"Haha, I can't even catch a move. I'm just like a garbage bird and I want to fight against our temple. Do you don't even know how to write the word "death"?" The guard of the garrison did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but pointed at Yi Tian with pride and mocked loudly.

Looking at his proud look, he obviously didn't take Yi Tian at all, but regarded him as an ant that could easily be trampled to death at any time.

"Haha!" The other guards of the temple also echoed and laughed.

"Laugh? Laugh you're numb!" Yi Tian was very angry at his incompetence. He couldn't help but curse, with a ferocious face, and said viciously, "It's not that simple to kill your grandpa!"

"Is that so? Then use any tricks you have. Let grandpa see how hard you, a waste, can struggle to death." The temple guard sneered with great disdain.

"Hmph!" Yi Tian's wound was so painful that he couldn't speak. He snorted coldly between his nose, staring at the temple guard with cold eyes. His slightly ferocious face surged with evil spirits, and murderous intent burst out, revealing a hint of madness.

Isn't it just a knife? What a big deal? I have time to regress my skills. As long as I cut my head without a knife, I will be able to keep resurrecting and recovering from safety. However, as long as I discover a trace of your flaw, you will be dead!

Back down ten seconds.

Swish!

The ridicule of the surroundings disappeared instantly, and the scene retreated to the moment before the temple guard was about to slash his left shoulder.

"Swoosh."

Yi Tian immediately blocked his head with a sword.

"Hehe." Seeing this, the temple guard smiled gloomyly, and the sword force suddenly changed, and the straight cut was changed to a slash, and the target was aimed at Yi Tian's lower body.

"Hmph..." Yi Tian groaned, and a heart-wrenching pain came from his thighs. He bent his body and couldn't help but kneel down to the ground with a thump.

The wound on the thigh was deeper than the wound on the left shoulder before. A large piece of flesh was lifted away, and even white bones could be vaguely seen. The rushing blood gushed out like money, splashing the two of them on their faces and bodies. The scene seemed extremely bloody and terrifying.

"Xiaotian!"

"Brother Yi Tian!"

Luo Miaoyu and her daughter exclaimed in a panic, with a terrifying tone and a concerned and worried expression.

This time Yi Tian did not hesitate at all and directly activated the time regression skill again.

If you don't have one, then twice. If you don't have two, then three times. Yi Tian doesn't believe in evil. He can't even solve a small temple guard. So how can he save the lives of three people from so many people?

After fifteen seconds of retreating, Yi Tian was hit with his left shoulder again! After twenty seconds of retreating, his thigh was hit with his thigh again! After twenty seconds of retreating, his left arm was hit with his left arm...

The regression and change did not affect the others on the field, but for Yi Tian, ​​in these few dozen seconds, he experienced pain that ordinary people could not imagine and endure. The physical destruction almost made his mind on the verge of collapse, and his whole body became chaotic and his vision gradually blurred.

He felt that he was about to be unable to hold on. Although he could use the time regression skill to restore his body to its integrity every time, he could not stop the severe pain of his body from constantly stimulating and numbing his nerves every time he was severely injured. The feeling was like being subjected to inhuman torture.

Go back one minute!

"Ah!..." Yi Tian suddenly roared and roared wildly, his eyes were as cold as the dead night. He stared at the temple guards who were rushing towards him, his face twisted, and he looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"What's wrong with Xiaotian? It seems something is wrong." Luo Miaoyu looked at Yi Tian who was about to lift his sword to meet the enemy and suddenly looked crazy. Her eyebrows were frowned and she murmured worriedly.

Yi Tian was obviously fine when he was talking to him just now, but how could he suddenly become like he was going crazy now? It seemed that he was suffering from some serious mental stimulation?

After Yi Tian retreated time back to the scene when Wu Qiren just led a group of temple guards to surround the three of them, Luo Miaoyu naturally would not know that Yi Tian had experienced too much inhuman pain in this seemingly normal time.

"Mom, Brother Yi Tian will be fine, right?" Luo Liyan asked with concern.

"I hope." Luo Miaoyu couldn't explain the strange feeling in her heart. She just vaguely felt that something seemed unreasonable, but she didn't know where the problem was.

"You are all going to die, you all need to die! You must experience all the pain I have experienced in person." Yi Tian held the Ruyi Sword in his hand, his aura was as deep as the abyss, his expression was cold, and his eyes were silent, just like the arrival of the Nine Nether Demon God, walking towards the temple guard step by step, and let out a low roar.

