Chapter Seventy-Four: The Poor Man

Having said that, Qin Xiaotian swung his sword all the way south, and finally found the three remaining female disciples of the Jade Sect. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The spirit boat is broken and cannot be restarted. Several female disciples were covered in blood, some of which belonged to others and some of which were their own.

"Master, I wanted to go to the top of Taishan Mountain to meet everyone, but I didn't know that I would suddenly kill such a bunch of things. The sisters suffered heavy casualties, and only a few of us remained. When the woman named Lin Qingxuan saw Qin Xiaotian looking for her, she could no longer restrain the pain in her heart.

Pear blossoms bring rain, cicadas dew autumn branches. Zhang Miaozhi and Cui Lian saw that Lin Qing was constantly choosing thousands of feet, and they also hugged each other and cried.

Qin Xiaotian's heart was sour when he saw the corpses all over the ground, and the faces that were alive not long ago had become blurred flesh and blood with severed limbs at this time. Extreme self-inflicted pain on him.

Holding the remaining three female disciples tightly in his arms, two flames appeared in his eyes. "They won't die in vain, and I will avenge you for this revenge. ”

When Qingxuan and a few people heard this, they couldn't cry even more.

"Alas... After all, the amorous man can't hold up the wall. My son-in-law looks up to you, and he is waiting for you in Yicheng. Let's go with the old man?" Old Shi Tou poked his head out of the ground, and his tone was both a discussion and a threat.

Qin Xiaotian had nowhere to vent his anger, and suddenly an old man in sackcloth appeared from the ground, where could he let go? Not to mention that this person relied on his own cultivation, and he bullied Bai Ling'er not long ago.

Without the slightest warning, a divine light shot from the center of Qin Xiaotian's eyebrows towards the old Shi Tou.

"Heavenly Eyes?" Old Shi Tou is not a master, and he can see this trick of Qin Xiaoangel at a glance.

As soon as the white light passed, the power of the battle sword was revealed, turning into a barefoot golden dragon, each with a boulder on each of its four claws. The fast-flowing air currents in the air form an eerie wall of air. This wall of qi was rolled into a semi-circular gold bucket by Qin Xiaotian with his mind. The black cloud above the golden barrel flashed, and a bolt of lightning hit the old man's head impartially.

Boom, the old historian suddenly exerted his strength, and a cloud of mist-strong spiritual light sword spectrum collided with the lightning in the sky.

"In two clicks, the little boy can use the celestial phenomena. It's not simple!" The old historian sighed at the same time, his palms were folded, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth.

I saw a huge spider web falling from the sky, covering Qin Xiaotian.

"Receive. ”

The old historian drank lightly in his mouth, and the huge spider web wrapped Qin Xiaotian like a twisted flower.

"Don't struggle. It's useless. This is a silkworm wedding dress, unless you know the true fire of samadhi, don't think of it. The old man laughed, pulled out the wine gourd, and took a sip of fragrant pure pulp wine.

Qin Xiaotian really had no way to take this silkworm wedding dress, but he didn't expect this old Shi Lao to get carried away and remind him.

A faint blue-white flame condensed in Qin Xiaotian's palm. Since listening to Yuan Tiangang's advice, Qin Xiaotian has rarely used the Samadhi True Fire.

"Pounce"

The old Shi Tou was happy in his heart, and while drinking, he reached out to lift the net of the silkworm wedding dress, and after a few strokes, he felt empty.

When he looked down, he was dumbfounded. There is still Qin Xiaotian's shadow on the ground, only the silkworm wedding dress that has been burned to ashes remains.

was busy turning around to look for it, but he saw Qin Xiaotian holding a woman in each hand and carrying one on his back, but he was not slow at all.

Looking at the figure elegantly, he will volley three feet in the air and step on the ground for a while. The old historian fell into deep thought, why is this kind of body so weird, it seems that he has seen it somewhere, but he just can't remember it.

After half a ring, suddenly he slapped his head, this is not the nine palaces and eight steps that you are fighting for in the immortal cultivation world, but in the end, there is no news at all?

How can this son know the immortal family body method? He must not have comprehended the essence of it, otherwise a casual step would be enough for the old man to chase me half to death.

The more I thought about it, the more interested I became in this Qin Xiaotian. Just as he was about to step forward, he found a sword suspended in the void ten paces away. As long as the old Shi Tou's feet moved, this sword would follow.

What is the origin of this kid, not only does he have the secret method of Buddhism and Taoism, but also the Yellow Scroll of the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps, and it seems that he has also learned the true fire of Samadhi? It's protecting the Lord! The old man was so frightened that he almost dropped the wine gourd in his hand to the ground.

The sword of war was suspended in the void for a long time, and then it disappeared with a whoosh.

Old Shi Tou slowly got up from the ground, it was not that he didn't have the confidence to dodge the sudden blow of the battle sword, the reason why he didn't move was thinking about what Bai Tangxi had told him, how he should complete it.

took the three girls all the way and ran out of a hundred miles, only then did they remember that they forgot to take the sword.

Qin Xiaotian furrowed his brows and closed his eyes in contemplation. After a moment, a trace of divine thought was summoned to establish contact with the sword. Hearing a gust of wind in his ears, Qin Xiaotian opened his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

Since the battle sword flew back by itself, did it really give birth to a spiritual aura?

So, try to manipulate with your mind. To refer to the sword, in the void to compare. The battle sword rose from the ground tremblingly, imitating Qin Xiaotian's movements with an extremely unfamiliar trajectory.

Despite this, Qin Xiaotian was still overjoyed. In time, I, Qin Xiaotian, will be able to control my mind and truly refer to the sword.

"Congratulations, boss. Zhang Miaozhi took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat beads from Qin Xiaotian's forehead, although the weather was cold, he couldn't withstand the long journey.

The pain in the hearts of the three girls was a little less under Qin Xiaotian's comfort, and it was as clear as fine compared to the silent crying at the beginning.

"Well, the Jade Romans will not be destroyed. I took you under my door in the first place, but it was a matter of interest. I believe that Dugu Leng doesn't want his wife to be fortunate enough to inherit the Jade Luomen, who will be extinct from now on. "People have feelings, and Qin Xiaotian is naturally no exception.

"Master, thank you! We will definitely work hard to improve our cultivation and avenge the Sect Leader as soon as possible!" Lin Qingxuan choked up.

"While it's still early, we must be very worried about you. "In this wild wilderness, full of unknown dangers, there are three female disciples who are like flowers and jade. In case he encounters a flower thief, it is not a joke, Qin Xiaotian knows that there are more people who are more powerful than him in this Daze. It's impossible to meet every time you can't beat yourself.

Cui Lianxin listened carefully and heard that there was probably some kind of relationship between their senior sister and the master. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so kind.

Zhang Miaozhi and Lin Qingxuan flashed a trace of disappointment in their eyes, if only they were swept away by the undercurrent that day.

Qin Xiaotian naturally didn't know what the three women were thinking, and his figure quickly scurried past the tall bushes. For fear that it will be dark and cause unnecessary trouble.

It didn't go far. I heard Cui Lian screaming.

Qin Xiaotian shouted that it was not good, and when he turned his head. Cui Lian's head had been hung high in the treetops. The white neck was facing outwards with red columns of blood, and its appearance was terrible.

Zhang Miaozhi and Lin Qingxuan were frightened by this sudden attack and stood on the spot. It was a long time before one of them let out a muffled snort, and then howled.

"Li'er. ”

Qin Xiaotian was almost dumbfounded, who could attack a beautiful woman without him knowing.