Chapter 325: Bombardment
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As soon as the words fell, Qin Yu's body turned into an afterimage, and before he even came out of his sword, he shot towards Qin Tian.
Around, everyone watching held their breath, afraid of missing the details in front of them.
Swish!
The incomparably fierce energy rushed to his face, and Qin Yu's arms stabbed straight out like straight spears, setting off bursts of sharp wind-breaking sounds.
Qin Tian's body stepped out tiltedly, swaying like a breeze, and it was vague that people couldn't see his figure clearly. This strange body style made everyone's eyes shine, and even Ximen Qiu was drunk, staring at his eyes and muttering: "What a ghostly body style, like a breeze swaying, and like a hurricane sweeping." ā
A flash of surprise flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and he immediately sneered secretly, his feet stomped on the ground suddenly, and there was a faint muffled thunder sound, Qin Yu's whole person's speed skyrocketed a lot, and his arms wrapped in sword qi swept out, like two swimming dragons roaring, destroying the Dao remnants in an instant, and swept past Qin Tian's shoulders, setting off a strong wind that hit Qin Tian.
Intense pain spread over his shoulders, Qin Tian's face did not change, after experiencing countless baptisms of death, Qin Tian had long been accustomed to this kind of small pain. As Qin Yu's arms swept over, Qin Tian's right hand reached out in vain, and the straight sword fingers were like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with no edge, pointing at Qin Yu's vital point.
Qin Tian knew the gap between his own cultivation and Qin Yu, so as soon as he made a move, he was full of strength, and the brilliant sword light flashed. A flash of surprise flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, in the past, he had learned that Qin Tian had mastered several terrifying sword fingers, and today he could be regarded as a leader. The corners of Qin Yu's mouth provoked a sneer: "The sixfold cultivation of the Spirit Emperor also dares to confront me head-on, and the mantis arm blocks the car." ā
Swish.
In an instant, Qin Yu's body speed skyrocketed more and more, dragging a vague figure, his arms waving wildly with an incomparably powerful sword aura, and the arm shadows were all over the sky, enveloping Qin Tian all over the sky, and colliding with the sword fingers handed out by Qin Tian.
Bell!
The sound of the confrontation between gold and iron stirred, and the strength shown by both sides made everyone in an uproar. In just a few minutes, the two of them made countless ruthless moves, completely putting each other to death. Worry appeared in Ximen Qiu's drunken eyes, once Qin Tian was slightly defeated, Ximen Qiudrunk immediately clasped his hands: "Compared with junior brother, Qin Yu's advantage lies in his strong cultivation. Senior brother, he was very unwise to resist Qin Yu's offensive head-on, and if this continued, the junior brother was completely passive, and the situation was completely controlled by Qin Yu. ā
Lin Jinxuan's beautiful eyes looked at the staggered figures, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she said softly: "Senior brother seems to be resisting Qin Yu's attack head-on, but with his ingenious body technique, most of the junior brothers have avoided Qin Yu's most terrifying offensive. At the same time, every time Senior Brother made a move, the sword finger happened to fall on the weakest part of Senior Brother Qin Yu's attack. ā
Listening to Lin Jinxuan's explanation, Ximen Qiu's eyes lit up slightly, indeed, under Qin Yu's offensive like a storm, Qin Tian's figure was like a lonely boat in the ocean of anger, seemingly precarious, but he was always able to ride the wind and waves, and even sail.
"So what. In terms of competitive cultivation, Senior Brother Qin Yu is always slightly better, and in the end, it must be Qin Tianxian who can't support it. ā
"Furthermore, as long as Senior Brother Qin Yu uses all his strength, even if Qin Tian can block it temporarily, will his hands be fine?" The two Tianji Pavilion disciples with more vicious eyes spoke, their eyes turned to Ximen to get drunk, and chuckled: "Ximen Fatty, the situation doesn't seem good, this guy is destined to be defeated in Qin Yu's hands and be broken into pieces." Once he dies, your bet instantly becomes worthless. Gee. If you have the leisure to watch the game here, you might as well go in and exchange your bets for contribution points, and you can make a little money. ā
"The deer's death has not yet been decided. Simon Qiu was drunk and gritted his teeth, staring intently, not bothering to pay attention to these people's cool words.
Just as everyone was talking, the sword qi in the field became more and more terrifying, plowing out eye-catching sword marks on the ground.
