Boom!

    A terrible menace descended like a mountain.

    "Poof!"

    Fang Haotian''s body bent and his blood gushed out.

    "Kneel down and stand trial!"

    Fang Qinglun drank suddenly.

    The sound was like thunder, which made Fang Haotian''s brain buzzing and exploding.

    "So strong, so powerful... No, I''m not wrong. I don''t kneel even if I die... Heaven and earth jiuxuan skill!"

    Fang Haotian frantically urged Xuanli in his body to resist the pressure. He stubbornly wanted to straighten up his body, which was gradually bent by pressure. Although his will almost collapsed under the pressure, he supported it hard.

    "Kneel down."

    Fang Qinglun frowned a little before drinking.

    The pressure increased and oppressed again.

    If the coercion just now was a mountain, now it is another mountain.

    "I don''t kneel."

    Fang Haotian roared and his bones clicked. He urged heaven and earth jiuxuan skill with unyielding will.

    "Damn it." Su Qingxuan roared: "Fang Haotian, pull the Chixiao Yanlong sword out of his ear. I''ll kill him."

    "Can you kill him? No, you can''t kill him. "

    Fang Haotian was overjoyed, but then startled. With a flash of his hand, he suddenly covered his ears.

    On the surface, Fang Haotian hugged his head because of pain, but he actually held the sword in his ear to prevent Su Qingxuan from coming out.

    Su Qingxuan was furious: "what are you doing?"

    "You can''t kill him." Fang Haotian said anxiously, "if you kill him, there is really no room for maneuver."

    Su Qingxuan was furious: "if you don''t kill him, you will die right now."

    "Poof!"

    Fang Haotian took another mouthful of blood. No matter how hard he resisted, the strong pressure pressed him to kneel on one knee.

    "Still unwilling to kneel?" Fang Qinglun was shocked by Fang Haotian''s strong will when he saw that Fang Haotian could support up to now with a heavy cultivation in the Lingwu realm, but he also had a stronger sense of killing: "I think how long you can support."

    "Fang Haotian." Su Qingxuan was so anxious that he cried, "let go. If you don''t let me kill him, you will be broken to pieces..."

    "Then break it to pieces." Fang Haotian covered his ears. "I''m only dead. I can''t let my family bury me."

    "You bastard." Su Qingxuan roared, "what about me? If you die, I''ll have to bury you. "

    Fang Haotian was silent.

    "Let go." Su Qingxuan was almost crazy: "I promise you, I won''t kill him, I just beat him."

    Even if Fang Hao doesn''t have the ability to kill you, I won''t even guess if you don''t have the ability to kill Fang Hao before. I also know that my body will rot after I die. Then the sword can separate itself from my ears. Then you can leave. If I really die, I hope you can find someone better than me to help you... "

    "You bastard, I don''t want to listen. Fang Haotian, you big bastard, let go." Su Qingxuan cried anxiously, "please let me help you. I just fainted at most. As long as you keep finding me a pregnant soul medicine, I will wake up sooner or later. You are different. You really die when you die. Fang Haotian, please let me out... Please let me out... Don''t worry about me. When is it? You still think about your family and my situation. Fang Haotian, you''re not great. You''re stupid and cruel. Fang Haotian, you bastard... "

    Su Qingxuan''s cry became heart rending.

    But Fang Haotian was determined not to let Su Qingxuan do it.

    Let alone the consequences after su Qingxuan killed Fang Qinglun. Just letting people know that Su Qingxuan''s existence is likely to be a disaster for Su Qingxuan.

    If she falls into the hands of others, she may not want to reshape her flesh all her life. Ninety nine percent will be refined into a loyal sword spirit.

    "How kind..."

    When Fang Qinglun saw that Fang Haotian had knelt on one knee and blood began to seep out of his seven orifices, he refused to kneel on both knees. He became more and more angry and suddenly took a step forward, which was even more terrible.

    "Poof!"

