirty percent.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came into Yi Tianfang's ears, he frowned, gave up pranayama, and looked at the person with full vigilance.

"Third son, are you alright?"

Zhu Zhanyou went and returned, and also brought some good hands from the rivers and lakes to support, they all had big shoulders and thick waists, and their temples were high and bulging, and they were masters of both internal and external cultivation at a glance, but after Yi Tianfang saw Zhu Zhanyou, instead of pleased, he was more cautious, and secretly kept recovering his strength, but unfortunately his meridians were damaged and could not be restored for a while, affecting the operation of true qi, although he tried his best to recover, but with little effect.

"I'm fine!" Yi Tianfang didn't dare to show his flaws, he said calmly: "You came quite quickly!"

When Zhu Zhanyou heard Yi Tianfang's words, he felt weak for a while, and unconsciously took a step back, hiding in the middle of a group of masters, he actually came a long time ago, but at that time, Yi Tianfang and Bu Ting were fighting, and the remaining strength of the fight was too fierce, he didn't dare to step forward, and Zhu Zhanyou wanted to wait until the two of them split the victory, and then stand in line, whoever wins, he will help whoever wins, and be a wall grass!

Although Yi Tianfang couldn't use the mind reading ability, he was cautious, and he could see that Zhu Zhanyou's mind was wavering, and now that his internal injuries had not healed, he was the weakest period, and if Zhu Zhanyou wanted to hold him, now was the best time.

"Third son, I see that you are seriously injured, I'll let someone help you out!" Zhu Zhanyou is not sure about Yi Tianfang's state now, from the outside, Yi Tianfang is not seriously injured, there is only a little blood on his body, but there are no scars, and Bu Ting is unconscious on the ground and has lost the ability to resist, but he doesn't believe that Yi Tianfang can subdue Bu Ting, a great master of the Divine Realm, intact, so he still wants to test one or two.

He didn't dare to personally step forward to help Yi Tianfang up, so he hinted at one of the Jianghu masters and asked him to try Yi Tianfang.

Yi Tianfang saw Zhu Zhanyou's thoughts, and before the tempting person approached, he suddenly stood up, looked at Zhu Zhanyou with a straight face, and said without showing weakness.

"I'm not seriously injured, you can just carry Bu Ting out!"

He understands that he must not show weakness now, otherwise his life will not be guaranteed, Zhu Zhanyou seems to be threatened by him to assist in the sneak attack on Bu Ting, but he is still unwilling to be coerced by Yi Tianfang in his heart, for his own sake and for the sake of his family, he also has to fight, and he will kill Yi Tianfang at the first opportunity.

Zhu Zhanyou saw Yi Tianfang standing up, full of majestic momentum, and he looked undamaged on the surface, he panicked in his heart, his eyes flicked, suggesting that a master around him went to test Yi Tianfang, Yi Tianfang saw it in his eyes, but he didn't show his face, and secretly gathered the last three percent of his true qi in his palm to guard against Zhu Zhanyou.

Zhu Zhanyou stood beside a strong man in his forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a fierce face, and thick knuckles on both palms.

He deliberately took a step forward, blocked in front of Zhu Zhanyou, and hugged his fist at Yi Tianfang and said, "Wen Qiang, who is running down, has seen the third son!"

Yi Tianfang had never heard of Wen Qiang's name, but he could see that Wen Qiang's strength was not bad, at least he had the cultivation of the Condensation Realm, and he was the strongest person in martial arts among all people.

"Ben Thunder Hand?" Yi Tianfang said arrogantly: "I haven't heard of it!"

When Wen Qiang heard Yi Tianfang's words, anger flashed on his face, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Yi Tianfang fiercely with a pair of eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I heard that the third prince is a master disciple of Tianzong, and his martial arts are extraordinary.

Wen Qiang approached Yi Tianfang as he spoke, his momentum oppressed Yi Tianfang, his palms implied a monstrous strength, Yi Tianfang stood in place seemingly indifferently, and said disdainfully.

"Heavenly Sect Peerless, how can you peep at will!"