At the same time, Qin Tian's sword finger spit out some terrifying aura in vain, and the Great Dao of Swords burst out, suppressing the sky. This unparalleled power actually caused Qin Tian's two fingers to tear apart the arm shadows that came from the sky, and the lightning point quickly landed on Qin Yu's arm.
Bang!
A dull sound suddenly sounded. The fingering containing sword intent and the avenue of the sword are superimposed, and its power is not as simple as one plus one, it simply skyrockets several times. The fierce sword qi spread out between the contact between the two, and at the same time, cracks quickly spread out under Qin Tian and Qin Yu's feet.
The two dancing figures stopped in vain, and then one of them staggered back a few steps. Seeing this retreating figure, the surrounding uproar instantly burst out, and everyone was stunned and stammered. Especially the two Tianji Pavilion disciples who spoke out before, directly swallowed back the words that followed.
That's what it's all about.
Qin Yu would actually be repelled by Qin Tianyi's finger?
This completely turned their previous perception upside down......
"Boy, you're good, you've me off completely. ā
An incomparably terrifying aura raged between the heavens and the earth, and the rapidly falling snow turned into a puddle of icy water.
Qin Yu looked at Qin Tian with a solemn expression, his palm slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the incomparably majestic true qi surged. The incomparable sword qi crisscrossed out, and the place where Qin Yu was standing was immediately covered with sword marks, densely packed. Shocking.
The audience was silent, and Ximen Qiu was drunk and said heavily: "I just have mastered a terrifying spiritual skill of the Western Qin royal family, but I didn't expect it to be so terrifying." ā
A terrifying aura rippled out, and the disciples of the Heavenly Power Pavilion standing on both sides all felt a sense of depression. After half a ring, these Heavenly Power Pavilion disciples shouted wildly: "The leader is only now really moving. This new leader will die a terrible death. ā
"I knew that the leader must have other means, tsk, this aura is enough to compare to those strong people who have just entered the Spirit Venerable Realm. ā
The sound of discussion rose up, and countless eyes with different emotions flowed between Qin Tian and Qin Yu.
"It's so good to feel so empowered. Little bastard, within a hundred breaths, I'll kill you. A hideous color appeared on Qin Yu's face, Qin Yu's body arched slightly, and his whole body swept forward at an extremely terrifying speed, and the ground cracked instantly. The long sword in Qin Yu's hand groaned softly, like a comet crashing in: "The king is in the world." ā
Sonorous!
The deafening roar resounded in the sky, and Yang Xiu and the others covered their ears one after another, looking at Qin Yu with shocked faces. The sword was not fully unfurled, and its momentum was so imposing. Countless sword qi outlined, and the cold wind was like a knife.
A touch of solemnity flashed in Qin Tian's calm eyes, this Western Qin Sealing Sword Technique was indeed a terrifying spiritual skill. Qin Tian's body was like a floating light. The mystery of his incarnation method is vividly embodied by him. But even so, every time Qin Tian's feet didn't hit the ground, a sword qi immediately surged up in the void heaven and earth, making Qin Tian unguardable.
Seeing that Qin Tian's offensive was blocked, a piercing killing intent welled up in Qin Yu's cold eyes, and the long sword in his hand soared straight into the sky, opening and closing, invincible, and the entire wind and snow were filled with sword shadows, at the same time. Cracks burst out on the bluestone slabs. Each of Qin Yu's swords was full of domineering domination in the world. Destroy the ten directions with one force. The terrifying side of the Spirit Emperor's ninefold peak powerhouse was truly displayed in everyone's sight, Ximen was drunk and broke out in a cold sweat, this Qin Yu was like a hanging.
Lin Jinxuan and Yang Xiu looked at this scene, their faces slightly pale. This Qin Yu's strength is too strong.
Bell!
The clash of gold and iron continued. The terrifying sword aura set off ripples. Facing Yang Xiu's terrifying offensive. Qin Tian's figure did not retreat, and every time he tapped his toes, he was as light as a wild goose, narrowly avoiding the sweeping long sword. The Qingfeng Ancient Sword fell out quickly.
Looking at Qin Tian, whose speed had obviously increased, Qin Yu sneered, and just happened to block Qin Tian's Qingfeng Ancient Sword, and the entire long sword carried a fierce strength and smashed down on Qin Tian's sword. The deafening sound pierced the sky, and Qin Tian frowned slightly. The strength of the fear made Qin Tian's palm feel a little wet, and even if Qin Tian tried his best to control his body, he still retreated a few steps backwards.
