"Is this Mo Xiao?" Evil Jun's figure quickly enlarged in Ding Hao's eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the face in front of him was somewhat familiar, he even suspected that the person standing in front of him was not Mo Xiao, but Mo Xiao's face and aura had not changed in the slightest, but it made him unable to question it.

The whole temperament has simply undergone earth-shaking changes.

Looking at Qin Tian, whose temperament was completely different, the rest of the disciples of the Peerless Hall also set off a monstrous wave in their hearts, this is Qin Tian?

"He's changed!" This was Ding Hao's first thought, Qin Tian was a little cowardly in the past, and he would never dare to look directly at him like this.

This change made Ding Hao vaguely unknown, what this guy has experienced in the past few months.

"Do you dare?" Qin Tian raised his hand, his slender sword fingers slightly clasped the hilt of the sword, and he spoke calmly.

The calm voice was accompanied by an undisguised contempt, contempt, absolute contempt.

This contempt undoubtedly provoked the anger in Ding Hao's heart, and his eyes also became aggressive at this moment, if Ding Hao was smiling for Bo Jia before, now he is going to teach this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth a lesson.

"With Senior Brother Ding Hao's strength, why don't you dare, but I think I want to guide you, I don't need Senior Brother Ding Hao to make a move at all, I can do it!"

Behind Ding Hao, a young man of the second order of the Great Spirit Master blinked slightly, and his entire body swept out in vain, swooping towards Qin Tian.

"Xuanfeng!" Ding Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw the figure that swept away, the chill in his eyes was somewhat relieved, this kid is shrewd, this move, one is to please himself, and he can teach Qin Tian a lesson for Senior Sister Yiyun.

The sharp wind came to his face, and the palm shadows shrouded Qin Tian like a net of heaven and earth, Qin Tian's body did not move, quietly looking at this sudden attack, his eyelids did not even blink, but the eyes exposed to everyone's sight were filled with a faint chill, this palm is called Luoying Colorful Palm, although it is a mid-grade spiritual skill of the Xuan Rank, but with the cultivation of the second order of the Great Spirit Master, its power is good, enough to seriously hurt Qin Tian, who originally entered the Dao Quadruple.

Seeing Qin Tian standing motionless, this disciple named Xuan Feng secretly sneered in his heart, the waste who was so easily scared of stupidity, the strength in his hand did not decrease but increased,

It's just that Xuan Feng didn't notice that Qin Tian, who was close to this foot, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, if anyone who was familiar with him saw this scene, they would know that this was Qin Tian's performance of wanting to kill.

At the moment when the distance between the two was less than one meter, Qin Tian, who was standing still, moved, and his right hand drew his sword at an incredible speed, and a sonorous sound suddenly sounded, and a flash of incomparably bright sword light appeared.

In an instant, a sound rang out, poof!

Xuan Feng's body fell to the ground suddenly, and before he even let out a scream, he turned into a cold corpse, and at the center of his eyebrows, there was an incomparably scarlet blood hole, and the blood flowed in a hurry.

When the sword is out, it will kill.

Qin Tian's face was not pale at all, and he put away his sword, as if he had done a trivial matter, but on his sword, blood lingered on the tip of the sword.

The sudden scene made the onlookers a little unable to react, and the first to react was Ding Hao, accusing: "You killed him?"

Ding Hao's voice was full of disbelief.

Qin Tian actually killed the disciples of the Peerless Hall in full view of everyone.

At the same time, what made Ding Hao's heart heavy was Qin Tian's previous sword, a sword that was incredibly fast, and a sword that couldn't even be seen clearly.

"My sword, I will kill people when I come out!" Qin Tian sneered at the corner of his mouth, and immediately felt that his words were a bit pretended, but the exact same words and tone fell into everyone's ears with a completely different taste.

Lin Yiyun's moist lips were slightly open, his eyes showed disbelief, and then he sneered secretly, killing his fellow disciples in front of everyone's eyes, Qin Tian, are you a disciple of the Peerless Hall here is air?

As if he had seen the scene of Qin Tian being attacked by Langya in the group of disciples, the corners of Lin Yiyun's mouth provoked a good-looking arc, and his mood was also very happy.

Vaguely, Ding Hao's breathing also became rapid.

In such a short period of time, to kill Xuan Feng, this strength is definitely not the fourth level of entry.

How could his strength have changed so dramatically?

For some reason, Ding Hao had a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger, but when he thought of the beautiful eyes behind him, Ding Hao's eyes became cold again, and he sighed secretly: "Although I don't know what Mo Xiao has experienced in the past few months, he is definitely not my opponent!"

A powerful aura permeated Ding Hao's body, which was the fluctuation of the third order of the Spirit King.

"Seniors, it's common for fellow disciples and brothers to learn from each other, and it's a bit too much to kill people just because they don't agree with each other!"

Ding Hao glanced down at the corpse, his tone was a little aggressive, and he took a step forward, and the tall figure was like a high mountain, blocking in front of Qin Tian.

Around Qin Tian, the disciples of the various sects who were watching all had a feeling of depression, and they all withdrew a few steps, and said secretly, what a terrifying aura, this Ding Hao was actually a powerhouse of the third order of the Spirit King.

"I will definitely inform the Sect Torture Hall about this!" The smile on the corner of Ding Hao's mouth gradually retracted, and his expression was solemn.

