"It's just that you're disloyal to the sect, and you're still acting for the tiger, you should die!" Sen Ran's words echoed in the hall, and in the palm of his hand, a wisp of strength swallowed, and the young man's throat was shattered, and he couldn't die anymore. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info casually threw the young man's body aside, his mind moved slightly, the golden sword qi crisscrossed the hall, and the screams came and went, but after a moment, the hall was quiet again.

Blood flowed on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood spread through the hall. The dozen or so young people who had hesitated before and did not release their hands on Yin Tian looked at the scene in front of them, their faces were pale, and they looked at Yin Tianfang's gaze with awe and fear.

"If you do evil, you will be like them. The cold words sounded in everyone's ears, making these people's hearts awe-struck.

Yin Tianfang's expression was indifferent, standing in the main hall, dozens of red rays of red mangs poured into Yin Tianfang's body, entered the dantian, and was absorbed by the red lotus. The red lotus bloomed slightly, and the breath on Yin Tian's body also changed slightly at this moment.

As soon as his feet moved, Yin Tianfang went straight to the outside of the main hall.

In the Xuandao Sect at night, the quiet atmosphere was broken with the movement in the main hall. One after another, figures flew from all over the Xuandao Sect and went straight to the Discipline Hall.

As soon as Yin Tianfang came out of the Discipline Hall, there were already dozens of young people standing there outside, all of them staring at each other, with murderous intent on their faces. The flying figure paused slightly, Yin Tianfang raised his head and glanced at those people. These people used to be disciples of the Xuandao Sect. Although I wasn't familiar with it before, we were the same after all.

And these people also recognized Yin Tianfang, some of them looked suspicious, while some of them looked indifferent. Even though they used to be brothers in the same sect, today, they are no longer disciples of the Xuandao Sect.

"Who dares to cover the sky, and dares to break into my Qingyun Sect!" A cold shout came, and several streamers swept quickly, exuding an extremely powerful aura on their bodies. They all reached the eighth or ninth layer of the condensation stage.

Yin Tianfang's divine sense dispersed, instantly enveloping most of the Xuandao Sect, under the scanning of his divine sense, countless Dao figures were rushing towards this side, and among these people who rushed over, the highest cultivation was in the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Condensation.

Looking at the more and more people gathered around him, Yin Tianfang's expression became more and more cold. These people are all former disciples of the Xuandao Sect. The Xuandao Sect was defeated by the Qingyun Sect and fell apart. Qingyun Sect occupies the land of Xuandao Sect, and these people actually betrayed Xuandao Sect and chose to submit to Qingyun Sect.

At this time, they were even more planning to release their hands on Yin Tian.

The cold glow in Yin Tianfang's eyes became heavier and heavier, he looked at the people around him, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was like a cold wind, passing away from all directions: "For the sake of the same sect in the past, give you three breaths of time, and those who stand in the way, die!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes, and after a breath, Yin Tianfang opened his eyes, a red light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, his figure rushed forward like lightning.

With a wave of the sleeve robe, the wind and clouds surged, and an invisible big hand slammed forward, and the air made a burst of explosions, and where the invisible big hand passed, some disciples who were weak in cultivation instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Many figures were swept away by the aftermath, vomiting blood and flying out. Yin Tianfang raised his hand and pointed at it, and a golden light shot out. The golden sword swam in the void, and those who were injured and vomited blood and flew backwards, before their bodies could stand firmly, were pierced through the heart by the golden sword.

In just a few breaths, those former disciples of the Xuandao Sect died tragically in the hands of Yin Tianfang. The rich smell of blood permeated, and on the ground, fragmented bodies were scattered.

The rest of the people showed a look of horror on their faces, and they retreated one after another, and gradually, most of the disciples used the spiritual power of their whole bodies to quickly escape, but these escaped disciples did not escape too far, a golden light flashed, a big hole was broken in the chest, and blood splattered and died.

Yin Tianfang's expression was indifferent, his eyes flashed with a strange red glow, and as the number of deaths increased, more and more crimson aura poured into Yin Tianfang's body, submerged into the red refining.

Within the dantian, the petals of the red refining slowly bloomed under the moisture of this red breath. And the aura on Yin Tian's body slowly strengthened with the bloom of refining.

Once the red refining is fully blooming, at that time, Yin Tianfang will completely step into the realm of foundation building.

More and more people died, and more crimson killing breath submerged into Yin Tianfang's body, his face was cold, and in his red eyes flashed, there was a faint ruthless and ruthless color, and the cold light suddenly appeared, and everywhere he passed, all the former Xuandao Sect disciples who did not retreat were shattered one by one, or pierced through the heart by the golden sword.

For those who died, Yin Tianfang didn't even look at it, and his body galloped by, and his speed did not decrease.

At this moment, everyone who used to be a disciple of the Xuandao Sect had already collapsed in his heart, watching his fellow disciples explode into a blood mist one by one. Deep fear spread unscrupulously in the bottom of my heart.

"Bold fanatics, don't be murderous!" A loud shout sounded, and among the crowd, the people with the highest cultivation also came back to their senses at this time, but Yin Tianfang's speed was too fast. Just count the time, and kill hundreds of people.

This made them shocked and angry, and one by one, the figures flew by, the aura on their bodies surged, and they all released their hands towards Yin Tian. Yin Tian paused for a moment, and his eyes suddenly looked at those people.

These people, in the past, were all inner disciples of the Xuandao Sect, and they were extremely talented, after two years, the cultivation of these people has reached the realm of the ninth layer of condensation, and if they go further, they can condense the great consummation. As long as they are given some more time, they will definitely be able to enter the realm of foundation building.

"Hmph! Look for death!" Yin Tian paused, stretched out his hands, and slapped at one of them, and the gravitational technique turned into an invisible palm and slapped it fiercely on this person.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man flew upside down in an instant, slamming into the ground. Yin Tianfang didn't look at it, his eyes fell on the other person, and as soon as he grabbed it, the invisible big hand held this person and suddenly exerted force.

"Bang!"

A cloud of blood mist burst open, and the man was pinched and exploded by the big hand, turning into a blood mist in the sky. The rest of the people who were originally going to make a move suddenly stopped their bodies and looked at Yin Tianfang with a frightened expression.

What kind of cultivation is this, one move is to kill the master of the ninth layer of condensation. Could it be that he is a strong man in the foundation building period!

This thought couldn't help but pop up in everyone's hearts, and their bodies couldn't help but retreat backwards. Shoot at a strong man in the foundation building period, light a lantern in the unconscious pit, and look for death.

At this moment, in a certain direction of the Xuandao Sect, several old men with old faces were silent, just frowning and staring at Yin Tianfang, with a solemn look in their eyes.