Now Qin Tian is already an ontological battle, and Mo Xiao's bones have already escaped into the gate of hell and abandoned, after all, if you want to pass through this gate of hell, you must have an identity, otherwise once you find out that it is someone from another sect, you will definitely kill him at the first time. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is also the reason why Meng Zhentian and them are waiting at the door, even if their sect is completely wiped out, they will not let other irrelevant people in.

This has become the unspoken rule of this place, and this time Meng Zhentian and others have a great plan, the entire sect of Zhongzhou has participated, and even the immortal emperor ancestor, the emperor of the emperor's bloodline, the emperor's daughter, and the amazing ancient gods have all taken action to block the heavenly machine and cut off the passage of Zhongzhou, just for this nine-fold purgatory, so once they find that other people come in, there will only be one result --- death!

It was precisely because of the entry of the main body that Qin Tian was unable to mobilize the power of the Qi of Death and easily suppress the Spirit Emperor, but the blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, although he could not use the Qi of Death, but ......

At the moment of the sword, a card appeared in Qin Tian's hand, the name of the sword was blowing snow, it was not snow, it was blood, and in an instant, Ximen blowing snow came, killing Wushuang, the sword god smiled, and took his soul

At the moment when Yang Xiu had just lifted his front feet, his figure was like a branch swaying in the wind, suddenly dead and silent, Qin Tian walked forward with the most elegant posture, like a breeze, like a butterfly, and walked forward leisurely, every time he accurately predicted the sword qi that was about to sweep, and avoided it lightly, he was like showing the most thrilling dance to the world on the tip of the knife, and the fluttering blood clothes seemed to be indistinguishable from the swaying blood flowers.

The sword in Qin Tian's hand was unsheathed again, revealing a little cold, like a little ink plum in the cold winter covered world, with the sharpest posture, it blatantly collided with a man in black with a sneer.

Out of the sword, drawing the sword, the autumn wind blew the blood flowers on Qin Tian's sword, and also blew the chill in Yang Xiu's heart.

"Kill the target, kill the enemy over the ranks, and get 8000000 kill points!"

The sound of the system was as cold as the sword in Qin Tian's hand, and the long sword like a cold star was like a broken bamboo, appearing in the sight of a disciple of the Peerless Hall with the most devastating attitude.

Every movement, every sword style was so light and insignificant, but it was as elegant as art, and in an instant, it wiped out the three black-clothed men in the fierce battle, and the scarlet bloody clothes were splashed with blood, which was even more dazzling.

In an instant, the disciples of the Peerless Hall suddenly subverted Qin Tian's image, cowardly, spineless, and hell, who could rush into the battle situation in front of him with the cultivation of a half-step Spirit Emperor, and who could still maintain such an indifferent expression after killing someone.

Looking at Qin Tian's demeanor as if he was dancing with a sword, Yang Xiu's heart seemed to have pierced into a sharp blade, and the sword light that appeared at first glance was so dizzying.

"How long will you have to be in a daze?" Qin Tian's voice swept over the blood splashes all over the ground, blowing like a breeze next to Yang Xiu's ears, Yang Xiu's eyes froze, and he looked at the man in black who was slightly unresponsive with a fierce look, and pounced on him.

In the past, whether it was Heavenly Punishment or the Peerless Palace, Qin Tian was so insignificant, but this seemingly humble butterfly set off a hurricane, setting off a chill in everyone's hearts, standing quietly in a pool of blood, Qin Tian held a bloody sword, and his gaze slowly swept over these black-clothed people, like a cheetah waiting for the opportunity to strike, the sword provoked, and the cloud took away the vitality of a Spirit Emperor martial artist lightly.

"Kill the target, kill the enemy over the level, and get 7000000 kill points!"

Qin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze slowly fell on another battlefield, Lin Jinxuan and the middle-aged man.

There are already five black-clothed people who died under their own swords, that is to say, in terms of numbers, the Wushuang Hall has occupied the top, and the situation is completely biased towards the side of the Wushuang Hall.

Qin Tian quietly watched the middle-aged man take out his sword, his sword was extremely fierce, like a fierce beast out of the cage, combining domineering and speed, which was vividly embodied, and seemed to be suppressed by Lin Jinxuan's offensive, but Qin Tian knew that once Lin Jinxuan's sword speed showed a little slowness, the middle-aged man's sword was like a giant beast that had been gathering momentum for a long time, opening its bloody mouth and directly devouring it.

Qin Tian knew Lin Jinxuan's predicament, but he didn't move, for these black-clothed people, he might be able to avoid the sweeping sword qi with his body and outrageous judgment, but this middle-aged man, Qin Tian didn't dare to guarantee that as long as the surging sword qi fell on him, Qin Tian had no doubt that he would definitely take his own life, just like a fierce beast dormant in the dark, Qin Tian stood still.

