The eight-sided sword is like a ghost, like a flickering ghost fire, mysterious and infested in his hands. As soon as the sword light of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info erupted from his right hand, it suddenly appeared from the wind of his left finger, his body spun slightly, and the sword light spilled out of his waist A circle of arc light, his head swung slightly, and the eight-sided sword actually stabbed out of the side of his hair bun mysteriously and abnormally.

Chu Tian's hands, feet, elbows, knees, and every part of his body were pierced with cyan sword light.

He seems to have fused with the eight-sided sword, the eight-sided sword is a limb on his body, any movement of his can attract sword light, and any part of his body can be pierced by sword light.

Before the seven sword and axe men could see clearly which hand Tian was using, their bodies were pierced by the eight-sided sword at least eighteen times, and the incomparably sharp eight-sided sword easily penetrated all of their vital points, and Chu Tian either hit his shoulder, or knee, or elbow, and the seven sword and axe hands were sprayed with blood mist and rolled in all directions and flew out.

Chu Tian's figure was mixed in the tumbling corpses of the seven sword and axe men, and the sword and axe hands, spearmen, and archers around them only felt dazzled in front of them, a large blood mist and the bodies of their tragic companions blocked their vision, and they couldn't find out where Chu Tian was at all!

Chu Tian stepped on a strange step, and suddenly flashed out from behind the corpse of a knife and axe hand silently.

He stooped and dashed out from behind the corpse, a cyan sword flash over his shoulder, diagonally across the waist of a spearman. The two-and-a-half-foot-long eight-sided sword swept effortlessly across the spearman's body, cutting him off at the waist.

Chu Tian's left and right hands blasted out at the same time, and the heavy punch hit the two bodies of the spearman, a large amount of blood and water spilled, and the two entities flew high, and the attention of the surrounding enemies was instantly attracted by these two corpses, and they subconsciously looked up.

It seemed that the wind was holding up the tall and vigorous body under his feet, Chu Tian rushed in front of the three spearmen with a sliding step, and three clouds of green and faint sword light exploded in front of him, and the three spearmen only felt a pain in their jaws, and the eight-sided sword pierced into their jaws and stabbed out of the back of their heads almost at the same time.

As soon as his right knee was raised, he heard a terrible muffled sound, and the fine iron crotch guard of the spearman in the middle was dented by Chu Tianyi's knee, and his entire lower body was instantly shattered. The spearman's body flew up and smashed towards the ten archers behind him.

Chu Tian followed closely behind the spearman's corpse like a ghost, took three steps seven or eight zhang away, and another step came out from behind the spearman's corpse like a ghost, and then an arc across the body was raised, and a green arc of light spilled out from his waist, and the ten archers were cut down by Chu Tian with a sword before they could pick up the melee long sword.

Behind him, three large axes whistled and slashed, and eight spears pierced from behind and on both sides.

The roar of the Ling clan's sword, axe, and spearman shook the surrounding black pine trees, and countless thin pine needles spilled down. Chu Tian took a step across without looking back, and then took a step back diagonally, and he came to the queue of three sword and axe men very secretly.

The eight-sided sword erupted from his right hand, piercing the heart of the sword axe hand on his right hand, and almost at the same time as the sword light penetrated the iron armor of the sword and axe hand, the cyan sword light swayed out from his left shoulder, and the two sword and axe hands on his left hand side howled in unison, and were cut off by his sword.

Before the bodies of the three sword and axe men fell to the ground, the eight spearmen dropped their spears almost at the same time, pulled out the short knives at their waists, and rushed towards Chu Tian desperately.

These spearmen could see clearly that Chu Tian's movements were too fast, their movements were too weird, they couldn't even grasp Chu Tian's figure, and it was impossible for them to assassinate Chu Tian with their spears. can only kill in close quarters, block Chu Tian with the advantage of numbers, exchange life for life, Chu Tian pierces their bodies At the same time, they also have to pierce a few blood holes in Chu Tian's body.

Not only these spearmen, but also the remaining sword and axe men and spearmen all dropped their long weapons, pulled out their short knives half a foot long at their waists, and rushed towards Chu Tian with a hissing roar and like a wounded beast.

In just a few breaths, they lost almost half of their manpower.

Chu Tian's killing power is too amazing, the killing efficiency is too terrifying, he is not using the means that a hero in the market should have, let alone the killing technique of a military person, Chu Tian uses a killing technique that is purely for the sake of killing.

He shouldn't be the head of the fish stall in the White Python River, he should be a terrible assassin and a top killer.

More than twenty burly figures wearing dragon scale armor rushed over from all directions, Chu Tian was so excited that his muscles were slightly tensed, the corners of his mouth were slightly cracked, and he smiled very brightly.

A few faint scars danced on his face, adding a bit of hideousness to his slightly dark face out of thin air.

In the midst of the boundless hideousness and slaughter, Chu Tian's eyes were like freshly thawed streams in the mountain streams in spring, clear and clean, without the slightest impurity. Of course, he was smiling, but his temperament was not like a killer who had just killed so many people and would continue to kill many people, but more like a merry gentleman who was dressed up and was about to go on a date with a beautiful woman.

The figure rushed up, Chu Tian took a step across, and the three figures lost their target and ran over close to his body.

The eight-sided sword suddenly flashed around his waist, and a large amount of blood flew out, and the three spearmen were pierced through the chest, and the sword light almost tore the entire upper half of their bodies into two pieces.

The evil wind struck, and five spearmen hugged each other at the same time.

Chu Tian's feet moved, and he took a diagonal step, and five stout figures brushed his body again, and the arm of the nearest thug was completely close to Chu Tian's cheek. Chu Tian smiled at the desperate soldier, and with a twist of the eight-sided sword in his hand, a large piece of blood spurted out from the necks of the five people, and when he landed, there was no movement at all.

One step forward, one step back, one step left, one step right, and sometimes a diagonal step.

Chu Tian's movements were not big, and his steps seemed to be extremely simple, but within five steps, not a single Ling clan's pawn could touch his body, and none of the Ling clan's pawn's weapons could hurt him in the slightest.

The ghostly eight-sided sword flickered in his hand, and one after another fell to the ground.

In just a dozen breaths, fifty Ling's ironclad warriors all fell to the ground, their corpses stacked horizontally in a space of about five steps in length and width, densely packed together.

With a 'dang' sound, the eight-sided sword jumped back into its sleeve and buckled it to the cowhide armguard.

Chu Tian looked at the corpse of the soldier lying on the ground, and said lightly: "Within five steps, the husband is angry, and the Son of Heaven is bleeding. My set of swordsmanship is called 'Piff Sword'. ”

'Hehe' smiled, Chu Tian grinned very seriously: "Frightened, killing the Son of Heaven is such a thing, we are loyal subjects and obedient people of the Great Jin, joke!"

A miserable howl of 'wow' came, and Ling Fu watched as Chu Tian slaughtered five teams of his own elite private soldiers, and one of them lost his mind and was scratched on the belly by Li Xiaoqi's halberd.

At least twenty catties of fat meat flew high with blood sprinkled with blood, and Ling Fu scolded hysterically.