"Old thing, don't you know that it's not good to bully the small, you will be killed and fed to the wolf!" Han Tian took a step forward, and the dragon shadow sword pointed diagonally at the snow.

"How does the old man do it, it's not your turn to be a milky little kid and still point fingers!" the old man snorted coldly.

"Hahaha, Young Master Ben has seen it, what is it called a thick-skinned person who blocks the god-killing arrow, the small one can't beat the old one, Young Master Ben really admires and admires!"

The old man's face turned red, and the power of Wuzun Liupin suddenly exploded.

The old man was already at a loss in his heart, and if he continued to say more, he had no other way but to humiliate himself, and finally he was ashamed and angry.

However, Han Tian was not afraid at all, the Dragon Shadow Sword emitted a loud sword sound, and Han Tian shook his hand and a sword flower stabbed out. Although the cultivation of the cold day is one grade lower than that of the old man, but after only three or two moves, almost all of them are pressed against the old man in white.

The old man staggered back in a hurry, pulling out a pair of double hooks from his waist.

Just now, the old man relied on himself to be a grade higher than Han Tian, so he didn't use weapons at first, because he was already at a loss, and he bullied the small with the big, so he naturally wanted a little master's bearing.

It's just that as soon as the two of them fought, the old man was shocked, originally in his expectation, Han Tian must be a rich son, and a rich young master like Han Tian must rely on the family's massive natural treasures to pile up the Wuzun cultivation, because this is how the cultivation of the young master of his own family came, but this is not the case, the two of them only passed a few moves, and the old man's heart has become extremely dignified.

The young man in front of him is a temporary choice in terms of cultivation realm and state of mind, very strong, and what is even more terrifying is that this young man's combat skills and experience are also terrifying, and there is no need for an old Jianghu to be inferior, or even more so!

It's just dozens of streets away from his own young master, no, it's completely one in the sky and one underground, there is no comparison!

The old man in white is worthy of being an old man, and he already has a little retreat in his heart, just ask if he has such a high cultivation at such an age, aside from his own talent, there must be a strong backer behind him, even if he is not the core disciple of the top inland forces, I am afraid that he is also the apprentice of a powerful peerless master!

Under the rapid change of mind, the old man had already thought of a lot, but the cold day ignored the thoughts in the old man's heart, his right foot straddled, his left foot moved forward, and he frequently changed directions, giving people a feeling of fluctuation.

This is the unique footwork of a big thief in Wolf Valley, seven meteor steps!

This footwork is really powerful, and even Mu Xuechen praised this footwork.

And Han Tian has always believed in Mu Xuechen's words: As long as the enemy is not dead, he can't relax in the slightest, even if he has no power to fight back in front of you, he can't rest until the enemy's head falls, and even in the face of a master who is higher than his own cultivation, it is best to make up a few more knives in his heart after cutting off his head!

Hantian has always believed that this is the only way to fight in the rivers and lakes!

Originally, the old man had no desire to make a move, but in the cold weather, he fought more and more fiercely, and he did not spare his hand.

The old man was aggrieved in his heart, and slandered in his heart: the old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never been so aggrieved, let alone being a teenager who has cultivated a grade lower than himself.

Distracted, the old man was full of flaws, the cold sky took advantage of the situation, flew up and kicked the old man's heart, and then, the dragon shadow sword almost had no gaps like a shadow with a sword swept horizontally, the old man was shocked, and forcibly moved his chest cavity to his back, only to avoid this fatal blow, but the dragon shadow sword still left a deep sword mark on his chest.

Blood spilled, and the old man flew upside down, smashing on the ground and throwing a snowflake.

The young man who was called the young master and the guards behind him were flustered when they saw that the old man was defeated by this young man so quickly, because this old man was the highest cultivation existence in their trip, and even he was defeated, let alone himself and others.

Han Tian glanced at the old man, the corners of his mouth raised, and a wicked smile was raised.

This is what he learned from Mu Xuechen, every time Mu Xuechen was in a good mood or beat the powerful beasts in the Tiannan Forest to the ground, Mu Xuechen always used to look at each other with an evil smile, Han Tian felt that this was simply cool, so he followed suit.

The old man was energetic, stood up at once, and looked at the smug cold sky with angry eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

"The erector is too deceitful! Take your life!" the old man roared angrily, jumped up in one step, and attacked the cold sky in the air, with a double hook in his hand.

The cold sky snorted, and the seven-turn meteor step was cast again, but this time it was no longer drifting left and right, but moving forward in a straight line, instantaneously and directly, and the cold sky swept straight away.

"It's over, old dog!" Han Tian snorted in a low voice, the Dragon Shadow Sword stabbed upward, the old man's move was only half a style, and he had not yet climbed to the peak, but Han Tian's speed was too fast, and he also saw that Han Tian was still five feet away, and in the next second, a sword with a cold light flashing and exuding an icy aura had pierced into his chest, and the tip of the sword passed directly through his back, and the front and back were clear.

The old man was dazed, but still looked up.

It turned out to be just an afterimage!

This was the old man's last thought, and then he lost his breath and died.

"Humph!"

Han Tian snorted coldly, raised his right foot high, and kicked the old man into the sky with one kick.

Bang!

The old man was kicked and flew up more than ten feet, and suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into a blood mist.

Just now, it was just a simple sense of death, but now it is ashes and souls.

"Elder Qin!"

"Master!"

In the middle of the guards, four or five young sword-wielding youths were overwhelmed with grief and indignation, and they all came to kill the cold sky.

However, these people only had to be cultivated by the Martial Sect, and Han Tian didn't even bother to look at it, and raised his hand to swing out a sword.

A sword light as thin as a hair flashed, and five heads, still with sad and angry expressions, flew into the sky and fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

Seeing this, no one dared to rush up again, and they all looked at the cold sky in horror, as if they were looking at a demon from hell.

Han Tian slowly inserted the Dragon Shadow Sword into the scabbard, and said with an innocent smile: "This big brother, can you discuss it now? Can you give me this lightning marten?"

The smile on the young man's face was honest and honest, and he blinked a few times mischievously like a little brother next door.

As if the six people who died just now had nothing to do with him, and they weren't killed by him.