At the same time, when Lin Jinxuan, who was in the fierce battle, saw Qin Tian's dazzling sword, a look of astonishment uncontrollably welled up in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

The middle-aged man also noticed the strangeness in the rear, his eyes were slightly cold, and he gradually began to unfold a sharp sword momentum, opening and closing, but everywhere was cold, blocking Lin Jinxuan's offensive, Lin Jinxuan's pressure increased instantly, the slender jade hand turned slightly, and the delicate and weak sword style was like a fluttering catkins that would entangle the sword of the middle-aged man, just when the battle between the two sides was about to heat up, Qin Tian, who was watching, moved, his feet glared, and a piece of gravel under his feet immediately shattered, and his body fell towards the middle-aged man like a leaf in the wind, this scene fell in Lin Jinxuan's eyes but became a panicked existence, and there was a rare trace of panic on the somewhat pale pretty face, "Qin Tian, retreat!"

Lin Jinxuan's crisp and tactful exclamation made everyone fighting fiercely in the distance stunned, whether it was a disciple of the Wushuang Hall or a man in black, they looked at this scene dumbfounded, and that figure was like a moth to a fire.

The middle-aged man's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he knew what was going on behind him before he turned around. Qin Tian, the disciple of the half-step Spirit Emperor of the outer gate? If it was a sneak attack of the Spirit Emperor Realm, he might have to be afraid of a few points, but the half-step Spirit Emperor, the middle-aged man immediately sneered, but the habit of killing still made him not careless, the long sword was slightly drawn, bringing up a heavy sword shadow, the terrible sword roar was like a tiger roaring, and the endless sword qi surged up, and in an instant, the middle-aged man was surrounded by extremely powerful sword qi, once Qin Tian approached, these sword qi would immediately pass through. Woo, the air whirred, like a monstrous wave of sword qi in front of it, surging and surging Fu Jingyan.

Endless killing intent burst out from his dark eyes, Qin Tian's cheeks slowly rose with a touch of fierceness, at this moment, his entire body seemed to be transformed into an incomparably sharp sword, and his momentum was no less than that of the Spirit Emperor Realm!

"There is nothing in this world that can stop this sword, even if it is the vast sea of clouds, or the floating clouds in the world, it will eventually disperse under this sword!" Qin Tianwei held the sword, and the sword path of the West Gate blowing snow was clear, and he understood that the immortals were flying outside the sky, and the sword was separated from the world, and the sword fingers were tightly clasped on the hilt of the sword, and he slowly raised it and took out the sword!

Flying Immortals!

Under the pressure of this pressure that was enough to make both body and soul tremble, Qin Tian took out his sword, a sword that was so brilliant and brilliant that the sun lost its mottled sword, collided with the sword qi that seemed to be like a monstrous wave, and the angry sea competed, tearing out a crack in the torrent of sword qi with the most hearty attitude, and crashed into the back of the middle-aged man, poof, scarlet blood splashed, shocking.

An extremely crisp sound of bones shattering sounded in his body, and the terrifying aura on the middle-aged man's body was shattered at this moment.

This sword seems to be ethereal, but the middle-aged man has a feeling of being rampaged by thousands of troops, his body instantly fell forward, Qin Tian's body followed closely like a ghost, at the moment when the middle-aged man fell to the ground with a bang, the sword in his hand did not stagnate at all, and it fell with the sword momentum of splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain, and the edge was incomparable, and half of the sword body pierced the back of the middle-aged man, and even submerged into the ground.

Hot and scarlet blood splattered up, splashing on Qin Tian's face, on his clothes, Qin Tian drew his sword again and stabbed violently, until the voice of the system was overflowing, Qin Tian did not stop: "Kill the target, kill the enemy by leaping the ranks, and get 10000000 kill points!"

Approaching this foot, Lin Jinxuan looked at this somewhat emaciated figure, the sword stopped in mid-air, dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

Drawing his sword, Qin Tian glanced at Lin Jinxuan lightly and walked towards the surviving man in black.

Lin Jinxuan's beautiful eyes stared at Qin Tian's back, and there was still stunned and shock on her slender face.

Watching Qin Tian walk step by step with a bloody sword, the Wushuang Hall and the man in black were about to go crazy, today's scene was really unacceptable, a martial artist with a bronze medal of heavenly punishment actually died among the outer disciples of the half-step Spirit Emperor.

Although it was a sneak attack, coupled with Lin Jinxuan's containment, the previous sword made people dare not ignore this scarlet and emaciated figure, Qin Tian's blood-stained face became more gloomy in their eyes, Qin Tian's eyes looked at the man in black with a little coldness, and said lightly: "Kill!"