"Sword intent can certainly make my offensive more terrifying, but this increase is still limited. The corners of Qin Tian's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and his palms quickly clenched and stretched, dispelling the numbness. On the other hand, Qin Yu only took half a step back. The gap between the two can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. The disciples of the Tianquan Pavilion showed a playful expression: "Completely crushed, without any backhand, the leader is mighty." ā
"Mighty fart. Ximen begged drunk and said lightly: "Senior Brother Qin Tian is tempting, do you think that Qin Yu has hole cards, and Senior Brother Qin Tian does not have hole cards?"
Qin Yu stepped out, a slight smile regained in his eyes, and said indifferently: "The show has just begun. Remember, if you go down to see my stupid brother in a moment, don't forget to say hello to me. ā
Qin Tian ignored Qin Yu's words, looked down at the bleeding right hand, his eyes instantly became as cold as a blade, the corners of his lips suddenly set off a cold arc, his feet kicked, his body swept out like a long rainbow, and the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in his hand was faster, and it fell several times in an instant.
After previous contact, Qin Yu can be regarded as having completely mastered Qin Tian's strength, and although his cultivation is a little poor, but with his terrifying qualifications, the offensive is very terrifying. Facing the dense sword shadows, Qin Yu smiled coldly and counterattacked back with a more rapid attack.
Bang!
A series of sparks burst into flames, and dazzling sword shadows filled the wind and snow. The terrifying strong wind rippled out from the place where the two of them fought, and at the same time, there were countless sword marks under the feet of Qin Tian and Qin Yu. The sound of gold and iron intersecting hovered in the sky, endlessly.
"The Western Qin Sealing Sword Technique is terrifying, but the more you delay, the more terrible the sequelae of this spiritual skill will be. I can't delay any longer, or I'll end up seriously injured even if I break this little bastard's corpse to pieces." Qin Yu's eyes flickered, and a touch of hideousness appeared on his face, and the bloodied right arm swung straight down, and with the swing of his right arm, the long sword with a destructive aura once again slammed down on Qin Tian's Qingfeng Ancient Sword.
"The Imperial Driver's Campaign. There was a cold murderous intent in his hoarse voice.
The sudden attack made Qin Tian's eyes lock slightly, and he held the sword in his chest, and he used the sword blocking method between the lightning and flint. In the next moment, Qin Yu's long sword was like a beam of light, and under the gaze of countless eyes, it slammed into Qin Tian's Qingfeng Ancient Sword, and the cold blade happened to fall on the sword body of Qingfeng Ancient Sword, and a series of sparks burst between the two.
Bang!
The terrifying strength was like a tide flooding his whole body, Qin Tian frowned slightly, he knew that the method of sword blocking was mysterious, but with such a big gap in cultivation, there was no way to completely dissolve the power on it.
"Spirit Emperor's sixfold cultivation, how can you make up for the gap between your cultivation and me. ā
"Fight with me, you're still tender. ā
Qin Yu smiled at Qin Tiansenran, his palm flipped over, and the long sword also spun in vain, setting off a terrifying strong wind, and then slammed down on Qin Tian's body. Qin Tian's face changed slightly, as if he had been hit hard, and his whole body staggered backwards, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step he took back.
At the same time, Qin Yu's left hand suddenly swung out, and the terrifying strong wind hit the Qingfeng Ancient Sword in Qin Tian's hand again. Qingfeng's ancient sword trembled slightly, but it actually came out of his hand, and it was inserted diagonally a few meters away, and the blood flowing from its hilt made Ximen Qiu drunk and secretly frightened. Obviously, in the previous fight, Qin Tian had suffered some minor injuries.
Seeing Qin Tian's long sword out of his hand, most of the disciples of the Peerless Hall suddenly sighed with regret, and the outcome of this battle was already known.
Those Heavenly Power Pavilion disciples let out a neat boo.
Qin Tian exhaled deeply and looked at his shocking right hand. When fighting, Qin Tian deliberately protected his hands, otherwise, that terrifying force could shatter his fingers. Qin Tian's eyes slowly closed, and he didn't continue to hold the Qingfeng Ancient Sword, standing calmly in place. In an instant, Qin Tian's eyes opened again, and his eyes that were as cold as a blade fell on Qin Yu.
The latter's expression of victory made Qin Tian chuckle: "I don't have the leisure to say hello to Qin Zheng on your behalf." It's up to you to do it. Before the words fell, Qin Tian's slender hands were gently crossed together, and a crisp voice of gold and iron intersecting faintly sounded.
