Chapter 140: Full Door Raid (II)

A human head fell to the ground, and his eyes widened, staring at Qin Tian blankly.

From Qin Tian's back, twelve flying swords came out of their sheaths and inserted them into Jia Yaozu's chest.

Qin Tian's mind flashed, and the twelve flying swords suddenly flew up and down, left and right.

"Whoa!"

Jia Yaozu's body was torn apart.

Die, not all corpses!

The 8 points of qi and blood that were lost were immediately replenished by Qin Tian.

"Young Master Jia!"

In the distance, footsteps cracked, and the butler rushed with five housekeepers.

Behind him, is Jia Quan's wife Liu Xianmei, who was sold in the kiln when she was young, and Jia Quan, who was a gangster at that time, took a fancy to Liu Xiaomei's beauty, and wanted to redeem her but had no money.

Qin Tian's father tried every means to persuade him, but Jia Quan just didn't listen.

had no choice but to lend him a hundred taels of silver, and then redeemed Liu Ximei. I said I borrowed it, but I haven't returned it to this day.

Seeing that Jia Yaozu was broken into thousands of pieces by Qin Tian, Liu Ximei almost fainted: "Zu'er...... Uh......"

"Kill him!" Steward Jia ordered.

Each of the five family members came with a weapon to kill.

"Dragons are in the wild!"

Qin Tian's figure flashed, leaving only a string of fist shadows in the air.

In the shadow of the fist, five heads were blown up.

The housekeeper hadn't seen how Qin Tian punched yet.

Qin Tian stood coldly: "Say, where did Jia Quan and Jia Fei go?"

The housekeeper was silent: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for four months, and I have actually cultivated to the third order of the first realm of martial artists, but the strength of the fight is a high level of the first realm! If you want to know the whereabouts of the master and the young lady, it is very simple, cut off your head, and I will take you to meet them!"

Qin Tian nodded: "That's good! Kill me Qin Tian, you have contributed a lot, today, go to hell with Jia Yaozu!"

"Long Wei!"

"Boom!"

Qin Tian tapped his toes, punched from mid-air, and the fierce fist wind shook the ground and swept towards Steward Jia.

In mid-air, he had a sword in his hand.

"Years!"

A string of time, following the fist wind.

Steward Jia put both hands on his waist, and two mountain-opening axes were in his hands, and between the swings, a circle of axe shadows poured out.

"Boom ......"

The sword light and axe shadow collided in the air, and Qin Tian slid backwards with a "brush".

Steward Jia chased after him: "Stinky boy, there are some mysteries in swordsmanship, but one realm and one heavy sky, even if you can hit a realm of high-level strength, compared to my two realms, it is still a little worse!"

"Whew!"

The wind roared wildly, and the axe did not leave Qin Tian's figure.

"Huh, where are you?" The butler was suddenly stunned, and in the shadow of the axe, there was no Qin Tian at all.

"I'm opening the gates of hell for you! This sword has killed the martial artists of the Three Realms, why mention that you have a Second Realm?"

Behind him, Qin Tian shouted, and then the sword walked the dragon snake, and the first thirty changes of the "years" came closely.

"Old thief, you can't have seen the body technique and martial arts of Izumo and the sea, and you can't even see Lao Tzu's swordsmanship. Taste the sword of my time!

"This is the light of yesterday's decay, and every sword ray condenses the monstrous enmity of my Qin family!

Steward Jia was caught off guard, and he tried his best to block with an axe, but he had already fallen behind, and with the hard power of the martial artists of the Second Realm, he carried Qin Tian's attack to the death.

However, he has never seen the sword of the years, and the sword that flashes with cold light and disturbs people's hearts makes people feel chilled.

Steward Jia suddenly found that he couldn't remember all the exercises he had learned in the past, and all his memories were extracted in the boundless light of the sword.

Thousands of swords, thousands of chaotic hearts. In addition, the power of every sword that Qin Tian struck out was equivalent to a high-level realm, although Steward Jia had a slight upper hand in the realm, he couldn't spare his hand to fight back in the tide of attacks.

Qin Tian suddenly sped up: "Old thief, you can block the past, but you can block today's sword!"

"Here comes the sword!"

"Woo Woo ......"

From behind Qin Tian, twelve flying swords flew up at the same time.

The two sword qi suddenly swirled out from Qin Tian's palm, the qi of the Du pulse was strong, the qi of the Ren pulse was feminine, the yin and yang were combined, and the two lives were thousands.

Each flying sword is like a sword qi control, in the dense sword light, the time of the Black Bird Martial Academy has been provoked, the wind is strong, and time emits a brilliant light on the tip of the sword, condensing several rays of yesterday and today's years of light.

"Why is this happening? Who am I? What have I done? Why can't I even remember?"

Steward Jia was shocked, his body was being squeezed rapidly, and time escaped from the wisps around him, gathering at the tip of Qin Tian's sword, and beside him, even the air seemed to be shriveled.

And his right hand seems to be withering rapidly.

