"This time and that time. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The burly man, Mo Yunxuan, the leader disciple from the Tang Dynasty, narrowed his eyes slightly, condescendingly, and could vaguely see the towering Sword Pavilion below, and whispered: "Listening to these weak chickens, there are only a hundred and few disciples left there, if you and I increase the intensity of suppression tomorrow, the leader of this new disciple will be banned." ”

"What is more pleasant than making people step by step to despair, and this is the end of him offending my Xi Qin. ”

"This is just the beginning, and being a leader disciple is not enough to calm the royal family's anger. The young man chuckled.

When the disciples on the side heard this, their eyes became a little playful.

When the new disciples who were wandering in the crowd heard this, they all happily chose the right camp, otherwise they would stay there.

Blood Yu frowned slightly and stood in the bright and dark corner, and several disciples who followed him also frowned and said, "Brother Yan Jian should come with me, it is obviously unwise to stay there." With the attitude of these two leaders, I am afraid that they will not have a good time in the future. ”

In front of the stone stele, the two disciples frowned slightly and looked at the menacing Qin Tian and his party.

"This is not a place for you weak chickens to come, and the newcomers should stay down in peace. "The two young men are a little unconfident.

"Weak chicken? Qin Tian said lightly.

Qin Tian ignored the scolding of the two young men, turned his head to the scholar and the Seven Sins behind him, and said, "But the scenery here is obviously much better than below. No wonder so many people are running here. ”

As the words fell, Qin Tian took the lead in taking a step forward, and his body suddenly sank.

The faces of the two young men sank suddenly, although they didn't know who the white-clothed young man in front of them was, but they could guess a little when they saw this posture, this white-clothed young man was probably the leader of this new class of disciples. After a little hesitation, the two young men still took a few steps forward, blocking the face of several defeats, and shouted in a low voice: "What do you want to do? This is the area occupied by the leaders of the Brahmanthus and Mo Yunxuan, if you step into them without the permission of the two leaders, it will be a provocation to the two leaders. ”

Qin Tian obviously didn't have the heart to listen to this nonsense. He came here today to provoke as simply, but to stomp on his face and kick the two so-called leaders down fiercely. Qin Tian raised his eyes, his white sword fingers swiped slightly, and in an instant, an incomparably powerful sword aura suddenly burst out, fiercely imprinted on the chests of these two disciples.

Poof!

Two scarlet pillars of blood burst out, and the two young men, like kites with broken strings, fell heavily backwards and crashed into the stone slabs.

Qin Tian strolled into it leisurely, followed by the scholar and the Seven Sins.

A look of astonishment flashed in Yan Jian and the others' eyes, and Qin Tian's strength was beyond their expectations, and they immediately stepped forward. A group of more than 100 figures galloped towards the brightly lit place, and many disciples on the way noticed the figures of Qin Tian and the others, and shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

The corners of his mouth are slightly hooked. Qin Tian's footsteps did not stop at all, his white-skinned sword fingers were slightly pointed, and the overwhelming sword qi shot out.

Under this terrifying sword aura. Qin Tian was like a sharp sword, unstoppable, no matter who stood in front of him, he couldn't withstand Qin Tian's finger. Everywhere he passed, scarlet blood rained and figures flew upside down.

The commotion immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the feast, and the melodious music came to an abrupt halt to the mournful screams of the evening wind. Countless eyes looked at the end in astonishment, where a young man in white was walking unhurriedly. It was followed by more than a hundred figures, like a demon walking out of the night. appears right under their noses.

"It's Leader Qin Tian. ”

Several exclamations of new disciples erupted in the crowd, looking at Qin Tian who was walking in front in disbelief.

On the high platform, the eyes of Fan Ge and Mo Yunxuan changed slightly, and they didn't expect that at this moment, these weak chickens would actually break in.

However, Fan Ge and Mo Yunxuan were still sitting on the high platform, not moving, just listening to the white-clothed young man walking in front with cold eyes, the latter was even younger than they imagined, it was he who killed Prince Qin Zheng and Princess An Wei.

Seeing Qin Tian's figure walking slowly, the disciple at the front hesitated slightly, and immediately retreated a few steps back.

If there was no one next to Qin Tian, as if he was walking in his own courtyard, he walked to the brightest light of the feast, raised his eyes to look at Fan Ge and Mo Yunxuan who were sitting on the high platform, and said lightly: "It's really unpleasant, it's rare to become a leader and almost lose this identity." ”

Hearing this, the new disciples standing in the crowd all lowered their heads with some guilt.

"What I want is that you are unhappy, otherwise how can I let you know the price of knowing about Xiqin. Fan Ge moved his body slightly, making it more comfortable to sit up, and the corners of his mouth provoked a sneer: "I thought you should still be able to calm down, at least you will be able to stand up in the Shaking Light Pavilion and then resist, but I didn't expect to break in just a few moments, and the young man is angry." ”!

