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Qin Tian should be like Lin Shichen and Bu Yunhan said, retreat to the stone platform below, maybe he will not give his life here, just when everyone was about to let out a sigh of regret, Qin Tian did not have the slightest intention of dodging, his right hand slightly pressed on the hilt of the sword was raised, and the sword finger was pointed out as fast as lightning, as if piercing leaves and picking flowers, it seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, wisps of sword qi lingered on the fingertips, tearing apart the surging sword qi like a dry and clever.

In the midst of countless stunned eyes, Qin Tian's fair-skinned sword finger was on Lin Shichen's sword.

A terrifying force spread to the sword body like cháo water, Lin Shichen's right arm was a little numb, a little dumbfounded, what is the matter with this finger? Lin Shichen obviously noticed that a terrifying sword qi was surging out of Qin Tian's sword finger before.

Spirit Emperor, he is already Spirit Emperor!

This is Lin Shichen's only thought at the moment.

Qin Tian's figure dragged out the remnants of the Dao Dao, and the sword qi lingered on the bamboo leaf caught by the tip of his left finger, and it immediately swung down like a cold man.

Scarlet at a glance.

The bamboo leaves seemed to have turned into the most terrifying sword in Qin Tian's hands, and Lin Shichen's entire right arm was cut off.

"Ahh

Losing his arms, Lin Shichen's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were full of fear, and for the first time, he looked directly at Qin Tian's calm face and retreated frantically.

It's just that Qin Tian's figure appeared in front of him again like a ghost, and the slightly raised bamboo leaves floated out like snow wool, crossing his neck. The steaming blood burst out like a pillar of blood, and Lin Shichen's body shook and fell to the snow with a pop.

Qin Tian's fluttering figure like snow flocculent stopped, his white hand raised slightly, his sword finger caught the bamboo leaf, and stepped on Lin Shichen's corpse and walked forward.

Quiet!

Even though the mountain breeze is getting stronger, most people can hear the thumping of their hearts......

Melodious ceremonial music is still fluttering on the mountain road, more like a funeral song.

Countless eyes froze on the pool of scarlet blood, and when they saw Lin Shichen lying inside, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence in vain.

Who never thought the outcome would be so dramatic?

In the shortest possible time, Lin Shichen's sword was broken, and the bamboo leaves were only slightly raised three times.

Lin Shichen died like this.

Such a light and light killing, not even a sword was released, and suddenly there was a chill surging out of his heart. Whether it was Qin Tian's terrifying and elegant body style, or his unruly way of killing, or his incomparable sword qi, it made everyone who had shown a playful gaze lower their heads, and some people were even more stunned.

The snow was still falling, and Qin Tian walked out slowly, there was no scarlet on his white clothes like snow, but there was a trace of red on the bamboo leaves between Qin Tian's fingertips. The red is a little dazzling, looking at this scene, everyone's eyes are very difficult to lift up, frozen on the somewhat overly fair face, as if remembering something, a series of gasps like mushrooms after a rain.

Spirit Emperor!

The sword aura of the cold mang's cultivation can only show that Qin Tian has stepped to the Spirit Emperor, and besides, he can defeat Lin Shichen so lightly, his cultivation is probably not low. Thinking of this, the chill in everyone's hearts was even stronger, they vaguely remembered that a month ago, Qin Tiantian had reached the half-step Spirit Emperor, and his strength had undergone such a earth-shaking change in just one month?

No, his bloodline is not mortal blood, why can the Spirit Emperor succeed?

Eyes with different emotions gathered, Qin Tian walked quietly in the wind and snow, but no matter how heavy the snow was, the wind could not hide the coldness in Qin Tian's starry eyes.

"Spirit Emperor Realm!" Bu Yunhan's eyes trembled slightly, and a pair of plain hands were clenched tightly. Looking at Qin Tian's thin and thin but somewhat tall figure with some astonishment, if Qin Tian had been an endless darkness for her world. But at this moment, there was already a little starlight in this darkness, although this starlight was a little weak, Bu Yunhan didn't know if this starlight could illuminate her entire world, he was the emperor. At this point, Bu Yunhan's eyes also had disbelief remaining.

Li Muchen frowned slightly and looked at the white-clothed figure standing on the stone platform. His vision was more vicious than that of the inner disciples such as Qi Yunhan, Qin Tian's Spirit Emperor really shocked him, but what Li Muchen paid more attention to was the bamboo leaf in Qin Tian's hand, the sword aura was extremely powerful, even some sword weapons could not withstand it. From beginning to end, the bamboo leaves in Qin Tian's hands were not damaged at all. There was only one case, and that was when the former's control over the sword qi had reached an outrageous level. Thinking of this, Li Muchen slowly exhaled and chuckled: "Maybe he will live up to the name that his Lao Tzu gave him, defeat." Yun Han, do you think he can win the Peerless Palace?"

