The disciples of the Wushuang Hall sang and harmonized, although they did not name names, but the disciples of all the sects present knew it in their hearts, and their eyes were focused on Qin Tian. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Ritian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Boss, do you want to clear the end!"

Cangyue's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, revealing a touch of expectation.

Qin Tian's eyes were silently counting the number of times the stone sword fell, turning a deaf ear, and said, "Four, eight, five!"

A deafening roar erupted, and flesh and blood flew and splattered all over the ground.

It wasn't until the third stone sword had fallen a full fourteen times that Qin Tian turned around, his calm eyes meeting the chattering young man.

The young man with the scar immediately fell silent, and an inexplicable sense of intent rose up on his back, making him break out in a cold sweat, not daring to meet Qin Tian's gaze, and slightly leaning to the side.

The rest of the disciples of the Peerless Hall were silent, they dared to sneer behind Qin Tian's back, but they didn't dare to do so in front of Qin Tian, and even some of the disciples of the Peerless Hall couldn't help but gather towards the disciples of the sects, afraid that Qin Tian would make a move.

"Finished?" Qin Tian said lightly, the corners of his mouth raised a treacherous arc, turned to Ling Zhu, and said loudly, "Senior Sister Ling Zhu has thought about this sword formation?"

Being watched by Qin Tian's soft gaze, Ling Zhuqiao's face was slightly hot, and he was about to speak, but the young man with the scar smiled and said, "Could it be that Senior Brother Mo Xiao has a way to let Senior Sister Ling Zhu pass through this sword formation?"

"Before Xie Lin, hundreds of monks have already died on this sword platform!" a disciple of the Peerless Hall said nonchalantly, Ling Zhu's excited eyes immediately dimmed, especially when he saw the shocking flesh and blood on the sword platform, a miserable white slowly appeared on his face.

"If I say, I have, do you believe it?" Qin Tian glanced at the young man with the scar from the corner of his eyes, and said lightly.

The young man with scar was about to sneer, but when he saw the afterglow cast by Qin Tian, the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be involved, in it, he saw the piercing intent, and the young man with scar had no doubt that if he said more, he was afraid that this scum would directly kill him.

"With my strength, even if I pass through this sword formation, I won't be able to deal with the next killing machine, and if I go in, I will take my own life!" After pondering, Ling Zhu smiled apologetically, she said this very skillfully, she did not question whether Qin Tian had this ability, but took the reason to her own strength, and rejected Qin Tian very tactfully, which also gave Qin Tian enough face.

Qin Tian couldn't help but glance at Ling Zhu carefully, although this girl's appearance was not as amazing as Lin Yiyun's, but this was a person who did things but threw Lin Yiyun ten streets, nodded slightly, since people were unwilling, Qin Tian didn't force it, his words were just a reciprocation, thanks to Ling Zhu's information before. Turning around, Qin Tian walked towards the sword platform in a stunned gaze, and the young man with the scar even showed a look of excitement, and said, "This guy finally can't bear it anymore and is about to break into the battle!"

The young man with the scar raised his eyes and looked at the stone sword hovering in the sky, and there was even a scene in his eyes where the stone sword crashed down on Qin Tian's body.

"Boss, the power of this stone sword falling straight down cannot be underestimated, even if you and I withstand a blow, I'm afraid it will be nine deaths!" Wu Ritian said earnestly.

"I know this!" Qin Tianxiejun's face was filled with a charming smile.

"There's no need to be impulsive because of the so-called face, that thing of a man can't shrink or stretch!" Cangyue raised his eyebrows slightly, retracted his gaze on the sword platform, and looked at Qin Tian solemnly.

Qin Tian touched his nose and asked rhetorically, "Do you think I look like that kind of person?"

Before the words fell, Qin Tian walked straight to the sword platform, this terrifying sword array was transported again, standing in front of the sword platform, a choking smell of blood and strong wind came to his face, Qin Tian's eyes became extremely cold, and he silently read the number of times the stone sword fell.

For a while, countless eyes with different emotions converged on Qin Tian, but most of them had a little bit of abuse in their eyes, especially the young man with scar, looking forward to the next bloody scene......

The breeze rose suddenly, and the blood flowers swayed.

The pillar-thick stone sword fell straight down with a destructive aura.

Zhuo Qun's figure stood in front of the sword platform, and Qin Tian quietly stared at the scene in front of him, feeling the subtle changes in the power of his sword platform.

"The stone sword on the far right of the first row has four drops, and the number of falls in the middle of the second row is nine!"

"The rightmost count in the third row is two!"

The eyes exposed to the air were as deep as black holes, and Qin Tian memorized these words in his mind, waiting for the number of times the second round of stone swords fell.

The short silence brought an inexplicable depression, and countless eyes stared at this long figure.

Wu Ritian and Cangyue stood behind Qin Tian, a little worried, but when their eyes touched the former's Gujing Wubo's gaze, they didn't know how to say the words full of stomachs.

"Four-nine-two. ”

"Next up is three-five-seven. ”

"Three, five, seven!" In an instant, Qin Tian counted out the number of times the stone sword fell.

