"Rabbit cub, look at the sword!" He Chengtian swung another sword.

The sword in He Chengtian's hand was sharp, coupled with the fact that he was a god-level master, this sword swung towards Young Master Qian, and his sword immediately snorted, and the air seemed to be cut off by him at this moment.

Young Master Qian only glanced at the white paper fan that was broken in half, he quickly threw away the white paper fan in his hand, and the whole person lay on the ground with a pop, dodging the sword swung by He Chengtian.

"Rabbit cub, are you pretending to be dead?" He Chengtian stepped on Young Master Qian.

Young Master Qian's face changed, and the person immediately rolled to the side. He Chengtian stepped on it again, and Young Master Qian rolled again to dodge He Chengtian's attack. He Chengtian stepped on the third foot again, and Young Master Qian hurriedly rolled again. Suddenly, He Chengtian kicked Young Master Qian in the waist, Young Master Qian's face changed, and he immediately stood up straight from the ground.

"Rabbit cub, go to death!" He Chengtian turned his body and swung his sword at Young Master Qian.

The sword has no eyes, He Chengtian's Tangxi sword is extremely sharp, if this sword hits Young Master Qian, Young Master Qian will definitely be cut into two pieces on the spot. Young Master Qian hurriedly bent his waist back, allowing the Tangxi Sword to swing against his face. When He Chengtian's sword was waved against Young Master Qian's face, Young Master Qian only felt that the hairs on the tip of his nose were cut off by Qi Brush at this moment, and at the same time, his head curtain was immediately cut off by Qi Brush.

Feeling the power of He Chengtian's sword, when Young Master Qian leaned back, his hands touched the ground, so he quickly turned over on the ground, and then turned several times in a row, he stopped, and looked at He Chengtian's sword with a sweaty face.

If a warrior has a weapon at his disposal, his strength can increase exponentially. He Chengtian himself is a master of swordsmanship, coupled with the sword in his hand that is as sharp as clay, his strength at this time is enough to reach the peak of the god-level level, and he can already fight with a character like Qingyun.

"Damn, the Golden Twelve Main Gods, it's really not so easy to provoke!"

In the past, Young Master Qian and the others were all sons of the Golden Twelve Main Gods, but now that they encountered these real great gods, Young Master Qian suddenly felt very tricky.

"Nonsense, if we don't have some strength, how can we be qualified to be called the Golden Twelve Main Gods, how can we stand at the pinnacle of this Huaxia martial arts!?"

He Chengtian jumped forward, and the figure shook the sword in his hand under the moon, and his sword immediately made a rattling sound, pointing straight at Young Master Qian.

This sword is too fast, this sword is too powerful. Young Master Qian saw He Chengtian's figure appear under the moon for the first time, and before he could blink his eyes, he saw that He Chengtian had appeared in front of him. He couldn't believe his eyes in the competition with He Chengtian, and he could only fight with his feelings. Young Master Qian immediately flashed to the side with his instinctive consciousness, even if he dodged quickly, he still felt a chill in his chest, and a button of his shirt was pierced in half by He Chengtian and fell to the ground.

Then, the other person appeared three steps away from He Chengtian, and he gradually felt some tingling pain in his chest. Looking towards his chest, he saw a sudden knife cut on his shirt, and a finger-long knife on his chest, bloodless.

"Son, die!" He Chengtian threw a sword aura at Young Master Qian.

The pupils in Young Master Qian's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly fled to the mansion on the side. Seeing Young Master Qian fleeing into the mansion, He Chengtian smiled, he appeared in front of the glass window of the mansion, waved his sword, and the glass window was immediately waved in two, and then he flew into the mansion with a bang and chased and killed Young Master Qian in the mansion.

"Wang Yue, Young Master Qian's martial arts are inferior to He Chengtian, and He Chengtian has a sword, and his strength has increased exponentially. Young Master Qian's divine weapon is not his opponent, if he loses the contest with He Chengtian, shall we rush to take He Chengtian down?" The drunkard picked up the wine gourd on his body and took a sip of liquor, and looked at Wang Yue beside him.