Yi Tianfang kept provoking Wen Qiang with his words, he knew in his heart that he was not Wen Qiang's opponent now, only by provoking him, making Wen Qiang lose his cool and revealing his flaws, he would have a chance to defeat Wen Qiang, deter a group of strong enemies, and avoid today's crisis.

Sure enough, when Wen Qiang heard Yi Tianfang's words, he immediately said angrily: "Huangkou Xiaoer, his skills are not big, and his tone is not small!"

Before he finished speaking, his palms stretched forward with all his strength, and the thunder palm was full force, and there was a sound of wind and thunder in his palm, and the lightning flashed in his palm.

Wen Qiang's palms seem to be mighty, but unfortunately it is too much, he uses all his strength, it means that he can't change his moves, and he uses both palms together, which means that the empty doors on both sides are exposed, how can Yi Tianfang let go of such a good opportunity.

"Brush!"

Although he can't use the flash step, Yi Tianfang has a strong physique and full of explosive power, and he easily dodged Wen Qiang's move to run to the thunder palm, quickly went around to his side, replaced the knife with his palm, stretched out his right palm, and stabbed straight into Wen Qiang's ribs, although Yi Tianfang's skills are now greatly damaged, but the speed is still not comparable to Wen Qiang, Wen Qiang saw Yi Tianfang's amazing speed, and he knew it in his heart, but unfortunately his body could not keep up with the speed in his heart.

"Intercept the momentum!"

Intercepting the knife qi, one blow hit, directly attacking his heart from Wen Qiang's ribs, Wen Qiang's own true qi is like paper paste, and he can't stop the knife qi at all, there is a chaos in the tendons, and after the knife qi enters the tendons, it directly penetrates the heart in a spiral shape.

"Poof!" Wen Qiang vomited blood, and from time to time some pieces of internal organs squirted out of his mouth, leaned back, and fell straight to the ground.

After Yi Tian let go, he retreated to the place, with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed, he gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and kept pretending, not letting Zhu Zhanyou see the flaws, although the move he made just now was powerful, but the shock was strong, and after one move, he was injured and injured.

Wen Qiang died with one move, which shocked Zhu Zhanyou and others, even if Wen Qiang's martial arts were the highest, but in the face of Yi Tianfang, he was vulnerable, and everyone was frightened to take a step back, as if Yi Tianfang was a flood beast, Zhu Zhanyou was a literati and didn't know the hearts of people in the rivers and lakes, so he was the calmest person among all and was the first to react.

"The third son forgives the sin, Wen Qiang is a martial artist, and he collides with the son without authorization, the crime deserves death! The discipline of the subordinates is unfavorable, and the crime is unforgivable!"

Zhu Zhanyou was able to bend and stretch, seeing that Wen Qiang was dead, he quickly knelt down to make amends to Yi Tianfang, and put all the fault on Wen Qiang, turning big things into small things and small things, just wanting to save his life, but he didn't see behind him, and the masters he recruited were all disappointed.

Yi Tianfang looked at Zhu Zhanyou who was kneeling lightly, glanced at his subordinates, and the corners of his mouth curled, and he stepped forward.

When Zhu Zhanyou's subordinates saw Yi Tian take a step forward, they were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground and apologized.

"The third prince forgives his sins!"

"Damn the villain!"

"Your Excellency, you have a lot, let the villain go!"

These people recruited by Zhu Zhanyou are just some gangsters with three religions and nine ranks, their martial arts are not high, but their hearts are big, but they can be shocked by Yi Tianfang's move, and they immediately put down their dignity and kowtow to make amends, and Yi Tianfang was disdainful when he saw it!

In the face of these gangsters, Yi Tian walked past them arrogantly and left the cell by himself, and Zhu Zhanyou saw that Yi Tianfang disappeared into the cell before they dared to get up and leave with Bu Ting, leaving Wen Qiang's body alone in the prison, stinky alone.

It's a pity that they don't know that now Yi Tianfang doesn't even have the strength to stand, they just hold on to their bodies and pretend, and if they miss this opportunity, they will never be able to threaten Yi Tianfang again. (To be continued.) )