Under the impatient gaze of the young man with the scar, Qin Tian walked towards the sword platform on the far left with a light face.

The sound of broken bones flashed, and Qin Tian was stepping on a broken bone.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Qin Tian walked quietly, and everyone around him held their breath and raised their eyes to look at the blood-stained stone sword.

Until the moment when the stone sword rose from the ground for the fourth time, Qin Tian's body moved, like a violent wind rolling upside down, and there was a faint remnant of the Dao Dao following him, elegantly sweeping onto the sword platform.

Rumo's long hair swayed in the wind, and Qin Tian's elegant demeanor made the corners of the scar youth's mouth raise a sneer: "I want to see if you can maintain this style in the future!"

Standing on several corpses, Qin Tian closed his eyes slightly, feeling the changes around him, faintly, there was an overwhelming coercion in all directions, if this coercion hit his body, Qin Tian would not have the confidence to take it.

"Sword array, such a terrifying might, this way of sword formation is really desirable!"

Qin Tian muttered softly, his eyes were closed from beginning to end, his eyes were not paying attention to the second stone sword, this subtle scene fell into the eyes of the disciples of the sects, and he couldn't help but have a strange feeling, Qin Tian couldn't help but feel too confident.

"Senior Sister Ling Zhu, fortunately you didn't have the impulse, otherwise you would have to confess in this sword formation today!" Several female disciples of the Peerless Hall pulled the corners of Ling Zhu's clothes, a little afraid.

Ling Zhu's bright and dignified pretty face was stunned, he was too calm, Qiushui's eyes met the seemingly thin but slender back, Ling Zhu had an inexplicable trance, as if he saw Qin Tian riding a lonely boat on the raging sea, riding the wind and waves, facing the roar of the wild waves, his face did not change, and a lonely boat swayed up, this feeling made Ling Zhu have a thought that he didn't dare to imagine, and said secretly: "If he wants to, he can easily pass through this sword formation!"

"Fat dun, are you so worried?" Cangyue cleared her throat and turned to Wu Ritian with a solemn face.

"Hmm!" Wu Ritian nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, the scum is absolutely fine!" Cangyue's elegant and refined face had a look of affirmation, which was a little convincing, and Wu Ritian subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Little idiot, haven't you heard that good people don't live long and live for a thousand years!" Cangyue said disdainfully, her bright teeth gently biting her white jade fingers, staring at Qin Tian intently.

At this moment, the moment when the stone sword rose from the ground for the fifth time, Qin Tian's eyes opened slightly, his face was light and light, as if he was strolling in a leisurely garden, taking a step at will, the breeze under his feet was slow, like a sword immortal who wanted to return by the wind, in countless frightened eyes, Qin Tian fell on the second sword platform so lightly, standing on a high place, Qin Tian had a bit of a dusty temperament, which added a little touching charm to the evil handsome face.

"The second sword platform!" The young man with the scar looked stunned, and some gloom welled up in his eyes, and he scolded: "It's really good luck!"

"Unharmed!"

"The strength is good, no wonder you can kill it with the joint efforts of Li Mu and Yu Yu!"

"Strength? This has nothing to do with strength, it has to do with eyesight, but this Mo Xiao's luck is really good!"

The eyes of the disciples of the various sects changed, they whispered softly, their breathing became more and more rapid, their eyes widened, and they were afraid of missing any of the next details, and some even asked secretly in their hearts: "Mo Xiao, will he repeat the tragedy of Xie Lin?"

The stone sword roared down, and the sound of its attack was like ten thousand thunders, ringing in everyone's ears, deafening.

This time, Qin Tian did not close his eyes, but quietly stared at the falling stone sword, faintly, there was a tendency to split the mountain and break the mountain, which was somewhat similar to the mountain-breaking sword style.

Boom! Shocking blood splattered, and everyone's hearts were pounding and beating faster, and they were all about to jump out of their throats.

The stone sword rose from the ground, and the fierce wind blew Qin Tian's bloody clothes, and his body did not move, as majestic as Yue.

At the moment when the stone sword slammed down for the third time, Qin Tian's black eyes swept up with a touch of fierceness, and his entire body was also tense, and he roared angrily in his heart: "At this moment!"

The moment the stone sword hit the ground, Qin Tian stepped violently with both feet, and his entire body was like an arrow off the string, and in countless exclamations of gaze, a shadow swept out.

"I'm too anxious!" The disciples of the sect raised their brows slightly, this stone sword had only fallen three times, and according to the previous law, the number of times the third stone sword fell far exceeded the previous two times.

"Your luck is over here!" The smile on the corner of the Scar Youth's mouth could no longer be concealed, as if he had seen the scene where the stone sword pierced through Qin Tian's body, the splashing of brains.

Countless eyes converged on the bloody clothes moving in the wind, Qin Tian at this moment, in their eyes, was like a moth to a fire, killing himself, this moment was short and only instantaneous, and it was as long as a century.

However, in the next moment, the pity in everyone's eyes turned into disbelief, Qin Tian stood on the third sword platform flutteringly, and the stone sword that rose from the ground never fell again.