Whew!
Sword qi visible to the naked eye surged in Qin Tian's fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Tian's hands fluttered, outlining terrifying sword marks. Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Yu's heart jumped inexplicably: "Sword formation." ā
"In terms of intelligence, Qin Tian didn't have any sword formations. Could it be that he really got the inheritance from the tomb of the famous swordsman? ā
"That's not right, even if he gets the Sword Tomb inheritance, it's only been a few days. ā
"It's a fool's dream to learn the sword formation in just a few dozen days. ā
"Pretending to be a ghost. Qin Yu sneered, his figure took a step across, and went straight to Qin Tian.
Qin Tian looked at Qin Yu who was coming on a rampage, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "That's right, but unfortunately there is no award." ā
As soon as the words fell, Qin Tian's hands were like dancing butterflies, extremely flexible and dazzling, and at the same time, an astonishing wave spread out from Qin Tian's fingertips......
The morning light first appeared, and the wisps of light fell and reflected in Qin Tian's deep eyes.
Qin Tian's hands fluttered in countless stunned gazes, and he saw that Qin Tian's hands were as flexible as butterflies. The slender and white fingers danced lightly in mid-air, and its terrifying aura fluctuations diffused in Qin Tian's fingertips, unexpectedly forming a terrifying sword mark.
"The Way of the Sword Formation. Ximen Qiu looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, Qin Tian's thin and emaciated figure rose in vain at this moment, like a majestic mountain, giving people an incomparably oppressive sense of suffocation. Lin Jinxuan's scarlet jade lips opened slightly, and there was also an incredible color on her cheeks.
"Senior Brother Qin Tian, when did he master the way of the Sword Formation?" Yang Xiu muttered to himself.
"The strength of this new leader is inevitably a bit against the sky, and he has actually mastered the way of the sword formation. ā
"Now it's undecided. ā
A shocking uproar swept out like a mountain of seas, and the eyes of the disciples of the Heavenly Power Pavilion were full of shock. Although there are many disciples in the Peerless Seven Pavilions, there are only a handful of people who can practice the way of the sword formation, at least in their impression, except for Ye Xuanlou in the Tianquan Pavilion, only the leader of the Tianquan Pavilion controls the way of the sword formation. The bastard in front of him, who had just become an inner disciple, actually controlled the way of the sword formation.
The old man's eyes were also filled with surprise, and he couldn't help but chuckle out: "The sword intent and the spiritual skills of several first-generation grandmaster realms, plus the way of the sword array in front of you. Terrible qualifications, even if you Mo Tian failed to do this. There was an unconcealed exclamation in the old man's words, his gaze was slightly off, and it fell on Qin Tian's calm face, this little guy was really hidden deep enough.
"You think that with your three-legged cat's sword formation, you can scare me? Qin Yu smiled at Qin Tiansen. When he was in Tianquan Pavilion, he also fought with Ye Xuanlou and knew the horror of the way of the sword formation. However, compared to Ye Xuanlou, these sword marks in front of Qin Tian were obviously chaotic, even if they were condensed at random, how could such sword marks form the way of the sword formation and cause the aura of heaven and earth.
Qin Tian's eyes raised slightly, ignoring the noisy Qin Yu, the speed of his hands dancing increased again, dragging the remnants of the Dao. A strong aura fluctuated in front of Qin Tian's body. When this breath climbs to a certain level. Qin Yu's face finally changed, and a hint of caution appeared in his eyes: "Maybe this little bastard has really mastered the way of the sword formation." But the more this happens, the more damned the little bastard becomes. Otherwise, with his qualifications, give him enough time to grow. It will inevitably become the great enemy of my Western Qin. ā
In this moment. An aura that was even more terrifying than before suddenly surged out into Qin Yu's body. The long sword is like a rainbow, bright as the sun, shining a cold glow. The sky was overwhelming, and the sword qi fell down, a white expanse.
As if sensing this terrifying aura, Qin Tian raised his head slightly, indifferently looking at Qin Yu who was rampage, his white hands crossed together, and a cold and piercing voice slowly rose in Qin Tian's mouth: "Your life, I will accept it today." ā
As Qin Tian's voice sounded, the sword seals hovering in mid-air overlapped in vain, forming a Dao sword shadow, and the sword qi was thousands, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way falling, dazzling, and the qi ran through Changhong, trembling slightly in mid-air, and it was going to tear apart this piece of heaven and earth in an instant, attracting the aura of heaven and earth, and roaring down.
