The entire street was occupied by countless people, all the people of Tianji City looked at the sky, there were too many people in the sky who cultivated swords and flew into the sky, which was shocking, and after the shock, everyone found a shocking fact, these people with high force turned out to be people from a small gang that had been established recently. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the gang leader of this gang is Qin Tian, who made a lot of noise before, and everyone knows about it, the name Tian Qing has become a myth in the entire Tianji City, first kill the master of condensation, and then release the silver and white seven-colored python, and then subdue a condensing sect master to enter the gang, each of which is a huge thing, and it is a miracle, but this miracle is impartial and all smashed on a person's head.

The coincidence of this miracle has made everyone unable to see through this boy named Tian Qing, and the name Tian Qing is enough to become a myth of the entire Tianji City, although the current Tian Qing is still confused, he doesn't know how these flying sword people came from, but he knows that these people are here to help him, so he nodded, let out a roar, and said: "Who said that our Three Dragons Gang has no reinforcements, who said it, stand up"

The chairman pretended to be forced again and again, and was slapped in the face again and again, he was furious, and when he saw these people who cultivated flying swords, he still held his breath and retreated, and the real mastermind of the whole incident, Zhen Mou, held back the fire in his belly, he silently took a breath of anger, and was about to slowly retreat into the crowd.

Qin Tian looked at Zhen Mou's reaction and said angrily: "Zhen Mou, aren't you going to kill me in the crowd, you are coming"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man in front of Qin Tian changed his face, his eyes were full of fanatical light, but the eyes that looked at Zhen Mou were full of coldness, the bone-chilling cold made Zhen Mou shiver, which was even more chilling than the cold wind in winter.

"You want to kill my gang leader?Ma Dan, do you dare?" the elegant middle-aged man burst out with a foul language.

Hearing this foul language, Qin Tian was already sure why this elegant middle-aged man would come over to help him, because Xu Madtian, this elegant middle-aged man was sent by Xu Madtian.

Hearing the words of the elegant middle-aged man, Zhen Mou really couldn't raise the strength to resist, he didn't know why, he felt that the elegant middle-aged man in front of him was completely different from the Divine Concentration Sect Master he had seen, he was several times more terrifying than the ordinary Divine Concentration Sect, and a murderous aura spread in the surrounding air.

"Everyone surrounds him, he wants to kill our gang leader, he can't go" The middle-aged man gave an order, and fifty or sixty people quickly surrounded this place, Qin Tian saw that the pace of these fifty or sixty people was surprisingly consistent, obviously after systematic training.

Zhen Mou panicked for the first time, and he said slowly: "I didn't want to kill him, I really didn't"

"You say no, you don't have it?" everyone said, and they disagreed," the middle-aged man stood in front of Zhen Mou and said loudly.

This loud sound was like thunder in the sky, and the people around him didn't hear it, but Zhen Mou's eardrums were about to burst, and then fifty or sixty people shouted in unison: "We don't agree"

This cry pierced the sky and was extremely penetrating, and at the same time, after this shout, each of them flashed a fanatical light in their eyes, and behind this light was death-like loyalty, and the people from Niutouzhai were all people who believed in God, and they were all people who believed in not admitting defeat.

"If they don't agree, then I'm sorry," said the middle-aged man, who raised his arm, which suddenly turned into a knife, extremely sharp and shining brightly.

At this moment, this middle-aged man is like the center point of the entire crowd, out of Qin Tian, no one dares to disobey his opinion, because he is not only a Condensing Sect Master, he is also a Condensing Sect Master who has gone through war and chaos and walked out of life and death, it is precisely because of this that a trace of crack appeared in the bottom of Zhen Mou's heart, which had never been afraid of, and this crack expanded rapidly in the answers of fifty or sixty people, and Zhen Mou was about to collapse.

He shook his head extremely uncalmly and said, "Don't kill me, I am a member of the Zhen family, and I am a member of the Zhen family, one of the top ten families in the kingdom."

The middle-aged man laughed disdainfully and said, "Zhen family, I'm really not afraid of the Zhen family making trouble."

His disdain came from the bottom of his heart, and after he finished speaking, he asked loudly, "Are you afraid of the Zhen family?"

"Don't be afraid," fifty or sixty people replied in unison.

The people on the street surrounded the third floor and the third floor, and everyone was paying attention to this group fight, and in the context of the group fight, countless people were familiar with Zhen Mou.

"Who's that! He's begging for mercy."

"That's the people of the shrine academy.,They're going to fight in groups.,The other party has a powerful character"

"It seems to be called Zhen Mou, he usually loves face so much, but he didn't expect to be so low now"

"He doesn't usually pretend to be, he sees people like people, and ghosts are ghosts, so he can't be real"

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The people on the street started to talk one after another, and almost half of the people's focus fell on Zhen Mou, they were talking about Zhen Mou's low voice, and they were also talking about the bits and pieces of the shrine academy.

"Last time, Tian Qing caused most of the Tang Tower Academy to be destroyed, and this time he may cause the Shrine Academy to be destroyed by most of it."

"That's not necessarily, his strength is not comparable to the genius Tian Qing, how can people be compared with each other!"

