As soon as Yin Tian let it go, he seriously injured several monks with three layers of condensing qi, and his body exuded the aura of five layers of condensing qi, which made the middle-aged man feel frightened. Judging from his appearance, Yin Tianfang's age is definitely not very old, no more than twenty years old, but he already has such a cultivation. This can only show that the qualifications of the cloudy day are simply against the sky.

The middle-aged man's expression was cold, he raised his hand and pointed at Yin Tianfang, the spiritual power of heaven and earth surged, and a huge finger was condensed, exuding a powerful aura, and pointed towards Yin Tianfang and Nuo Lan.

A strong sense of oppression struck, making Yin Tianfang a little unable to break through. It's just a realm perception, but there is too much difference in strength between the two. With a burst of shouting, Yin Tianfang's head was bulging, and he raised his hand and suddenly slapped it out.

Poof!

The palm force and the finger force collided, Yin Tianfang suddenly couldn't stand the powerful impact, his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out upside down, and even Nuo Lan fell to the ground together.

Seeing this scene, a brief hint of surprise appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, but then, the corners of his mouth lifted a cruel smile.

"I thought you had this kind of cultivation, and it would take a lot of effort to take you down, but now it seems that you are just a stunned young man, and you don't have the slightest combat experience. The middle-aged man said coldly, staring at Yin Tianfang with a look of banter in his eyes.

"It's just flowers in a greenhouse, so it's much easier to kill you. The middle-aged man landed on the boulder and looked at the pale Yin Tianfang and said.

Yin Tianfang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, from the time he started to cultivate, to now, it was only a few months, and in a few months, he had jumped from an ordinary person to a fifth-level cultivator. And during this period, he has never experienced life and death, as the middle-aged man said, he is no different from the flowers in the greenhouse at this moment.

Even, his cultivation advanced too fast, so that the spells he could cast now were only the two most basic spells, the gravitational technique and the fireball technique. In front of an old powerhouse like a middle-aged man, and a master of the sixth layer of condensation, he was as weak as a child.

"Let's go!" Yin Tianfang got up from the ground, pulled Nuo Lan, and fled in the direction of Xuandao Sect without hesitation.

"Want to leave?" The middle-aged man's expression turned cold, and countless sword qi burst out from his body, overwhelmingly shooting towards Yin Tianfang.

The sword qi was agitated, instantly blocking all the ways of Yin Tianfang, and the sharp sword qi shot towards Yin Tianfang and Nuo Lan. At this moment, Yin Tianfang and Nuo Lan can be said to have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. And Nuo Lan's cultivation is only three layers of condensation, and he has no power to fight back in front of this middle-aged man, so he can't help anything.

"If you can't escape, then fight. Yin Tianfang's expression was ruthless, his hands were sealed, and he cast a gravitational technique to form a barrier around it.

Although this barrier could not block the sword qi in the sky, it could slow down the speed of that sword qi. Yin Tianfang simply hugged Nora around his waist, and his body moved quickly to avoid the sword qi in the sky. When you really can't dodge, avoid the key points, and bear it with your body.

In just a moment's effort, Yin Tianfang's clothes were broken, his body was covered with wounds, and his body was covered with blood, as if he had become a bloody person. But Nolan was unscathed.

Bullied violently in his chest, Yin Tianfang's expression gradually became a little hideous, and a red light faintly appeared in his eyes. A tyrannical mood spread in Yin Tian's peace of mind.

"Kill!" With a burst of shouts, Yin Tianfang suddenly let go of Nuo Lan, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body swept out, rushing straight towards the middle-aged.

Seeing that Yin Tianfang actually came straight to him, a sneering smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth: "As a monk, you are really not ordinary stupid when you choose to fight with people in close combat. ”

"Wind Bondage!" "Wind Bondage!" his hands pinched, and with a clear drink, a sudden wind suddenly raged around him, and small tornadoes were like spiritual snakes, wrapping around Yin Tianfang's limbs, firmly binding him in place and unable to move.

"Open it for me!" Yin Tianfang's expression was hideous, his fists were clenched, his internal cultivation exploded, he broke free of the restraints, raised his hand and slapped it at the middle-aged man.

The invisible big hand contained all of Yin Tianfang's cultivation, and it slapped towards the middle-aged. The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flickered, and a long sword appeared in his hand. With a wave of his robe, the long sword turned into a streamer and galloped away. The sword light flowed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the huge palm was instantly shattered.

Until now, Yin Tianfang has not even injured a single hair of the opponent. Cultivation represents strength, but strength is not the same as cultivation. If Yin Tianfang had experienced the tempering of life and death, and had experienced life and death battles, then in the face of the monks of the sixth-layer realm of condensation, even if they were invincible, they would only end up like this.

"I've let you live for so long, it's time to send you on your way!" The middle-aged man seemed to have lost his patience, pinched his hands, and the restraint of the wind reappeared, restraining Yin Tianfang, and the long sword exuded a cold glow, sharp and compelling. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pointed, and the long sword suddenly turned into a streamer, piercing Yin Tianfang's heart.

Seeing that the long sword was about to penetrate Yin Tianfang's heart, at this moment, a figure suddenly pounced.

Laugh at!

At the last moment, Nuo Lan stopped in front of Yin Tianfang and used his body to block this killing blow. A drop of warm blood splashed on Yin Tianfang's face, Yin Tianfang's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils shrank. The pale face was full of tears, with a touch of reluctance. In the beautiful eyes, that wisp of tenderness made Yin Tian feel relieved and stinged fiercely.

"Run!" A weak voice came out of Nuo Lan's mouth, and Nuo Lan fell to the ground weakly, blood flowing out of the wound and into Yin Tianfang's eyes.

In an instant, the crimson glow in Yin Tianfang's eyes exploded, and everything he saw in front of him was red, like that bleak blood.

Scold!

A black light shot out from Yin Tianfang's storage bag, turning into a black long sword and appearing in front of Yin Tianfang.

"Does your heart hurt? Don't you feel powerless, and you want to gain great power? Then pick it up, and you will have unparalleled power to wipe out everything you see!"

"Hold it!"

"Ahh

Boom!

The power of restraint was shattered, Yin Tian lowered his head, his red eyes, and a deep black emanation emanated from his pupils. Yin Tian raised his hand and grasped the black long sword suspended in front of him.