Angry bullfighting, sword qi vertical and horizontal, roaring suddenly rushed up in mid-air, and the onlookers covered their ears one after another, staring directly at the scene in front of them. Ximen Qiu's palms were even oozing cold sweat, but when he raised his eyes, the entire world was white, and the figures of Qin Tian and Qin Yu were all submerged by the sword qi, followed by the rumbling sound of the Dao, piercing the clouds and shocking the world.
The roar lasted for several minutes, and it was almost continuous. An earth-shattering aftermath swept out, and the front of the Peerless Sword Pavilion was a mess, the neat stone slabs seemed to be plowed, the dust rolled, and the rubble shot backwards in all directions.
"Ah......" Several screams suddenly sounded, and the several disciples standing closest didn't react, and directly hit the shot gravel, splashing blood.
The whole dust, looking at the mountain road that turned into ruins in front of him, the entire Peerless Sword Pavilion fell into a deathly silence, and the disciples who retreated behind were dumbfounded, no one thought that the collision between Qin Tian and Qin Yu was so terrifying.
"Oh my boy, it's terrifying. Ximen Qiu drunk wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, his body trembled slightly, and only after a few breaths did he spit out the pent-up qi in his chest, and muttered, "Who won?"
The messy green silk can't hide the whiteness on Lin Jinxuan's pretty face, such a terrifying collision, even if it is the winning side, I am afraid that it will have to pay a heavy price. Yang Xiu's face was full of panic, and in the dust that was blowing one after another, he didn't notice the familiar aura. Qin Tian's aura seemed to be extinguished at this moment.
The old man's face couldn't maintain the initial indifference, and his face was full of solemnity. Previously, Qin Tian and Qin Yu were extremely fast, coupled with his expectations for the way of Qin Tian's sword formation, he forgot to stop it for a while, if Qin Tian really had three long and two short, he really didn't know how to explain to the sect master.
The disciples of the Heavenly Power Pavilion were also extremely dignified, their eyes were shocked, they didn't expect that the former would be able to force the leader to this level.
"The leader and the bastard aren't going to die together. ā
"What nonsense. The strength of the leader is obvious to all, how can he be defeated in the hands of the new weak chicken. ā
"It's hard to say, Senior Brother Qin Yu's strength is certainly strong. However, this Qin Tian junior brother is not jealous, he actually masters the way of the sword formation. ā
Whispers rose all around, and countless eyes gathered on the tumbling dust, until the dust dissipated, a slender figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight, and this figure made the disciples of the Heavenly Power Pavilion shout wildly: "Leader, the leader has won." ā
"I knew that the leader's strength was enough to crush this weak chicken, grandma's, it was really enjoyable, and it was worth the trip. A Tianquan Pavilion disciple sneered, his voice stopped abruptly in the next moment, staring at Qin Yu like a ghost. I saw Qin Yu's body fall backwards slightly, and a scarlet pillar of blood splashed up and down Qin Yu's body, setting off bursts of blood until he fell into a pool of blood with a pop.
This dull sound was like a heavy hammer, and it fell fiercely on the hearts of everyone present.
A series of shocked gazes swept across Qin Yu's body, and finally stopped at Qin Yu's chest, and the eye-catching blood holes burst with blood. The first time he looked at it, Qin Yu's entire body seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, and even sharp-eyed disciples could see the organs in Qin Yu's body, which were extremely scarlet.
In an instant, everyone only felt a chill to the soles of their feet, and their scalps were numb, and their hearts were horrified. Qin Yu died, and died so tragically. Immediately, these disciples seemed to remember something, and their eyes looked at the last tumbling dust, Senior Brother Qin Yu died, that means that Qin Tian and he have won, or is it like those disciples who said many words, and they will die together?
The whole atmosphere was depressing and terrible, Simon was drunk, his eyes were about to stare out, his heart hung on a boulder, and he said with words in his mouth: "You must survive." ā
Bang!
A crisp sound of footsteps sounded suddenly, like the sound of stepping on a small stone.
