Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

Seeing Mengluo's constantly turning eyes, Xi'er understood what this guy was thinking, and Dang even kept Tang Yin by his side.

"Stop thinking about it. It's not you who has the final say. Here I have the final say."

"You stay, and you will be my craftsman in Tianluo Holy Land in the future, and be responsible for making this thing for me."

"Qing Hong, Elder Qing Li, do it, bring him back for me!"

Mengluo glanced at Xi'er disdainfully, then looked at Tang Yin and said arrogantly.

This really angered Tang Yin.

He thought he would be able to talk nicely to others by taking a step back, but he didn't expect this saint to be so arrogant.

"Yes!"

Qinghong and Qingli said in response, one on the left and one on the right approaching Tang Yin.

"Boy, be obedient and let him go, otherwise the old man won't promise not to hurt you."

Qing Hong said as he took out a purple-cyan long sword magic weapon in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, the long sword floated in front of him, ready to attack the opponent at any time.

"Boss said something nonsense to him, just cut off his hands and feet and took them away, and then he will connect his hands and feet again."

Qing Li said carelessly, directly took out a golden hammer, and threw it towards Tang Yin with a swipe.

This thing is the Thunder Hammer, a superior offensive magic weapon carefully refined by Qingli.

Thunder and lightning appeared from the magic weapon in mid-air, flying towards Tang Yin with the momentum of a thunderbolt.

When Ranren saw that the Thunder Hammer was about to hit Tang Yin, suddenly a gust of wind flashed by, and before the two of them could react, their eyes widened.

"stop!"

Qingli suddenly stopped the printing in his hands, because the forced termination of the printing made a fishy sweetness well up in his throat, and he stared at the young man in front of him with wide eyes.

The sudden stop of the attack caused him to be backlashed by zhenqi, and a mouthful of blood spurted out all of a sudden.

"Boy, aren't you afraid of death! Don't let us go!"

Qing Hong also changed his face, and said sharply with his purple long sword on his face, his eyes were full of nervousness.

Not to mention that Tang Yin's own strength is superior to the two, just because he is a thunderbolt, with the speed of thunder is enough for him to catch the saint when the thunder hammer flies.

Qingli can't guarantee that the saint will not be hurt in such a situation, especially if it is an offensive magic weapon of his range, he can only forcibly stop, even if it backfires on himself.

"How dare you touch me."

"If you dare to touch me, not only will I not let you go, but my father will not let you go, and we, Tianluo Holy Land, will not let you go."

Mengluo's expression changed, she was a little scared, but soon became savage again, convinced that the other party would not dare to do anything to her.

Snapped!
But as soon as she finished speaking, Xi'er slapped her on the face, blood flowed from the corner of Meng Luo's mouth, and a clear palm print was printed on her face.

She covered her mouth and looked at him in a daze.

"I've seen you upset for a long time. You don't want my brother to give you face, but I won't give you face!"

Xi'er said disdainfully, and then stretched out her hand to slap her.

"court death!"

Qinghong's face flashed sharply, and he pointed at Xi'er suddenly, and the Ziqing long sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed behind Xi'er.

Seeing this, Tang Yin smiled coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

As he said that, he slapped out his palm, and the wind of his palm fluttered in the wind as fast as lightning, and instantly turned into a blue thunderbolt the size of a city wall, protecting Xi'er behind him.

boom!
The moment the Ziqing long sword hit the green thunder, it made the sound of gold and iron clashing, but it couldn't pass through Tang Yin's sky thunder.

"One sword breaks the sky!"

Qing Hong yelled with his hands in seals, his expression was full of solemnity, and at the same time his steps became one in front and one in back.

As soon as the two fought against each other, he felt that Tang Yin's strength was extraordinary, so he didn't dare to slack off!
"Break the sky? I'd like to see how you can break my lightning power."

Tang Yin said disdainfully, and slapped the opponent with his palm.

Cyan tears flickered all over his body, and in the next second it instantly turned into a blue lightning giant palm and pressed towards the opponent with a mighty gust of wind.

Ziqing's long sword hit the palm peak first, but it lasted less than an instant, and was slapped aside by Ye Changfeng's giant palm in the next moment, and the giant palm fell towards the top of Qinghong's head without hesitation.

"No!"

Qing Hong's face was horrified, and he screamed.

"Thunder!"

At the critical moment, Qingli forcibly gathered his spirit energy and released the Thunder Hammer, bringing thunder and lightning towards Tang Yin's palm.

However, even if it was him, his magic weapon lasted less than a second longer than Ziqing Longjian, and the Thunder Hammer was also knocked away a second later, but it was enough for Qinghong to escape from the wind in the process.

boom!
The giant palm pressed down on the ground, and the shaking ground flew sand and rocks, and blue bricks flew.

Qing Hong, who had already escaped from the attack range, turned around and took a look, and suddenly gasped, full of fear.

If he had been hit by this palm just now, he would probably have been smashed into a pulp. After all, he is not a physical cultivator, and he does not have the powerful power of the flesh god to stop him.

"I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't want to make a move."

"But if you don't know what is good or bad, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As Tang Yin said, his figure flashed, appeared in front of Qingli, and punched out.

At this time, it was too late for Qingli to recall the Thunder Hammer, and being approached by Tang Yin, he didn't even have a chance to activate the Blood Escape Technique.

There was only a loud noise, and the next second blood spattered everywhere.

Qingli's body was directly blown apart by Tang Yin's punch, leaving only the thunder hammer that was flying back because it lost its master's control and fell to the ground halfway.

"Second brother!"

"You actually killed my second brother, I will fight with you!"

"Blood Soul Art!"

Qing Hong's complexion suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes were about to split.

A large puff of blood suddenly gushed out of his body, dyeing him into a bloody man, but his height was still rising.

The key point is that this is not ordinary blood, it is the sacrificial refinement of the blood all over his body that makes his spiritual energy rise and his strength increase rapidly.

Originally, Qing Hong was a half-step Mahayana in strength, but he was promoted to the fifth level of Mahayana in an instant.

And his long sword also suddenly became bigger in the air, the sword glowed sharply, and the sword melted into the sky and slashed at Tang Yin's head.

"Gangfeng Tianlei!"

Tang Yin didn't rush, and casually threw out a little Qinglei that contained the original thunder and only had thick fingers.

With a bang, the Ziqing long sword was instantly blocked by Gang Fenglei, sparks splashed everywhere, and the long sword was knocked out.

And Qing Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood, because a short contact made a big hole in his magic weapon.

You must know that there is a bit of his painstaking effort and soul on the magic weapon, and if the magic weapon is injured, he is also affected and injured.

"This... what is this!"

Qing Hong stared at Qing Lei floating in the sky, and said in shock.

From above, he felt an unprecedented suppressing force, which instantly suppressed the power on his magic weapon!
"The saint is waiting for me, I'll go rescue the soldiers!"

Qing Hong made a decisive decision, knowing that he would not be the opponent's opponent, so he wanted to fly away.

"Want to go?"

Seeing this, Tang Yin smiled faintly, and the green thunder above his head gradually grew bigger, and finally turned into a powerful vortex of lightning.

Qing Hong maintained the posture of flying forward quickly, but the distance was getting closer and closer to the Tianlei vortex, and he was finally sucked into it, and disappeared into this world without even making a scream.