The cold willow leaves bent their eyebrows and frowned slightly. Looking at Qin Tian, winning the Peerless Palace?

"Terrifying body, terrifying reflexes, and incomparably condensed sword energy. This is already comparable to many inner disciples, but it will be a little difficult to win the Peerless Palace. Whether it is Muya or the prince of Western Qin. None of them are ordinary people. The elder on the side shook his head slightly, but there was a slight surprise in his voice: "Elder Li, how can the mortal bloodline be a Spirit Emperor?"

"This is an era of legends and miracles, why not?" Li Muchen asked rhetorically.

Qin Tian walked step by step. He walked very calmly, without deliberately revealing any breath. However, it is this kind of calm edge that makes An Wei feel like she is sharp on her back, especially the cold eyes of the former make her feel like she is in an ice cellar, cold and piercing.

An Wei didn't expect such a change, Lin Shichen, who was as dazzling as a star in her eyes, died like this, fear and panic spread in her heart, her charming and dignified appearance lost her elegance, and turned around, An Wei could only turn her gaze to Qin Zheng, the prince of Western Qin who had trampled on countless swordsmen in Western Qin and had never been defeated.

"Come up. Qin Zheng's voice came out flat and ethereal, still so tepid.

An Yan's miserable and pretty face regained a little blood again, and the lotus step moved lightly, sweeping over the third stone platform until the second stone platform.

Qin Tian ascended the fourth stone platform, calmly looked at An Yan's back, and shook his head slightly, many times early death is a relief, and the price of late death will be even worse. Raising his steps, Qin Tian continued to walk forward, and under the gaze of countless eyes, he stepped onto the third stone platform, his calm gaze met the cold eyes of the black-clothed young man.

Holding a sword, the black-clothed young man had already walked in front of Qin Tian, stood quietly in front of Qin Tian, and looked at Qin Tian seriously: "Qin Tian, I have heard of you a long time ago!"

Looking at the young man who was as cold as a sword, Qin Tian shook his head slightly: "But I have never heard of you." ”

"This is natural, I'm very low-key in ri, and I won't be like a group of green demon babies showing off or grandstanding all day long. The black-clothed young man chuckled, his white teeth were a little eye-catching in the wind and snow, and his sword-like momentum seemed to cut through the wind and snow, pointing directly at Qin Tian: "I'm wondering, are you a little annoyed with me?"

"Why are you angry?" Qin Tian lightly pressed the hilt of his sword with his hand, this young man was very strong, at least stronger than Lin Shichen.

"Because I have no hindrance, let the foolish woman go up. The young man in black said seriously.

"Go up, and she'll have no way back. Qin Tian shook his head and said, "Besides, you also said that she is a stupid woman, just because you have the same opinion as me on this point, I won't be angry with you." ”

"It's a pleasure to talk to you, my name is the Seven Sins. The young man in black slowly raised the long sword in his hand, a very ordinary long sword without any style embellishment, but this kind of long sword gave people a feeling like a fierce beast, when the tip of the sword pointed at Qin Tian, this fierce beast seemed to have woken up, "I have an expectation, I look forward to the honor of being able to see your sword." ”

Before the words fell, the black clothes were like ink-stained pen and ink swaying between the white heaven and earth, the long sword in the hands of the young man in black swallowed the dazzling sword light, and the Dao sword shadow was like a drizzle of rain continuously, and its terrifying sword qi was interspersed like rain.

Terrifying! The disciples who witnessed this scene were all extremely dignified, this terrifying sword shadow was densely packed, how many swords would be pierced in an instant? In the past, they really couldn't imagine that someone's sword would be so fast, was this the Seven Sins Senior Brother's Autumn Rain Sword?

The sword is like autumn rain, and the rain is cloudy.

"Is this the kid from last year? There is no drip left, which makes people unguardable. Li Muchen rarely praised him, and there were only a handful of disciples who could make him in charge of the affairs of the torture hall. The sophisticated gaze stopped on Qin Tian's figure, and Li Muchen turned his head to look at the several elders on the side: "Do you remember him?"

The faces of the several elders who were watching immediately fell, as if they didn't want to go back to that time, and the figure that was like a high mountain, the elders who had previously spoken out to deny Qin Tian's victory said softly, "How did Elder Li think of him?"

"Because Qin Tian is very similar to him. Li Muchen whispered.

"He was so powerful that his peers felt terrible. The elder continued.

"His son will also be powerful and make his peers feel terrible. Li Muchen was convinced.

This is premature. The elder shook his head and said, "The bloodline can be inherited, but some things cannot. ”

On the side, Bu Yunhan listened to the words of Li Muchen and others. Her eyes fell motionlessly on Qin Tian's figure, she had witnessed the battle between the Seven Sins and Qin Zheng before, the Seven Sins were very strong, even much stronger than many inner disciples, and the Prince of Qin Zheng was even stronger.

Whoa!