At the same time, an incomparably majestic aura tore through the tumbling dust in an instant, and it was completely presented in everyone's sight. This breath made Ximen Qiu's drunken and tense face immediately bloom into ecstasy: "Senior Brother Qin Tian's breath, he's fine." ā
"Senior Brother Qin Tian. A smile quickly appeared on Lin Jinxuan's delicate and white face, and at the same time she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tsk, that's an amazing guy. The sixfold cultivation of the Spirit Emperor actually slaughtered the ninefold warrior of the Spirit Emperor. It's as tough as his old man. The old man looked at the figure that was gradually becoming clearer, his eyes swept over Qin Yu's miserable appearance, and he couldn't help but exclaim.
Bang!
The sound of footsteps became louder and louder, until finally, Qin Tian slowly stepped out of the dust and appeared in everyone's sight. Compared to Qin Yu's miserable appearance, Qin Tian couldn't be better, his white clothes were not stained with any dust, and he was as new as ever. Rumo's long hair hung naturally behind his back, swaying as Qin Tian walked.
Looking at the corpse in front of him indifferently, Qin Tian turned around, took a few steps, and slowly held the Qingfeng Ancient Sword.
Zheng!
The crisp sonorous sound was extremely melodious, Qin Tian's wrist flipped, and the sword coldly pointed at the stunned Tianquan Pavilion disciple, and said lightly: "Who else?"
Looking at Qin Yu, who died tragically, the scalps of the disciples of the Tianquan Pavilion were numb. Seeing Qin Tian's eyes, these Heavenly Power Pavilion disciples retreated a few steps backwards one after another, and their previous momentum was gone, like a defeated army, and their morale was low.
Looking at the disciples of the Tianquan Pavilion who fled in panic, Qin Tian shook his head a little boringly, Qin Tian was willing to beat the water dogs. However, Qin Tian also knew that these things in front of him were grievances between himself and the Western Qin people after all, and there was no need to be too stiff.
Qin Tian lowered his eyes and looked at his bloodstained hands, and a bright smile bloomed on his face. The existence of Qin Yu and Qin Prison hung in Qin Tian's heart like a boulder. Being able to solve this potential threat with his own hands, Qin Tian was also inexplicably relieved.
"Obediently, you really killed him. Simon Qiu's throat rolled slightly, and he said incredulously.
Lin Jinxuan twisted her eyebrows slightly, and said with some worry in her eyes: "The news of Qin Yu's death will soon spread in the Peerless Seven Pavilions, and Qin Prison will definitely not let you go." ā
"Compared to the trouble in Qin Prison, I think it's better to deal with the next trouble first. Yang Xiu said solemnly, raising his eyes to look at the bustling mountain road. I saw that there, several figures swept straight like a rainbow, like a bamboo. A terrifying aura permeated the mountain paths, making the originally bustling crowd fall silent in vain: "It's the law enforcers." Openly slaughtering the disciples of the same sect is a big trouble now. ā
"Tsk, this new disciple is amazing. A few days ago, I also heard that two new disciples had openly killed people. ā
"I'm still too young and too impulsive to do things. Level 2 enforcement towers aren't that comfortable. ā
"His strength can kill Qin Yu, it should be easy to stay in the Law Enforcement Tower for three days. ā
Qin Tian returned the sword to its sheath, and turned his gaze to Ximen on the side to get drunk and said, "During the time I entered the Law Enforcement Tower, Yanjian and they bothered Senior Brother to take care of you more. If Qin Prison is out of the customs, Senior Brother, you will take Yan Jian and them here to temporarily avoid the limelight. ā
Ximen Qiu nodded slightly, he knew what Qin Tian was afraid of, and he was deeply afraid that Qin Tian would accommodate his anger on the new disciple.
Just as Qin Tian said this, a thunderclap rang out, accompanied by the afterimage, and appeared in front of Qin Tian in a few breaths. There was a majestic oppression in every gesture: "Dare to kill people in front of the Peerless Sword Pavilion, you disciples of the Peerless Seven Pavilion are getting bolder and bigger." Blatant contempt for the rules of the church. ā
"Senpai!"
Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Qin Tian's face. The law enforcer in front of him was the middle-aged man who had escorted Qin Tianjin to the Law Enforcement Tower in the past.
At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes were staring sharply at the mess, and a touch of surprise swept out of his cold face. At the same time, when the middle-aged man heard this familiar voice, the tiger's body shook slightly, and he looked at Qin Tian with a smile on his face, and instantly had a feeling of laughing right and wrong: "It's you again." You little guy is really restless, how long has it been since you entered the inner door, and you have broken the rules again. ā
"There are always some guys who don't have long eyes to provoke them, I can't let others bully me, and I fight back, who knows that he is so unbeaten. Qin Tian pursed his lips and chuckled, the coldness that permeated the corners of his eyes gradually converged, standing in the sun, Qin Tian was like a sunny boy. Ximen Qiu was drunk and smacked his tongue secretly, it was hard to imagine the ruthlessness of this guy when he slaughtered Qin Yu in front of him.