"What's the matter, is it to make trouble with this group of weak chickens, or is it a discussion for today's matter?" Mo Yunxuan's voice was a little low.

Qin Tian shook his head a little helplessly: "I'm not so boring, it's my own problem that I can't keep people, and I never blame others." It's just that I think the scenery here is good, I want this place, do you want to go down by yourself, or do you want me to kick you down one by one?"

Click!

The wine glass in the Sanskrit singer clicked and shattered, as if he had heard a joke, and the smile on his face was even bigger: "The first thing you have to learn in the Shaking Light Pavilion is to be self-aware, this place is not an area where you can stay. ”

"But as a senior brother, you still can't learn that people should be self-aware, why can a group of losers stand here complacently?" A bright smile appeared at the corner of Qin Tian's mouth: "Losers should stay down obediently." ”

Raising his steps, Qin Tian ignored the eyes with different emotions around him and slowly walked forward.

Sonorous!

Snowy sword light flashed out of the lamplight, and the disciples standing on both sides clenched their long swords and gathered towards Qin Tian. Qin Tian just looked at these disciples who drew their swords lightly, and his eyes didn't blink.

Whoa!

One of his swords, which was as cold as cold winter ice and snow, burst out behind Qin Tian, and the sword shadows that were flying one after another were like wind and snow, all of which crushed these flashing sword lights. The second is a sword like a piercing autumn rain shuttling through the wind and snow, like a drizzle, sweeping up the scarlet blood light. The scholar and the seven sins followed Qin Tian like this, only these two swords blocked the attack from all sides, Qin Tian took the high platform with his hands in his hands, and looked at Fan Ge and Mo Yunxuan with a somewhat gloomy face: "This is what the previous senior brothers failed to teach you in the consciousness of the loser, then I will teach you." ”

Looking at Qin Tian who was getting closer and closer, Fan Ge and Mo Yunxuan couldn't sit still, and their surging aura burst out in their bodies like a tide, and in an instant, this aura enveloped the audience.

Sensing this strong aura, the eyes of the new disciples who followed Qin Tian changed slightly: "Spirit Emperor Quadruple Peak." ”

"If I don't know how to do it here, how much strength can you show when you are new to the city with three times the weight here?" The corners of Fan Ge's mouth provoked a playful smile, knowing that the other side could win a hundred battles, he had learned about Qin Tian's strength from many new disciples from Western Qin before. The Spirit Emperor Triple suppressed the Spirit Emperor Fivefold with an ingenious sword.

This may be an astonishing record, but in this Shaking Light Pavilion, its strength is greatly reduced.

Bang!

Before the words fell, Fan Ge stood up and blasted directly towards Qin Tian with his furious fist.

Suddenly, there was a roaring thunder on the high platform, Qin Tian's eyes raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth provoked a playful smile when he looked at Fan Ge, who was close to this foot. With a slight step forward, Qin Tian's figure was like a catkins floating on such a narrow high platform, he knew that the gap between himself and the former, at least in terms of strength, he did not occupy any advantage.

Therefore, at this moment, Qin Tian did not have the slightest support, and directly drew his sword, and the snowy sword light tore out like lightning flashing in the middle of the night, dragging out a series of dark sword shadows, and the Dao sword shadows overlapped together.

In an instant, the shadow of the fist that missed the Brahma Song appeared to the right side, appearing on the right arm of the Brahma like a turbulent tsunami, the sword peak turned slightly, and the blood light burst out.

Burst!

The blood wave rushed out to the blood hole, and Fan Ge's face showed a triumphant smile, and his body retreated rapidly.

Mo Yunxuan, who was sitting on the high platform, stood up abruptly at this moment, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and the overwhelming aura seemed to have reached its peak at this moment. With a sonorous sound, the giant sword in Mo Yunxuan's hand did not have any tricks, and the brilliant and incomparable sword light pierced straight out, he was gathering momentum, and the moment Fan Ge made his move, his hand fell on the hilt of the sword.

Mo Yunxuan was waiting, waiting for Qin Tian to take out his sword, and at the moment of exhaustion, the huge body sword collided with the sword shadow stabbed by Qin Tian with terrifying strength, this moment was the moment when Qin Tian was exhausted, at least Mo Yunxuan thought so, he wanted to defeat Qin Tian's sword in one fell swoop, and at the same time hit Qin Tian hard.

It's just that at the moment when the two swords collided together, Mo Yunxuan's eyes changed drastically in vain.

Clang!

The sound of the clash between gold and iron suddenly sounded, Qin Tian's sword was not exhausted in the slightest, but it was like the waves advancing layer by layer, and the power contained in each wave became more and more terrifying, this was the horror of the Moon Water Sword Shadow.

Qin Tian, who had mastered it to the point of perfection, vividly embodied the mysteries of the Moon Water Shadow Sword in his moves, shattering Mo Yunxuan's giant sword in one fell swoop, slamming into Mo Yunxuan's chest, and then immediately drew the sword again, slashing off Mo Yunxuan's shoulder.