"That's right, Tian Qing's strength is obvious to all, but his strength is completely unknown"

"However, I heard that he is fighting against Tian Qing!"

Everyone was talking, no one seemed to notice the resentment in Zhen Mou's eyes, he already resented Qin Tian, after this time, he wanted to kill Qin Tian immediately, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now, the middle-aged man in front of him was like a piece of ice, making him shiver cold.

"How can you let me go?" Zhen Mou whispered, covering his face.

"Kneel here, give us three kowtows, otherwise today, your little life is over," the middle-aged man said angrily.

Zhen Mou took a deep breath, he slowly walked towards Qin Tian, step by step, deep and steady, he lowered his head, the whole person's eyes were full of blood, originally his right eye was close to disability, but now he was angry, one right eye had completely turned white, and he couldn't recover, he walked step by step, remembering that the end of the road was his enemy.

It was Qin Tian who harmed him, everything he had today was harmed by Qin Tian, he really couldn't bear this kind of torment, just when he was only three feet away from Qin Tian, he opened his left eye, and at the same time, a knife appeared out of thin air in his right trouser pocket, and as soon as he inserted it into his trouser pocket, the short knife was held in his hand and went straight to Qin Tian.

Qin Tian saw Zhen Mou's reaction, he was prepared, he knew Zhen Mou's character, with Zhen Mou's character, how could he compromise easily, just when Zhen Mou opened his eyes, Qin Tian quickly took a few steps back, and then the short knife in Zhen Mou's hand slashed at his previous position.

Zhen Mou had not raised his head before, but this time he raised his head suddenly, and did not stab the target, this force of forward rush made him rush forward, and at the same time, this direction was Qin Tian's direction, but at this time, the short sword in his hand was no longer a threat to Qin Tian, Qin Tian turned around suddenly, his elbows turned in the air, and his hands were secretly lucky, and in an instant, a fresh breeze appeared around him.

The Fengxing grappler forcibly changed the direction of his short sword, and slashed back hard, and all of this was between the lightning and flint, the moment the two fought, the middle-aged man had already reacted, he quickly ran to Qin Tian's side, and the spell in his mouth was silently recited, and at the moment when Qin Tian reversed the short sword, his participation made the short sword quickly shoot towards Zhen Mou's body.

"Poof"

Zhen Mou was injured and bleeding for the first time, he covered his chest vigorously and took three steps back.

The surrounding crowd cheered and regretted, for them, this group of children does not care about right or bad, as long as no one lives, they still agree. Seeing Zhen Mou's injury, Qin Tian quickly condensed his natal bow and arrow, King Qin, and at that moment, the two jade pendants on his chest spun rapidly, forming a whirlpool, mixing the pure milky white aura together and shooting towards Zhen Mou.

"It seems that Tian Qing is better"

"I heard that this Zhen Mou is the rookie king of the Shrine Academy, try not to mess with him"

"The battle between the Shrine Academy and the Tang Tower Academy has not been interrupted for hundreds of years, and the Shrine Academy has won more and lost less, and this time it has turned into a duel between two rookie geniuses."

"I've decided, whoever wins their fight this time will donate supplies to which academy"

At dusk, the entire street was full of people, all of them were watching this group fight, Zhen Mou was really cornered, he stared at the sky on the street, and shook his head.

Leaving the area shrouded in the murderous aura of the middle-aged man, he gradually sobered up, whispered a few words, and then stood in front of the middle-aged man, Zhen Mou pretended to be very familiar, and said, "I don't know where Your Excellency is from, and how did you join the Three Dragons Gang!"

The middle-aged man smiled without saying a word: "Order"

Then Zhen Mou asked all kinds of questions, although these questions were irrelevant, but for middle-aged people, answering other people's questions has become a habit, so that he wants to answer other people's questions when he hears them.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, this kind of delay seemed to Qin Tian, Zhen Mou was moving the rescue soldiers, but Qin Tian was helpless, he knew that the middle-aged man was sent by Xu Qitian, but he was embarrassed to point fingers, after all, he was just a condensing master, and he was not disrespectful to the condensing sect master.

Just when the sky was gradually darkening, the sky suddenly turned gray, not slowly darkening, this darkening scene came, when Zhen Mou saw the change, he smiled inaudibly, and then, a large cloud of black gas rushed from the sky, and finally arrived at Zhen Mou's side.

This mass of black gas slowly formed, and finally twisted into the appearance of a person, as soon as his face was produced, the middle-aged man took three steps back, and he instinctively retreated three steps, only to see that on the side of the sky, a huge phantom appeared, as if when the ancestor of the Li family came to Tianji City.

This huge phantom is an enlarged version of the person in front of him, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he said: "Niutouzhai, what kind of ability is it to bully my grandchildren?"

When the middle-aged man saw the ancestor, he said without the slightest fear: "Anyone who wants to kill my young village master will definitely pay the price of blood."

"Niutouzhai doesn't give me face" The ancestor glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, he originally thought that he could intimidate him in terms of momentum, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man to stare back instead.

Facing the middle-aged man's provocation, the ancestor was furious and said, "Do you think you can kill him from me?" Or do you want your young master to give you a burial?"