In this young man, there is a peculiar charm that makes people unconsciously want to get close. Although his cultivation is not high, he has never shown the slightest fear in the face www.biquge.info of this situation.

Everyone is working hard to protect him, if he were an ordinary person, he would have been scared of the dead at this time, and he would do everything possible to leave this place of right and wrong. But this young man did not, and instead of fleeing, he appeared, intending to exchange his life for the survival of others.

"I'm the one you want to kill, I'm here, just let them go, and I can take them away. The young man said calmly.

"Hehe, the second prince laughed, your royal brother doesn't just want your life, everyone who is loyal to you must be wiped out. In this way, his throne will be secured in the future. ”

"Second prince, if you want to complain, just complain about your brother Wang, to be honest, compared to your brother Wang, you are much better, but the only thing you are inferior to him is that you are not as ruthless as him. ”

"What are you doing stunned, not a single one is left!" As soon as Sen Ran's words fell, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who had originally stopped made another move.

"Second prince, leave us alone, you go first, as long as you enter Tianyun City, you will be safe!" the middle-aged general shouted loudly, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and with a resolute intent, he rushed towards the old man.

As the distance between him and the old man narrowed, the momentum on the middle-aged general's body gradually became stronger, and his aura was tyrannical, like cooking oil on fire. There was a will to die in his eyes, and he was about to blow himself up and die with the other party.

"Hmph, want to blow yourself up?" On the other side, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he held the middle-aged general fiercely with a big hand, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Boom!" his body suddenly exploded, and the terrifying impact instantly swept around. This middle-aged general has cultivated to the mid-stage realm of foundation building, and the destructive power caused by this realm is undoubtedly huge.

The terrifying storm raged, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, and around the pit, cracks spread like spider webs.

The lethality generated by the self-explosion did not distinguish between the enemy and me, and those who were a little closer, whether it was those soldiers or the people of the Qingyun Sect, exploded into a cloud of blood mist one after another.

Under the impact of such horror, the old man's expression was calm. When that terrifying wave came to him, it seemed to be suddenly cut open and rushed past both sides of him.

As soon as the middle-aged general died, the hearts of the other soldiers sank and their morale was low. Coupled with the large number of Qingyun Sect, soon, hundreds of soldiers were slaughtered. There were corpses all around, blood stained the ground blood-red, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Only the second prince is still alive. Looking at the dead soldiers around him, the second prince looked sad, looked at the people of Qingyun Sect, and a touch of resentment surged on his handsome face.

"Qingyun Sect, aren't you afraid of retribution?" the second prince reprimanded angrily.

"Retribution, who dares to repay us? When your brother Wang succeeds to the throne, the entire Shui Kingdom will become the territory of my Qingyun Sect, who dares to offend my Qingyun Sect?!" the old man said arrogantly.

"Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?" the cold voice came, making the arrogant old man's face stagnate. Saying these words at this time is obviously not giving him face.

"Who dares to talk nonsense and can't find death?" The old man turned around suddenly, and in the distance, a figure slowly walked towards this side. Dressed in a cyan robe, he has a delicate face, but he has long snow-white hair.

This person is Yin Tianfang, who has disappeared for three years.

Yin Tianfang's pace seemed to be slow, but in fact the speed was extremely fast, and in just a few breaths, he came to the old man a hundred meters away. He stopped and stared at the old man with a blank expression. At a glance, it can be seen that this old man's cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.

"People from the Qingyun Sect?" Yin Tianfang asked.

"Knowingly asking, knowing that we are people from the Qingyun Sect, and you dare to make a big fuss, you are tired of it!" With a wave of his robe, the old man reached out and slapped it towards Yin Tianfang.

The spiritual power was boiling, the wind was sweeping, and the huge palm fluctuated with powerful spiritual power, and in an instant, it came to Yin Tianfang.

Yin Tianfang's face was calm, he stretched out a finger and lightly clicked, and the huge palm suddenly exploded, turning into a little spiritual light and dissipating in the air.

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart jumped, obviously shocked by Yin Tianfang's methods.

"All the disciples listen to the order, form a formation!" Countless Dao figures flew quickly, divided into eight directions, the spiritual power in his body gushed out, the old man was in the middle position, and countless spiritual power instantly poured into his body, making his breath rise steadily.

With the skyrocketing strength, the old man's face regained his composure and calmness again, and he looked at Yin Tianfang, with a cold glint in his eyes: "Boy, fighting alone, I admit that I am not your opponent." But don't forget, I'm from the Qingyun Sect, and I have countless ways to kill you!"

The voice fell, the old man roared, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted on his body, between the drumming of his robes, his hands were sealed, the void trembled, and the wind howled.

"How, the wind!"

"Change the rain!"

In an instant, the wind howled, above the sky, raindrops fell, seemingly ordinary raindrops, across Yin Tianfang's face, and a wound appeared on his face in an instant, and blood slowly oozed out.

Such a scene made Yin Tianfang's expression slightly awe-inspiring. With a slight movement of the mind, the lotus flowers bloomed, red as blood diamonds, suspended in the air, and the petals spread out, isolating the wind from the raindrops.

An awe-inspiring killing intent burst out, and a purple streamer flashed away.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, a Qingshan Sect disciple's eyes widened suddenly, and he lowered his head to look at the blood hole in his chest, and his face showed a look of confusion. His pupils slowly dilated, and he fell to the ground with a thud, his vitality gradually extinguished.

As soon as this person died, the operation of the formation instantly became chaotic.

"Poof!" the formation was chaotic, and the others were immediately hit by the force, and one by one they were severely injured and vomited blood, and they could no longer maintain the operation of the formation.

As soon as the formation dispersed, the old man's breath instantly fell. The wind and rain stopped suddenly, and a look of panic appeared in the old man's eyes.

Yin Tianfang took a step, and the blood-colored lotus flowers bloomed all over the sky, turning into crimson streamers, flying in the air, gorgeous.

A terrible scream came, and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were pierced by the crimson streamers, and their bodies fell from the air.

"Escape!" Such a scene made the remaining Qingyun Sect disciples all feel dead, where did they dare to let go of Yin Tian, and regardless of the old man's order, they turned around and fled into the distance. However, before he could escape far, he was chased by the red streamer.

In the blink of an eye, none of the Qingyun Sect disciples were dead, and one after another crimson streamers flew back upside down, submerging into Yin Tianfang's body. At this time, Yin Tianfang had already come to the old man.