    This time, Fang Haotian''s strong will could not be supported. But he still didn''t kneel. He threw himself forward with a mouthful of blood.

    I''d rather lie down than kneel.

    I''d rather die on my stomach than on my knees.

    "Well, for the sake of your younger generation, I won''t force you to stand trial on your knees." Fang Qinglun walked towards Fang Haotian with a calm voice but a piercing chill, "if you destroy Lin Chen''s limbs, I''ll step on your limbs first and then try you again..."

    Fang Haotian couldn''t get up. He looked up and shouted, "Fang Qinglun, if I don''t die, I will kill you in the future."

    "Do you have a future?" Fang Qinglun sneered: "even if the people who fall into my hands don''t die, they won''t have a future."

    Fang Qinglun stood in front of Fang Haotian and raised his feet.

    Fang Haotian knew he was doomed. Hard to raise his head, blood red eyes staring at Fang Qinglun. Even if he dies, he won''t give in to the villain who takes revenge for public and private affairs.

    "Break your right leg first!"

    Fang Qinglun muttered to himself and put his foot down to Fang Haotian''s right leg.

    Boom!

    Fang Haotian suddenly felt the golden sword moving in his mind, and suddenly exuded a divine majesty.

    But just as the golden sword was about to protect the Lord, the gate of the hospital suddenly burst open, and several figures flew back into the hospital. "Whoosh", a figure rushed into the hospital, and the plain white palm shot directly at Fang Qinglun.

    "Who?"

    Fang Qinglun subconsciously roared and clapped angrily at the same time.

    "Bang."

    The dust in the yard turned into nothingness.

    "Well."

    When Fang Qinglun was shocked, he flew six or seven meters backward. After his feet fell to the ground, "pedal......" he stepped back more than ten steps uncontrollably.

    "Fang Qinglun, bullying a younger generation is so powerful!" The cool voice sounded around Fang Haotian: "you are really more and more promising."

    "Sister Rong?"

    Fang Haotian woke up. At this time, the golden sword in his mind returned to calm again.

    "Hum, I''m only here now." Su Qingxuan was a little dissatisfied: "if you come early, you won''t have to suffer so much."

    Fang Haotian immediately smiled bitterly: "it''s good that people are willing to save me. Why do you blame them for coming late? They''re not me. They don''t have to save me."

    "She just has to save you, because you and her..."

    Su Qingxuan blurted out, but fortunately she reacted quickly and stopped her mouth in an instant, almost revealing Rong Yanbing''s secret.

    Fang Haotian was surprised and asked, "what''s the matter with her?"

    "Nothing." Su Qingxuan''s voice returned to coldness and said, "you saved her. It''s normal for her to save you now... Her cultivation has improved a lot."

    Fang Haotian feels that Su Qingxuan''s words are endless. It seems that he has something to hide from him. But at this time, she refused to say or ask, so her attention also fell back to Rong Yanbing.

    A plain white dress shows her distinctive refined temperament.

    In fact, what she wore was an ordinary white skirt, but it suddenly became unusual on her body.

    People look beautiful, wear everything beautiful, people have temperament, wear everything more temperament than others.

    Aware that Fang Haotian was staring at her, Rong Yanbing had an uncontrollable rise in her heart, which frightened her to suppress it quickly. Then she glanced at Fang Haotian coldly and looked ahead.

    Fang Qinglun, who just oppressed Fang Haotian with infinite power, was a little embarrassed at this time.

    Seeing Rong Yanbing, Fang Qinglun said coldly, "Rong Yanbing, Deacon Rong Da, I heard that you have a good relationship with Fang Haotian. I always thought it was just a rumor. Today it seems that this rumor is true. "

    Hearing Fang Qinglun''s words, Fang Hao trembled in heaven''s heart: "it turned out that sister Rong''s name was Rong Yanbing. It turned out that she was the Deacon..."