I don’t know if Ruyi Sword felt the endless hostility and evil aura in the master’s heart. The sword body kept trembling violently, and silver light flashed, making waves of buzzing and sobs, resounding throughout the sky.

There was an inexplicable restlessness in the world, and everyone felt that there seemed to be a disturbing feeling hidden in the air, as if something extremely terrifying and terrible was about to happen.

"Kill!" The temple guard was still the first to roar, holding a bright big knife in his hand and storming towards Yi Tian, ​​who was expressionless.

Seeing the culprit who had caused him to be rushing towards him, at this moment, Yi Tian forgot death, fear, pain, and even the surrounding heaven and earth disappeared in his eyes.

In his eyes, there was only the existence of the temple guard. In his heart, there was only one thought to kill him in the cruelest way!

The world seemed to suddenly stagnate, time stopped passing, and even the air stopped moving. The movements of the temple guard who had been walking like wind and thunder in Yi Tian's eyes became extremely slow. His every move, his hand and his feet, and even the twitching of the corners of his mouth were like slow motion in the movie, and each movement was so clearly visible.

"Swish!"

Yi Tian raised the magic sword in his hand, swung it down with a swish, leaving a graceful arc in the air, slashing straight towards the right shoulder of the temple guard.

"laugh!"

The right hand of the temple guard holding the sword was easily cut off by the Ruyi Divine Sword with iron cut like mud and blowing hair. As the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, it trembled slightly, and sprayed out from the wound of the broken arm on his right shoulder like a fountain of blood. Pieces of blood fog instantly dyed the sky red.

"ah!……"

The temple guard opened his mouth and let out a shrill wail, lying on the ground and rolling straight. His left hand wanted to hold the wound with the blood splattering, but he didn't dare. Looking at the broken arm that was still trembling, his eyes were filled with horror.

What's going on?

Why did he not only fail to block the sword and fight back, but he also cut off one of his arms?

The temple guards couldn't figure it out. In his opinion, the sword Yi Tian slashed was very slow, and the posture of swinging the sword was also clumsy, especially his body was very unstable, and it was easy to solve him with his own cultivation.

However, a scene that he couldn't believe happened.

He found that when Yi Tian slashed at him with a sword, his body suddenly was no longer controlled by his brain. Whether it was blocking and counterattacking or avoiding, his body's reaction speed was thousands of times slower than the speed of his brain thinking. His brain had already thought about how to fight back to take Yi Tian, ​​but his body did not move no matter how he used it, as if his body was completely out of touch with his brain and no longer belonged to him. He could only watch his arm being cut off.

而且神殿护卫还发现,易天那双盯着自己的通红嗜血的眼睛里充满了浓浓的愤恨和不甘,仿佛自己与他有什么杀父之仇夺妻之恨,恨不得将自己生吞活剥.

Strange!

It cannot be explained by common sense at all.

The temple guards couldn't figure it out, and Wu Qiren and Jiang Kunming, who were watching the battle on the side, and many other temple guards couldn't figure it out.

"What's this damn guy going on? Why are you standing there motionless and letting the enemy cut him?" Wu Qiren cursed in anger.

"What a stupid pig." Jiang Kunming also had a gloomy face and cursed in a deep voice.

From the guy's actions and disorganized moves when he was chopping the sword, you can see at a glance that Yi Tian is an ordinary man who does not know martial arts. It is absolutely fine to pick ten people with the cultivation level of the temple guard, but he stays in place like a stupid pig and lets the enemy slaughter.

Yi Tiancai didn't care what others were thinking at this time. Breaking one of the arm of the temple guard was not enough to vent his monstrous evil spirit. There was only one word in his mind: Kill! Kill! Kill!

The Ruyi Sword in his hand was raised and swung it down. In the dazzling flashing sword, the other arm of the temple guard was ruthlessly cut off and was thrown several meters away with inertia.

"Ah..." A series of shrill, sharp and harsh howls echoed in the sky of Dangtian Mountain, making pores creepy and chills on the back.

His arms were cut off, and the temple guard fainted in pain, but the severe pain from the wound kept his mind a last hint of clarity. This feeling of life being worse than death made him collapse and go crazy.

"This is just a little interest!" Yi Tian's cold voice echoed in the air, and there was a strong hatred in his red eyes.

"Today, you all have to die for me!"
Chapter completed!