"No beating?" The middle-aged man looked slightly stunned, looked around, and his gaze finally fell on Qin Yu's corpse. When he saw Qin Yu's tragic death, the middle-aged man stared at Qin Tian with a strange look in his eyes, and this attack was still as ruthless as ever.
"Tianquan Pavilion disciple?" The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly condensed, and he only felt that the corpse in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't say his name: "Who is he?"
"Qin Yu, one of the leaders of the Heavenly Power Pavilion. Qin Tian said lightly.
"Qin Yu. The pupils of the law enforcers who followed the middle-aged man shrank suddenly, and when they looked closely, this corpse was really Qin Yu. What the hell is going on in this world. One of the leaders of the Heavenly Power Pavilion, the powerhouse of the Spirit Emperor Ninefold, actually died at the hands of a new leader.
"The second prince of Western Qin, your kid is full of courage, he only slaughtered the third prince of Western Qin a few months ago, and this time he slaughtered the throne. The middle-aged man stared at Qin Tian with his eyes, and the latter's face was light and calm, as if he had just done a trivial thing before. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and only then did the middle-aged man notice that Qin Tian's cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor. He clearly remembered that when he escorted Qin Tian to the Law Enforcement Tower, Qin Tiancai was a half-step Spirit Emperor's cultivation was terrifying, and his cultivation speed was too rebellious: "Now, that old thing of the Western Qin Emperor has to hate you to the core. ā
"It's just the beginning, and I'll slaughter all the so-called three sons of Western Qin. Qin Tian chuckled and said, "At that time, that old thing probably had to drink my blood to vent his hatred." ā
"Senpai, let's go. I'm looking forward to the Level 2 Enforcement Tower. Qin Tian turned around and said a few words to Lin Jinxuan and the others, waved his hand, and took the lead in walking forward. Looking at Qin Tian's back, the muscles in the corners of the middle-aged man's eyes twitched slightly. This little guy, although he is not old, has always been incomprehensible. Ordinary people are afraid of the law enforcement tower, but this guy has an expectant expression on his face, which is simply a freak.
Raising his eyes, the middle-aged man's gaze swept over the surging crowd in the distance, his eyes paused slightly, and he noticed that the old man standing on the towering Sword Pavilion bowed and saluted, and then took many law enforcers to escort Qin Tian away.
said that it was an escort, but looking at Qin Tian like a starry moon, Ximen couldn't help but feel a funny feeling when he was drunk, and muttered: "We are afraid of the flood beasts of the law enforcement tower, but Senior Brother Qin Tian looks accustomed to it, is this the gap between ordinary people and demons?"
"It's quite the majesty of your old man. If he is given time to grow, it will be difficult to become another Mo Tian existence. The old man looked at Qin Tian's distant back, and vaguely looked forward to Qin Tian's future growth: "God bless me as unparalleled." This is really a heyday era, first Chu Xiu, the Empty Stream, then the Sad Love Song and others, and among the new disciples, there are demons like Qin Tian. Tsk, it's really a hundred flowers blooming, if you wait for them to grow. Then the day of the rise of my Peerless Hall is not far away. ā
The unparalleled punishment hall is extremely strict.
Li Muchen sat on it, his eyes slightly closed, and the incomparable smell of blood filled all corners of the torture hall.
At this moment, a blood-colored figure slowly appeared in the dark corner of the torture hall. With the appearance of this figure, the entire torture hall was much more cold in vain. Li Muwan's fingers trembled slightly, and her lips pursed slightly: "What's wrong?"
"Something about Qin Tian. A hoarse voice sounded slowly in the hall, like the rustle of a poisonous snake's tongue.
"What's the matter? It's only been half a day, and this little guy can't help but make a fuss. A smile appeared on Li Muchen's grim face, tugging at the knife marks on his face.
"Qin Yu, one of the leaders of the Heavenly Power Pavilion, surrounded the Peerless Sword Pavilion yesterday. ā
"If the jade is not cut, it will not be a weapon, and those border people in Western Qin are good trial stones.