"We promised He Chengtian that if we were defeated, we would leave immediately. If Young Master Qian really loses to He Chengtian, we should talk and count, and just leave. And from now on, we must no longer touch He Chengtian and the He family. Wang Yue thought for a while and said.

"If Young Master Qian has a one-legged bronze man, he will not necessarily lose to He Chengtian. But if he doesn't have a weapon, he will definitely lose to He Chengtian. This is our first battle to challenge the Golden Twelve Main Gods, and if we defeat them, we will be the top masters in Huaxia. But if we lose, we won't be able to seek revenge on those golden gods in the back. The drunkard said.

"If we lose, let's fight with Murong Qunxiong. Southern Martial Arts, Northern Martial Arts, we may have to confront them for a long time before we can recover the Martial Arts. Wang Yue sighed and said.

In terms of personal strength, they are still inferior to the Golden Twelve Main Gods. If they can't defeat the Golden Twelve Gods one-on-one, they won't be true masters.

He was standing at the top of this martial arts, and there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him, envious of his position. Someday, they will be framed again. And if everyone is not convinced by him, there will be countless masters who will challenge them one after another.

Only when they defeat the twelve main gods of gold and defeat the myths on the rivers and lakes can they sit firmly on the throne of the martial arts alliance leader like Qingyun.

He wants to use one punch to the gods, and he wants to use his fists to the gods............

"Young Master Qian, although my character He Chengtian is not very good, I also can't get used to you being a fox and a fake tiger. Weren't you very rampant just now? Why did you start running now? Aren't you the head of the Qian family, the head of the four major families of martial arts? Why is your family master so cowardly, and he will be chased by me everywhere? Your old son Qian Kunpeng, he is not as cowardly as you. ”

In the house, Young Master Qian was defeated by He Chengtian, he could only keep running away, constantly picking up all kinds of expensive antiques in the house and throwing them at He Chengtian. And He Chengtian held the sword in his hand, constantly cutting in half the antiques thrown by Young Master Qian, and sneered and chased after Young Master Qian.

When Young Master Qian was dodging around the room, He Chengtian waved his sword, and a column in the room immediately let out a snort. Then Young Master Qian continued to dodge around the room, He Chengtian waved his sword again, and a cylinder in the room snorted again.

In the room, He Chengtian showed a set of Kunlun swordsmanship. This sword technique is strong and powerful, and it constantly slashes the room everywhere. When He Chengtian chased after Young Master Qian with his sword, Young Master Qian glanced at the wall in front of him, and he had nowhere to dodge. Seeing He Chengtian's sword stabbing at him, he immediately tilted his body, and He Chengtian's sword stabbed directly into the wall beside him, and at the same time stabbed into the shirt on Young Master Qian's body.

"Beast, go die!" He Chengtian's wrist was slightly forced, and he immediately swung his sword fiercely at Young Master Qian.

Young Master Qian's face was covered with sweat, and he felt He Chengtian's sword piercing into the wall, quickly cutting through the cement steel bars in the wall and waving towards him, he hurriedly walked to the left. And He Chengtian stuck the sword on the wall, quickly cut the wall in front of him, and kept cutting the sword against the wall towards Young Master Qian. When Young Master Qian was forced into a corner, Young Master Qian thought about it and immediately jumped lightly, supporting the walls on the left and right sides with his hands and feet, and watched with sweat on his face as He Chengtian cut the sword under him.

He was almost cut off by He Chengtian's sword along with the wall, and when he saw that he had dodged He Chengtian's sword, he smiled with sweat on his face.

"Brute, do you still have a smile!?" He Chengtian immediately pulled out the sword in the wall, and the person jumped forward and kicked Young Master Qian out of the wall with one kick.

When Young Master Qian's body smashed through the wall and flew out, He Chengtian also flew out, and kicked Young Master Qian out with one kick.

With a pop, Young Master Qian slammed down the pillar of a pavilion in the He family's compound and flew into the small pond of the He family's compound.

He Chengtian waved his sword, and the mansion where he had just fought with Young Master Qian suddenly made a crisp sound, and the entire mansion collapsed and became a ruin.

"Damn, if my one-legged bronze man is still around, I will definitely be able to defeat this dead old man!" Young Master Qian crawled out of the pond and gritted his teeth and smashed a small hole in the ground with a fist.