"Feel free!" Qin Tian wrote lightly: "If I were you, I would never waste my time here, with this time, it is better to consolidate my own realm!" Qin Tian had a rare serious expression on his face, and his bright eyes stared directly at Ding Hao.

Although Ding Hao's aura was strong, Qin Tian felt the strangeness in it, some fluctuations, obviously, this Ding Hao had just broken through and stepped into the third order of the Spirit King.

As if he had been poked at the point, Ding Hao's face changed slightly, and he was a little surprised, how could he see that he had just broken through, and an inexplicable Zhongyi was permeating Ding Hao's head, Ding Hao knew that if he didn't make a move, his momentum would be torn apart by Qin Tian's understated words. With a ruthless heart, Ding Hao turned his hand, the saber on his waist immediately fell into his hand, and his figure took one step at a time, the sword weapon in his hand was shining, a simple sword, but with the taste of simplicity, it quickly stabbed towards Qin Tian.

This was not an amazing sword, but it made the eyes of several Peerless Hall disciples flash with a flash of light, and they exclaimed: "Ground-level spirit technique Nebula Storm Sword Technique!"

The stars in the sky turn into a sword!

The disciples of the Peerless Hall were secretly frightened, they didn't expect that Ding Hao would actually use the strongest sword form, but the opponent was Qin Tian.

With the power of this sword, Qin Tian will definitely die! Many female disciples suddenly sighed in their hearts, this Qin Tian is handsome, but he is a little arrogant, offending Ding Hao, and taking his life in vain, it's a pity.

"Ground-level spiritual skills!" Hearing the exclamations around him, Qin Tian sighed slightly, it seems that there are a lot of ground-level spiritual skills mastered in the sword ruthless team, and if he loses, he should have asked for one more one if he knew it, Qin Tian felt a little pity in his heart, but the emaciated and tall figure moved like a breeze, and stepped out, the sword blade in his hand was handed out lightly, and the arc of the action was very small, but it made many disciples of the Wushuang Hall secretly sneer, this is the mountain-breaking sword style, and many people have also practiced.

"Xuan-level spiritual skill mountain-breaking sword style, it's really chilling!"

"I remember, he's mastered this spiritual skill in the past!"

Several disciples of the Peerless Hall shook their heads secretly, this Qin Tian is really a silver spear candle head, and it is useless......

Mountain-breaking sword style, there are a total of seven styles!

Qin Tian seemed to be strolling leisurely, not dodging or dodging.

The second type came out of nowhere, as if it were untraceable.

This style made Jiang Prison, who was watching from a distance, shine in his eyes, and his hands were slightly clenched.

"Mountain-breaking sword style!" Ding Hao's eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness, and he instantly saw Qin Tian's sword style clearly.

A flawed sword style!

Sure enough, it's a silver spear, and it's useless!

However, in the next moment, the sword weapon that could not be found was slightly stunned in the void, and several sword shadows were stacked one after another, five styles in succession.

In an instant, there were five swords, and the swords were aimed at Ding Hao's vital point.

Breaking the mountain sword style, a momentum of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain rises in the sword momentum, and it is done in one go, especially the last five swords, which are not as fast as words.

In the eyes of many disciples of the Peerless Palace, Qin Tian only had three swords.

The sharp sword momentum crushed like a clever, and Ding Hao's simple sword collapsed like a collapsing mountain.

"How is this possible?" Ding Hao's eyes widened, cold sweat broke out, and the sword weapon in his hand collided with Qin Tian's sword weapon a little weakly, and the piercing sonorous body rose from the ground.

This mortal sword was broken by Qin Tian so lightly, but the sword shadows superimposed on each other were shrouded like a mountain, enveloping Ding Hao's vital points all under it.

In a hurry, Ding Hao could only hold a sword to block it, which was also a ground-level spiritual skill, a sword and shield to block the sword style!

This spiritual skill, Ding Hao has not really succeeded in cultivating, he can't communicate with his minds, and his power is not high.

Poof! Two sword shadows broke through Ding Hao's blocking sword, and two blood arrows suddenly shot out on Ding Hao's right shoulder and right cheek.

Ding Hao's right hand holding the sword was numb for a while, and he almost couldn't hold the sword, and the rebound strength from it made his right arm a little numb, and cold sweat broke out.

"With this terrifying strength, his cultivation is at least the fifth order of the Spirit King!"

Cold sweat broke out on his back, Ding Hao stepped back without any grace, but Qin Tian was faster, and when he stepped out, Zhong Mang's sword weapon came out in an instant, and it appeared on Ding Hao's throat in an instant, as long as he stabbed the slightest more, this sword would pierce Ding Hao's neck.

The cold sweat on his forehead fell on the hilt of the sword along his cheeks, Ding Hao shuddered, and his retreating body stopped stiffly, he knew that as long as he took a step back, this sword would definitely be faster than himself.

"Damn, why is the strength of this scum so terrifying!" At this moment, Ding Hao was finally afraid.

And all around, the people who were quietly watching the scene, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, their faces were full of shock, and at this moment, three words came out of their minds: "Impossible!"

"Are you scared?" The calm voice passed through his ears like a breeze, Ding Hao broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, and subconsciously blurted out: "I'm afraid!"

Ding Hao was really scared, and the sword weapon in his hand was slightly loosened, and it landed on the ground, with a sonorous sound.