"Kill the target, below the current level, and gain 6000 kill points. ”

"Kill the target, below the current level, and gain 5000 kill points. ”

"Kill the target, lower than the current level, and gain 10,000 kill points. ”

"Kill the target, lower than the current level, and gain 8000 kill points. ”

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Whenever the sword in Qin Tian's hand brought blood light, the sound of the system echoed in Qin Tian's mind, and to Qin Tian's ears, this voice was so pleasant.

A few days ago, Mo Tian was so high-spirited, but now he is like a Lang family dog, he can nest fire, if his strength is insufficient, then he has nothing to say, but Qin Tian is just an opportunistic ant who uses intrigue and tricks, how can he be willing, the tiger's eyes are bloodshot, and the murderous aura is overflowing, and he can't wait to eat Qin Tian's whole person.

The sound of the clash of gold and iron echoed, the air shook, and the whining sound was endless.

The way in front was blocked, and there were more than 100 crazy Yin Soul Beasts behind, and Mo Tian, who was struggling with Yin Soul Beasts, suddenly sank in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Pei Tian, you lead someone to kill Qin Tian, and I will deal with it here!"

Hearing this, Pei Tian sneered, and a cruel light bloomed in his eyes, "No!"

Turning around, Pei Tian walked towards Qin Tian, his slightly rickety body gave people an incomparably oppressive feeling.

"Qin Tian, you idiot, do you know what you're doing?"

"Blatantly fighting against my Reaper Legion and killing the soldiers of my assault battalion is really an unforgivable crime, even if you have supernatural powers, you will not escape death!"

"Let me end your life now!"

Pei Tian's stiff body, straightened, up and down, bold, looked down at the man who was usually respected by the soldiers as a killing god, and sneered. In just a few words, Pei Tian gave Qin Tianan a charge of offending the Death Legion.

Hearing this, Qin Tian raised his head and looked directly at the majestic Pei Tian in front of him, a smile swept into his dark eyes, tsk, do these guys still think that he is the kind of lamb that can be slaughtered.

With a faint smile, Qin Tian was humane: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the deputy general of the Yin Soldier last time, it seems that you should be the strategist who has advised the Demon Heaven over the years! Since you are a strategist, how can you not know the truth of using the mantis arm as a car, it seems that the lesson you have not learned is not deep enough!"

Thinking of the previous battle, Pei Tian's face changed slightly, and the pain in his ears was hot, and then he remembered that Qin Tian in front of him was not an ordinary person, whether it was his strength or the tone of his words, it brought people a sense of oppression.

"If you come out to mix, you have to pay it back. Raising his eyes, Qin Tian seemed to smile and said with a smile.

The sword eyebrows frowned slightly, Pei Tian no longer had any nonsense, and came towards Qin Tian with the giant sword, and the grim situation in front of him did not have time for him to continue to talk nonsense.

"Lonely and miserable screaming sky!" At the moment when he was less than three zhang away from Qin Tian, Pei Tian jumped forward, the giant sword in his hand brought a sharp whistling sound, with a sense of great compassion and crying, and went towards Qin Tian from top to bottom, and the momentum of splitting mountains and breaking mountains was undoubted.

Seeing Pei Tian make a move, the monks scattered around immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces showed excitement.

The mountain-breaking sword style, although it is a common sword style, but Pei Tian has mastered it to an extremely terrifying level, and it has also attached a soul secret method that belongs to him, and now this simple style seems to pull people into the infinitely miserable hell, making people feel lonely, and a sad mood can't help but rise in their hearts, and at the same time give people a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Qin Tian, this guy is killing himself!" The sneer and contempt flashed in everyone's eyes, and they all retreated towards the valley exit, obviously, treating Qin Tian as a dead man.

"Lonely and miserable!" Catching up with the whistling phantom, Qin Tian's eyelids blinked slightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his slightly narrowed gaze, in the eyes of ordinary people, Pei Tian's perfect sword style was full of flaws in his eyes.

"The mastery realm of perfection is a little insufficient before the realm of a generation of grandmasters!" "At the moment when the huge sword shadow was about to fall on Qin Tian's body, Qin Tian took a step to the side without hurrying, hundreds of life and death battles, Qin Tian's reaction power and control power were extremely good.

No more, no less, Qin Tian's body was like a catkins, avoiding Pei Tian's sword.

Seeing Qin Tian avoid it so easily, Pei Tian's eyes shrank suddenly, what kind of person is this guy, why is his combat power extraordinary, not to mention that he is so flexible, could it be that the geniuses of the human race are all so terrifying, and when did he have such excellent reflexes?

On the side of his body slightly, the sword weapon hanging in Qin Tian's hand was suddenly raised, and the blood-dripping sword weapon was torn out like lightning, with a thunderous roar, and its momentum far exceeded Pei Tian's previous sword, which was also a mountain-breaking sword style.

The sand and gravel rolled upside down, and cracks spread out on the ground.

The Yin soldiers who were fighting trembled in their hearts, and they were secretly surprised, this is the mountain-breaking sword style?

"How is this possible!" Suddenly, Pei Tian flipped in the air and blocked it with his sword.

The sound of the clash between gold and iron exploded, and Qin Tian's long sword fell, and the two swords collided together, making an earth-shattering sound. Immediately afterwards, Pei Tian only felt that a damp feeling permeated his palm, his right arm was slightly numb, and the long sword in his hand actually came out of his hand.

Bang bang! Pei Tian was like a kite off the line, and he retreated a few steps backwards one after another, his eyes showed a look of horror, sweating, and he said in horror: "How is it possible? The eighth order spirit master is comparable to the combat power of the fourth order spirit king!"

Pei Tian's frightened voice was a little harsh, and the hearts of everyone who were fighting fiercely suddenly sank, even if it was Motian.

With an indifferent look, Qin Tian followed up like lightning, his right hand flipped over, and the long sword in his hand shot out like a violent wind, opening and closing, clinging to Pei Tian's neck and cutting down.

Click! Pei Tian's head slipped from his neck, and blood surged wildly, splashing Qin Tian's body.

"Kill the target, higher than the current level, get 360,000 kill points!"

Carrying Pei Tian's head, Qin Tian smiled slightly, and there was no pleasure in his eyes to kill the enemy, but rather calm.

The scorching sun is high in the sky, and the sun is extremely hot, flooding the sky and the earth, but the sunlight at this moment makes everyone feel a biting cold.

A series of blood flowers flew in the void, tumbling sand and stones, roaring Yin Soul Beasts, and pools of blood all over the ground, this scene seemed to form an ancient picture.

Qin Tian Gujing had no waves, the corners of his mouth raised a good-looking arc, carrying Pei Tian's deathless head, and walked towards hundreds of Yin soldiers, and with a flick of his hand, Pei Tian's head rolled out upside down.

Holding a sword, Qin Tian stood at the exit and said lightly: "Mole ants can turn the sky, under me, even if it is a god, you have to kneel!"

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