The little guy was young, but he wasn't a reckless man. Li Muchen said lightly: "What? Qin Yu is still surrounded there now? What is the reaction of that little guy? Sometimes the deliberate concession is not cowardice, but great wisdom." ā
Hearing this, this blood-red figure trembled slightly, staring at Li Muchen who was sitting in the first place with a somewhat complicated look, and said bitterly: "He didn't choose to continue to retreat, but took the initiative to face the battle?"
"Fighting?" Li Muchen's eyes widened slightly: "His cultivation should only be about the sixth level of the Spirit Emperor." Oh, it's not a good thing for a young man to be ambitious, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. It's good to suffer some setbacks at the right time. How about it, Qin Yu's little bastard should spare no effort to make a move, even if you are secretly supervising, how is that kid's injury?"
This disciple raised his head, and the complicated expression on his face was even greater: "Qin Yu is dead. ā
"Qin Yu is dead?" Li Muchen's eyes widened slightly, and his face was full of incredulity: "Could it be that he died in the hands of Qin Tian?"
"Hmm. The disciple's tone trembled a little and said, "In front of everyone, Qin Yu died in the hands of Qin Tianshi's nephew. Now, Senior Brother Qin Tian has been escorted to the torture hall by the law enforcers. ā
"How is this possible? I don't deny that Qin Tian's kid is strong, but how could Qin Yu's little bastard die in Qin Tian's hands? Could it be that Qin Yu's kid tied his hands and let Qin Tian take his sword and slash wildly. Li Muchen said sharply.
The muscles on this disciple's face were a little stiff, and his tone was a little hurried: "Do you always think that I have the courage to fool you? It is true that Qin Yu died in Qin Tian's hands. Elder, you would never have thought how terrifying Qin Tian's strength was. At a young age, he actually controlled the way of the sword formation, as well as the sword intent. ā
"The Way of the Sword Formation. ā
"Sword intent. ā
A high-pitched exclamation suddenly sounded in the hall, and Li Muchen stood up suddenly, his hands trembling lightly......
The main peak of the Wushuang Palace.
In the solemn Sword Pavilion, there was a dead silence and terrible oppression.
The falling scrolls swayed gently in the wind, and the faint sword intent flowed on these scrolls, and the sharpness was compelling.
Sect Master Chu Ge of the Peerless Hall Sect sat quietly in the Sword Pavilion, without any breath.
Chu Singer held a delicate blade in his hand. At the same time, in front of Chu Ge was a crystal clear jade. Chu Ge carefully carved the jade in front of him, his hands were as calm as a mountain, his wrists turned slightly, and each knife brought a brilliant sword, as well as the law of the knife path with palpitations.
The terrifying sword intent is devastating, but it is as soft as the wind among Chu singers, and every knife of Chu Ge is extremely smooth, as casual as flowing clouds. In just a few knives, the whole piece of jade turned into a lifelike figure.
It is a woman, the knife in the Chu singer slashed through the green silk like a waterfall, the whole woman carved from jade revealed an indescribable charm, the clear stripes are like clothes, fluttering gently, this woman's eyes are like water, flashing a little luster, very dusty and beautiful.
At this moment, the sound of heavy and hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the Sword Pavilion. The sword intent crisscrossing the entire Sword Pavilion all dissipated and converged in the picture scroll. Chu Ge still sat quietly, carving the jade in his hand without distraction.
Li Muchen walked in in a panic like a frightened wild horse, and when he saw Chu Ge, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "I've seen the sect master." ā
"What's wrong?" Chu Ge's eyes lowered slightly, the movements in his hands were elegant and dreamy, and the knife was like a rainbow, outlining a thrilling grace and curve in the jade.
"That kid has mastered the way of the sword formation. Li Muchen, who was as fearful as a tiger in the eyes of the disciples of the Wushuang Hall Sect, could no longer control the excited expression in his heart at this moment, and his chest rose and fell rapidly: "Qin Yu, a disciple of the Tianquan Pavilion, surrounded in front of the Sword Pavilion of the Wushuang Palace, and was killed by that kid with the way of the sword formation. ā
Hearing this, Chu Singer's movements finally stagnated slightly, his deep eyes also shrank, and a smile finally appeared on his knife-like cold face: "Master the way of the sword formation." Mo Tian has the resources of heaven in the way of the sword, and he has the assets of demons in the way of the sword formation. As Tata's son, it should be a simple matter to be able to practice the way of the sword formation. What a beautiful jade. ā