"What's going on? Every style you use requires a lot of qi and blood, with your first realm and third order, your qi and blood should have been drained long ago, why can you still wield a sword?"

Qin Tian stood abruptly: "You have calculated quite well, a formula of 'dragon might' requires 5 points of qi and blood, and a type of 'years' requires 8 points of qi and blood." I've already used up 25 points of Qi and blood!"

Steward Jia's face was like ashes: "Losing 25 points of qi and blood, you should be like a waste now, and you can't even lift your feet!"

Qin Tian smiled: "What you don't know is that there is a person in the world who can replenish his qi and blood at any time." Otherwise, who can practice the Heavenly Dragon Jue, who can wield the sword of time!"

"Old thief, take your life!"

After Qin Tian finished roaring, his subordinates intensified, and the time beside Steward Jia quickly evaporated like steam.

"What's going on?" Steward Jia let out a terrible exclamation when he saw that the flesh and blood on his right hand had been sucked away, turning into skin and bones!

Qin Tian said coldly: "Who has the years spared?"

"If you can't break my swordsmanship, that's a bunch of walking dead!"

The tip of the sword jerked up.

All the time is picked up.

"Poof!"

Steward Jia's right hand turned into powder, and blood gushed out from his shoulder.

"No!" Steward Jia slashed his axe in his left hand and slashed towards Qin Tian.

Qin Tian's figure turned sharply, and between the wanderings, a ball of time was picked on the tip of the sword again, and the handle was picked up.

"Poof!"

Steward Jia's left hand quickly dried up, turned into powder again, and exploded, the bone residue flew up, and the blood surged wildly.

"Oh my God......" Steward Jia, who lost his arms, was so frightened that his face was pale.

Qin Tian's figure did not disappear, and the sword light in his hand did not leave the opponent's side.

"No...... Qin Tian...... No...... My right leg, my leg ......"

"Poof!"

"Goo-dong!" Jia Jiaguan's right leg was blown off from the root.

"Poof!"

The time near the left leg was emptied again, and in the sound of the explosion, Liu Xiaomei, who was not far away, ran towards the back of the courtyard like crazy.

Qin Tian's eyelids did not lift.

Rong'er had already shot out like an arrow from the string, and the purple condensation soft sword in her hand danced a string of cold light, forcing Liu Xiaomei back.

Steward Jia was soaked in a river of blood.

The limbs were gone, and the eyes were full of fear.

"Qin Tian, let me go......"

Qin Tian's figure did not stop, and the sword light did not stop, and for a while, he took away the time above Steward Jia.

"Let you go? That's impossible, my parents don't agree to it in the Spirit of Heaven, I don't agree to Qin Tian, and Rong'er, who almost died, won't agree.

"However, I promise to make your death more happy, the premise is to tell the whereabouts of Jia Quan's old thief and Jia Fei's wicked man!"

"Qin Tian, where they went, I really don't know. There are only four people in the world who know, Jia Quan, Jia Fei, Jia Yaozu, and one is ......"

He glanced at Liu Shimei.

"Then you can't even go to hell!!"

Qin Tian Jinjin condensed one arm and suddenly exerted force.

Countless swords of the years composed of time, time, yesterday, today, and tomorrow, hundreds of millions, mighty, converged into a golden river of years, and stabbed straight at Steward Jia.

"Boom ......"

Flesh splattered. This old thief was even smashed with three souls and seven spirits.

"Spare your life...... Liu thin eyebrows knelt on the ground and howled bitterly, "Qin Tian, Rong'er, spare your life, I haven't practiced martial arts, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Qin Tian's eyes were bloody: "If I don't kill you, there is no possibility." Tell me the whereabouts of Jia Quan's father and daughter, I won't scatter your soul, so that you can enjoy the eighteenth layer of torture in hell!"

Rong'er raised her head with tears: "Young master, let me chop this wicked woman......"

In a moment of distraction, Liu Xiaomei, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly moved his wrist slightly.

Several silver needles flew out of his sleeves, and then he suddenly got up, and a string of exquisite palms forced him.

The power of a warrior!

Qin Tian had already taken precautions, and ghostly blocked in front of Rong'er, slapping his palm to hit the flying silver needle, and then grabbed Liu Ximei's fist:

"You are vicious by nature, and you are accustomed to evil tricks, how much suffering I Qin Tian have suffered from you, today, do you still want to succeed?

"Liu Ximei, the boxing technique you used is exactly the Qin family fist created by my father, today, everything should be repaid!"

"Squeak!"

Liu's thin eyebrows' fists turned into powder in Qin Tian's palm.

Qin Tian flew up and kicked the slut into the air.

"Rong'er!" he exclaimed.

The two of them marched forward side by side, punching in unison: "Dragon Xing Wuji!"

"Puffy Puff!"

Several blood holes bloomed on Liu Ximei's body, and he fell to the ground limply.

"Long Wei!"

Qin Tian rose into the air, and his strong palm power fell from the air, beating Liu Xianmei into a paralyzed bloody mud.