The one who was hunted down was a young man, but he was in his twenties, handsome, and his cultivation was extremely not weak. However, at this moment, this young man was extremely embarrassed, his body was covered in blood, and his face was pale. As soon as they rushed by, many ordinary people were frightened and retreated to both sides.

The entire street became empty in an instant, and only Yin Tianfang stood alone in the middle of the street. The surrounding people looked at Yin Tianfang, especially Yin Tianfang's white hair, which was particularly eye-catching.

Yin Tian looked at the young man who was fleeing for his life, and there was a hint of strange color in his eyes. This young man he knew, it was Liu Feng, a disciple of the Xuandao Sect. I didn't expect to meet again after two years. However, today's willow wind is less rebellious and more cold than it was at the beginning.

Stepping into the path of cultivating immortals, first in Qingyun Sect, and then in Xuandao. There are not many intersections with Yin Tianfang. Right now, this willow wind is one. Although the relationship was not harmonious, the change of the Xuandao Sect and the reunion after two years added a sense of intimacy.

"Dare to kill my disciple of Qingyun Sect, you can't escape today!" Behind him, several young men were murderous and shouted. With both hands pinching, countless sword lights appeared, heading straight for the willow wind.

"Hmph, sooner or later, one day, I will destroy your Qingyun Sect!" Liu Feng's expression was gloomy, his body suddenly froze, his hands pinched, and in the void, countless water droplets appeared, condensing into a water curtain. All the sword qi pierced the water curtain and silently submerged into it.

"Carving insect skills!" The cold voice came, a streamer suddenly came, stopped in the air, and slashed down like a sword, a huge sword qi, piercing the void, slashing at the water curtain.

"Boom!"

With Liu Feng's current cultivation, the power of the water curtain is much greater than when it was first used. However, under the man's sword in the air, it was shattered. A terrifying storm swept over in an instant. Some of the people who were close to the surrounding area, under this terrifying storm, directly exploded into nothingness, houses collapsed, and rocks pierced the air. The originally bustling street turned into a mess in an instant.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Liu Feng's whole person flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"If you want to destroy my Qingyun Sect, do you have the ability?" The man in the air looked indifferent, his voice was cold, and he looked at the willow wind below, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

"It's just a waste, and you dare to speak out. The Xuandao Sect has been destroyed by my Qingyun Sect, and I only think of waste like you, and I don't know the times. ”

"Die!" Sen Ran's words sounded in mid-air, and the man's expression was indifferent, even if many people around him died in the blow just now, he was indifferent. With a wave of his robe, a small sword shot out, rising against the storm, turning into a golden giant sword several zhang in size.

The giant sword has not yet fallen, and the powerful momentum is to crack the streets below one after another, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the wind is sweeping, the golden sword light is crowded into the void, and the people are panicked one by one, and they run frantically into the distance.

Liu Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at the golden giant sword, wanting to escape, but he was seriously injured, and the giant sword firmly locked him, and he was unable to move under the pressure of the powerful momentum.

"Even if I am a ghost, I will come back and avenge the Xuandao Sect Senior Brother and Sister!" Liu Feng roared with a hideous expression.

Not far away, Yin Tianfang heard Liu Feng's words, and his eyes showed a slight look of surprise. In his cognition, if it was in the past, Liu Feng would never say such a thing. To be able to make Liu Feng have such a change, something must have happened at the beginning.

Two years ago, Qingyun Sect attacked Xuandao Sect, and two years later, Xuandao Sect is still there, and the once familiar figure also haunts Xuandao Sect. Such as Xu Fei and Xu Rong at the beginning.

However, seeing Liu Feng at this moment, Yin Tianfang knew that the Xuandao Sect today was no longer the Xuandao Sect of two years ago.

Seeing that the golden giant sword was about to kill Liu Feng, Yin Tianfang slowly raised his hand, and with a slight wave of his sleeve robe, the golden giant sword suddenly stopped in the air, and the howling wind gradually dissipated, and the sword qi in the sky disappeared without a trace under this sleeve.

It's as if there is a big invisible hand that smooths it all out. Such a scene made the man's pupils shrink slightly, and his eyes suddenly looked at the white-haired figure below.

"Who are you, do you want to be an enemy of my Qingyun Sect?" the man shouted.

Yin Tianfang turned a deaf ear, raised his hand and made a move, the golden giant sword suddenly shrunk and fell in the palm of his hand, looking at the golden sword in his hand, Yin Tianfang nodded slightly: "Good sword, it's mine." ”

Raising his hand with a touch of the golden sword, the man in the air suddenly shook his body, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Yin Tianfang with a shocked expression. The little golden sword was the flying sword of his mind, but it was easily erased from it. It hurt him.

"Who the hell are you?" the man exclaimed, grimly.

Yin Tianfang raised his head, glanced at the man in the air, and walked forward. Walking to Liu Feng's side, Yin Tian let go of his body, glanced at Liu Feng next to him, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for saving your life. Liu Feng stood up from the ground, bowed to Yin Tianfang, and said. However, before he could bow down, Liu Feng's whole person stiffened.

"It's you, what's wrong with you?" Obviously, Liu Feng recognized Yin Tianfang, looking at Yin Tianfang's white hair, and thinking of the scene when Yin Tianfang had just made a move, Liu Feng's head was a little unable to turn.

"Boy, if I ask you again, are you deaf?" In the air, the man saw that Yin Tianfang ignored him, and his heart was extremely angry. Even though he knew that the other party's cultivation was stronger than his own, but this was the territory of the Qingyun Sect, and there were still strong people of the sect in the city, so he was not afraid in his heart.

"Noise!" Yin Tianfang glanced coldly at the man in the air, raised his hand and waved, and a golden light shot out.

"Poof!" The golden light instantly pierced the man's heart, blood spilled from the air, the man's pupils gradually spread, and the lifeless body fell from the air.

"Senior brother is dead, run!" The Qingyun Sect disciples who were originally chasing Liu Feng were so frightened when they saw the man die that they were scared, they yelled in fear, and turned around to prepare to flee.

Yin Tianfang's expression was indifferent, the golden rays in the air flew upside down, the golden light flickered, and the heads of the fleeing young men flew up one by one, and blood sprayed out from their necks like a fountain. Several heads tumbled to the ground, headless corpses fell to the ground, blood staining the pavement red, and the air filled the air with a strong smell of blood.

In the city, the silence reached the extreme, and everyone looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood with a frightened expression, and looked at Yin Tianfang's gaze, as if they were looking at a devil.