Repelling and injuring two Sword Pavilion disciples, Qin Tian's confidence soared, and he felt that this legendary Sword Pavilion that he couldn't afford to provoke was nothing more than that.

He looked at the young man in purple carefully and asked, "Are you the one or something...... Who is the emperor who has no name? ”

"Huh? Boy, you also know the surname of our Sword Pavilion Chief Pavilion Master. There is no need for the heirs of the General Pavilion to come forward, just me Zhang Qingfeng is enough to kill you countless times. ”

Zhang Qingfeng, a young man in purple, gently put the sword on the ground, and his movements seemed to have no strength, but the moment the tip of the scabbard touched the bluestone on the ground, several bluestone slabs under his feet were all shattered.

Qin Tian saw that there was a mist around the purple-clothed young man, and it was Yuan Li steaming.

"I think you learned the body shape and footwork of my Sword Pavilion is also taught by this old beggar, and you will be killed together to prevent future troubles." Zhang Qingfeng stretched out his palm, and formed a twenty-centimeter-long transparent small sword formed by Yuan Force in the palm of his palm, and with him waving his palm, the small sword turned into a streamer and pointed straight at Qin Tian's throat.

This speed is very fast, obviously Zhang Qingfeng has calculated Qin Tian's current movement speed, and does not give him a chance to dodge at all.

When Qin Tian reacted, the sword formed by the Yuan Force was already approaching. He dodged sideways, but his shoulders were slashed open, and blood splattered.

Fortunately, it was just a skin injury.

Before he could stand firm, another Yuan Qi sword slashed across his waist, and the flesh was sliced through again.

Then the third flying sword, the fourth......

By the time the purple-clothed young man Zhang Qingfeng stopped, seven wounds, large and small, had already appeared on Qin Tian's body.

The onlookers pointed and pointed and said that this little brother would die soon. Those young masters of the Sword Pavilion are all powerful existences, and they are almost invincible among their peers.

"Does it hurt? Today, I will cut off your flesh sword by sword and put you to death! Zhang Qingfeng sneered, but his pupils also narrowed. He saw that the young man covered in injuries was moving quickly, and his middle finger was full of black breath.

Qin Tian couldn't sit still, so he simply took the initiative to attack, never thinking that when he approached this Sword Pavilion Young Master, his middle finger didn't poke in, but instead hit the wall of vitality, if it wasn't for the death and fall qi body, his middle finger would have been crushed and fractured.

And the purple-clothed young man raised his unsheathed sword, slapped it heavily on Qin Tian's abdomen, knocked it out, and fell heavily in front of the old beggar.

"Tut-tut...... I originally thought that little brother you were some kind of genius master, after all, there are not many people who can integrate the body and steps of the Sword Pavilion in such a short period of time, but now the performance is completely abused. ”

Looking at the old beggar's face full of disgust, Qin Tian almost vomited blood. Lao Tzu is helping you fight grievances, you old guy is still talking cool here?

"You old and young really pity each other, but it's a pity, you will be dead on the street later." Zhang Qingfeng did not rush to attack, for this kind of battle that he thought was sure to win, it was the most refreshing to enjoy the fear and pity of the opponent in the process.

Qin Tian originally wanted to get up and continue to fight, even if he died, he would die with dignity. At the very least, there were two drunk girls upstairs to collect his bodies. But the old beggar held his hand and shook his head at him.

"Your learning ability should be very strong, I will teach you a set of swordsmanship now, but you have to listen carefully."

"But I don't understand classical Chinese exercises."

"I will translate directly into the vernacular and tell you in layman's terms! But remember, you owe me a million after learning this set of swordsmanship! ”

"You're taking advantage of the fire!"

"Or else? Waiting to die? ”

Qin Tian thought about it and felt that it made sense. Don't say a million, 10 million, the eldest lady Musa can afford it.

"Are you still saying goodbye on your deathbed? I'm impatient to wait! ”

Zhang Qingfeng held the sword in his hand, the scabbard made a stabbing sound on the ground, and his footsteps gradually approached.

Qin Tian listened to the content of the old beggar's swordsmanship while practicing in his heart. His heart was beating faster and faster, and the feeling of burning cells had returned, only this time it was a black breath that came out.

Zhang Qingfeng felt that something was wrong, and he saw that there was a black flame rising on the young man's shoulder, which was very strange.