    Rong Yanbing ignored the sneer hidden in Fang Qinglun''s words and said calmly, "let him go."

    At this time, another expert from the punishment hall rushed into the yard and surrounded Rong Yanbing and Fang Haotian.

    "Fang Haotian is a disciple of our Wanwu hall. Now he has committed the great crime of treason. Deacon Rong, do you want to step in and protect him?" Fang Qinglun''s voice was cold. "If you are deacon Rong Da, you are not afraid that you will be guilty of treason?"

    "Who dares to convict me of treason?" Rong Yanbing smiled and looked at Fang Qinglun sarcastically, "you?"

    Fang Qinglun shook his fists fiercely and said, "anyway, it''s impossible for me to release people today. I just don''t understand why you have to protect this little bastard. What''s your relationship with him? "

    Fang Haotian is just a small person, a junior disciple who has just started. Fang Qinglun is the deputy hall leader in charge of punishment in Wanwu hall. He dare not say that he is in the whole Yuanwu gate, but he is also a few powerful giants in the outer gate.

    There is a great difference in identity between the two. It''s not too much to say that one is in the sky and the other is on the ground.

    Now Rong Yanbing does not hesitate to offend the giant Fang Qinglun for Fang Haotian''s sake. It is impossible for her to do so in general.

    "He has a life-saving grace to me. He is my life-saving benefactor!" Rong Yanbing''s tone was firm and his right hand lifted up: "so I''ll take him away anyway today."

    The calm surface shows an invincible tyranny.

    Between her fingers, there began to be endless filament like sword evil spirit released, which wrapped her ten fingers like a cocoon.

    The sword is frozen but not scattered. Looking at each filament, the surrounding tiny space is constantly broken and bridged.

    Rong Yanbing''s fingers flicked.

    Wheezing!

    A trace of sword evil changed into dozens of invisible sword Qi. The strong sword Qi swept away like a vortex, and filled the whole courtyard in an instant.

    The whirlpool generates a strong wind, which flows all the way. Yan Bing''s hair is flying, and his white skirt swings, just like a fairy in the wind.

    However, at the moment of the strong wind, the legs of all the experts in the penalty hall were shot with sword Qi, a blood hole the size of a finger. They were bleeding like a flood. They could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground.

    Only Fang Qinglun is still standing.

    Rong Yanbing, who knocked down more than a dozen experts in the punishment hall between his fingers, said forcefully, "Fang Qinglun, you let people go today. I owe you a favor. If you don''t let go, you and I will be the enemy. "

    "Deceive people too much!"

    Fang Qinglun suddenly roared, his hands raised, and the claw shadow shrouded Rong Yanbing.

    The terrible claw shadow felt that it was not only to take Rong Yanbing down, but also to tear her up, even the whole yard.

    "What a terrible claw." Fang Haotian said coldly, "I feel no worse than Xiaobai."

    "Xiaobai''s cultivation is not as good as him." Su Qingxuan said, "this guy surnamed Fang is the eightfold of Lingwu territory."

    "Lingwu eight?" Fang Haotian''s face changed slightly. "Can elder martial sister Rong beat him?"

    Su Qingxuan didn''t answer because she knew the result.

    If Rong Yanbing, who has entered Yuanyang, wants to kill Fang Qinglun, he can crush Fang Qinglun with his fingers.

    "Fang Qinglun, from now on, we are the enemy!"

    Looking at the claw shadow all over the sky, Rong Yanbing stabbed forward with his right hand.

    Whew, whew!

    The sword evil spirit between the five fingers turned into an overwhelming sword rain, which mercilessly stabbed the claw shadow to pieces.

    "Poof!"

    Fang Qinglun was shocked. A big mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. With a shocked face, he said, "you have actually arrived in Yuanyang."

    "You were about to break his leg. I''ll let you taste it now."

    Rong Yan walked towards Fang Qinglun with a cold face.

    "Xiaobing."

    A dignified voice suddenly came into the yard.