In the dead forest, the sword qi surged again.

Yang Xiu and the others were all like rainbows, like wolves and tigers, and swooped towards the man in black, and Lin Jinxuan spared no effort to join the battle, crushing everything with the strength of the Spirit Emperor's quadruple.

Qin Tian stood motionless, no one noticed, and a smile of relief had already set off at the corner of his mouth. Spirit Emperor Quadruple! This is definitely like the existence of a mountain for him who is a half-step Spirit Emperor, Qin Tian knows that if he really faces that middle-aged man, even if he has a good attainment in body technique, he will not be able to dodge his several swords, and that terrifying sword qi is enough to tear himself apart.

This is the difference between the half-step Spirit Emperor and the Spirit Emperor Realm, Qin Tian quietly observed the two sides of the fight, Qin Tian believed in a truth in his previous life, there must be a teacher in the threesome, everyone has their own opinions on anything, just like in the previous life, they all had their own ideas with the same complex Olympiad problem, even if it was wrong, there was merit. At this moment, Qin Tian was like a seeker of knowledge, his eyes did not blink, and he looked at the experience of the enemy on both sides with a critical eye.

However, once there is a person in black who is panting and about to die, Qin Tian always takes the lead in making a move, killing it, and making up for it, the martial artist of the Spirit Emperor Realm, even if it is the Spirit Emperor, the killing point is as many as three or four million, how can Qin Tian let it go, and Yang Xiu and the others always have an inexplicable smile on their faces after seeing Qin Tian kill, and there is a chill spreading in their hearts, he is just a teenager, although the outer door is cruel, but few people can kill people so lightly.

The shadow of the tree swayed, Qin Tian stood in the dappled sunlight, Qin Tian at this moment, his figure was still thin, but in the eyes of Lin Jinxuan, Yang Xiu and others, it was like a sharp sword, but he collected that sharp edge under his calm face......

The dappled sunlight tore through the shadows of the trees and fell on Qin Tian's slender and emaciated figure. *Bungaku*

Qin Tianwei closed his eyes, and his thin lips pursed a dizzying smile.

Serene and peaceful, Qin Tian stood in the sunlight like a gentle and elegant scholar in the academy.

Yang Xiu and the others were busy cleaning up the scene, and the choking smell of blood permeated the forest sea, and after a few moments, countless Yin Soul Beasts would be attracted.

Lin Jinxuan stood in the cool autumn breeze, her slender willow eyebrows were still frowning, and her long dress as white as snow was stained with a little blood, but she couldn't hide her graceful body and slender jade legs.

"Heavenly punishment will definitely not be so easy to stop, which direction are we going to run in next?" The corners of Yang Xiu's mouth were bleeding, and his whole face looked a little pale, and he kicked these cold corpses fiercely.

"Where can we run, the location we chose is the most hidden, and there are people ambushing here!" said a disciple of the inner sect of the Peerless Hall discouraged, and there was a narrow sword mark on his back, which was shocking.

Seeing that the high-spirited inner disciples of the past had lost their previous proportions, Lin Jinxuan's willow eyebrows furrowed deeper, a touch of fatigue was outlined on her delicate and delicate face, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and her gaze as clear as autumn water slowly fell on Qin Tian. The shredded sunlight fell on this handsome face, and the whole time, it maintained the calm of the ancient well, and even in the face of those dangers that seemed to them to tremble, the former maintained an excessively calm calm.

Lin Jinxuan stared at this side face slightly, with the temperament of a young boy, as if there was nothing in the world that could move him.

As if noticing Lin Jinxuan's gaze, Qin Tian slowly opened his eyes, turned around slightly, and met his autumn-like eyes, "Something?"

The two eyes met in mid-air, like dead leaves falling on the calm surface of a lake, setting off faint ripples.

"Does Senior Brother Qin Tian have any suggestions for the next action?" Bei Yan lightly opened, and Lin Jinxuan smiled.

After experiencing the previous scene, whether it was Lin Jinxuan or the disciples of the Peerless Hall who were present, they no longer dared to underestimate Qin Tian. Because, everyone knows that under that calm face, there is an extremely dangerous beast hidden.

"Suggestion?" Qin Tian's expression was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Lin Jinxuan to ask himself this question, he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the endless forest sea from afar, and only said after half a sound: "Just wait here!"

"Sit here and wait to die?" Yang Xiu said in surprise.

"Even if there are no other Heavenly Punishment Martial Artists around, as far as the smell of blood here is concerned, the Yin Soul Beasts will swarm in a few moments. A disciple of the Peerless Hall frowned slightly.