"Suffer death!" Zhang Qingfeng raised his long sword and slashed down!

Qin Feng seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, and the muscles of his body controlled his arms, and he decisively reached out to retrieve things in the air, ingesting the long sword in the hand of a Sword Pavilion disciple who fell to the ground, and then volleyed it across his head.

Boom!

Zhang Qingfeng's long sword with a scabbard struck the blade raised by Qin Feng, shaking him with pain.

"I'll teach you to get here first, let's go!" The old beggar was very satisfied with Qin Feng's defensive action and put his mind at ease.

Qin Feng turned around, stood up, and stared at the purple-clothed young man in front of him.

"Draw your sword and unsheath it!"

"Hmph, do you still need to unsheath it?"

Zhang Qingfeng raised the sword in his hand and slashed, the movement was extremely fast, carrying an oppressive vitality, and the sound of air explosion reached Qin Tian's ears.

Qin Tian was also crisp, his wrist rotated, and the blade of the sword slashed through the air, bringing up a black arc of light, directly cutting into the shoulder of the purple-clothed young man.

Zhang Qingfeng was confident that his defense against the other party would not be able to break through, but the black arc of light that Qin Tianpi practiced was able to cut through his skin, and from the wound on his shoulder, bright red blood overflowed.

"Damn! You brat! ”

Zhang Qingfeng's neck was bulging, and the single arm holding the long sword stretched out, shaking the scabbard open. Then he raised it, and the cold light on the blade flickered, heading towards Qin Tian's head, and slashed straight down, with words in his mouth.

"Purple Cloud Light!"

The sword in his hand glowed with purple light, and two fanged monster heads burst out of the blade and bit at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian picked up the sword and copied his body into five according to the method taught by the old beggar, and at the same time raised the sword in his hand, and the blades of the sword were clustered together, surrounding the purple-clothed young man Zhang Qingfeng in the middle, like a blooming flower. Let the two hideous fanged monsters pounce into the chrysanthemum formed by the blade.

"Strangling!"

After spitting out the two words extremely crisply, Qin Tian broke Zhang Qingfeng's sword momentum, and successfully used the sword in his hand to collide with the blade that Zhang Qingfeng had chopped off.

Click!

Crisp sound.

Qin Tian saw that the blade in his hand was first crawling with cracks, and then shattered, falling to the ground with a clatter.

And the purple blade in Zhang Qingfeng's hand was still intact.

This is the difference between good and bad weapons!

Qin Tian hurriedly raised the middle finger of his right hand and clamped the purple sword.

Zhang Qingfeng's eyes widened angrily, murderous, and his heart was extremely frightened.

This kid's swordsmanship is so exquisite, where did he learn it? Could it be that the old beggar taught me? If it was really taught by an old beggar, this talent would be too amazing!

"Enough!" Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting, which shook the angry Zhang Qingfeng and trembled all over.

A long-haired beauty walked out of the crowd, looking like she didn't eat the fireworks of the world, looked at Qin Tian with cold eyes, teleported behind Zhang Qingfeng, and gently patted his shoulder with her slender hand.

"This is the end of today's business! In front of everyone, bullying the weak with the strong is your fault! You're not defending the Sword Pavilion, you're ruining your reputation! ”

"But Aunt Cousin, this kid and the beggar are ......" Zhang Qingfeng was full of disbelief.

"What else is there?! It will only take a few hours for this young man to defeat you! I also saw the battle just now, don't say anything, take the children of the Sword Pavilion, go back with me! ”

After speaking, the fairy turned around, leaving Qin Tian with a side face that he had never had in the world, and left with the people of the Sword Pavilion.

Watching them drift away, Qin Tian was stunned for a long time.

"Wipe your saliva! That kid's cousin aunt has a big belly and a thin waist, so she is so child-rearing! The old beggar didn't know when he came to Qin Tian's side.

"Hey, yes!" Qin Tian still couldn't come back to his senses.

Drunkenly, the little dragon girl walked downstairs and asked unclearly, "What is good to give birth to?" Master, why are you injured all over your body? Come on, I'll feed you! ”

The old beggar's eyes looked at the little dragon girl's chest, swallowed, and said with a cry: "Sister Long, I am also injured, I am also so hungry, can you feed me some Grandma Long......"

Syllable!

Then the old beggar's other eye was bruised and swollen.