Chapter Sixty-Eight: You Don't Have a Count in Your Heart
Qin Tian was happily playing the idea of hugging his senior sister, but the shouts in his ears were getting closer and closer, he was angry in his heart, the tiger body was shocked, Xuanguang was already clenched in his hand, and with a white sword qi swinging out, a huge mushroom cloud suddenly rose above the clearing in the distance.
Seeing that there was a brief silence in the crowd in the distance, the corners of Qin Tian's mouth let out a disdainful cold snort, and he shouted loudly: "You Grandpa Qin and I are here, which of you is not afraid of death, just roll up for me, don't hide behind and be a turtle grandson." β
Most of those cultivators were in the Jindan stage, and the highest was only in the Yuan Infant stage. Some of them were bewitched, others were instructed, and those sects that understood the stakes did not participate in it at all, but only watched from afar. Seeing that this Qin Tian was so fierce, no one dared to touch his moldy head.
"Evil thief Qin Tian, don't be rampant, all Daoists, follow meβuh!" Zhang Sandaoyou spoke out again at the right time, but before he finished speaking, he let out a miserable scream, turning into a burst of blood mist, and "glorious death" in this mission.
After a short silence, the group of cultivators suddenly scattered in the shape of birds and beasts, and they were all terrified, but Qin Tian was like no one, as if he had done something insignificant.
"Qin Tian Xiao'er, you are presumptuous!" A piercing roar suddenly sounded out of thin air, and a young man appeared in Qin Tian's field of vision, this man was dressed in red, holding a folding fan, and his long hair covered most of his face, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
Is this the right master? The cultivation is not low, and it is enough to awaken the seventh layer of the realm. Qin Tian's heart froze, but his face remained silent, and he said with a smile: "Hey, is this old man calling me? I am indeed very presumptuous, but you are not much worse." Which troupe are you from, and you ran out without even changing your costumes, and took leave from your troupe leader? Be careful that you will be fined your wages. β
It was originally a very tense atmosphere, but when Qin Tian said this, it immediately changed its taste. The cultivators who were watching around couldn't help laughing, many of them had already burst into laughter, Yi Qingying had been hiding in the dark and paying attention to Qin Tian, seeing that it was all this time, he still had the heart to joke, and he was anxious and annoyed in his heart, and said to himself: "This person will do weird." β
"Bastard, I am the young master of the Burning Immortal Valley, the second-generation disciple of the Kunlun faction, and the playboy Liu Wusupreme is also!" The man in red lost face as soon as he came up, and he was angry in his heart, and hurriedly identified himself, hoping to get back a little ground.
"Oh, it turned out to be a troupe jointly organized by the Burning Immortal Valley and the Kunlun faction, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Qin Tian clenched his fists and shook it twice in a pretended manner, but he was secretly thinking about it in his heart. This person said that he was the young master of the Burning Immortal Valley, but he was also a second-generation disciple of the Kunlun Sect, and he must also be an exchange disciple. Li Si said that the two of them were sent by a relative of the head of the family, surnamed Liu, and it seemed that he had a lot to do with this Liu Supreme.
"Qin Tian, you have repeatedly despised and insulted my Burning Immortal Valley and Kunlun factions, it is simply arrogant, isn't it that the disciples of your Azure Sect are all this virtue?"
Yes, it's good to be angry, that's what you want. Qin Tian smiled secretly in his heart, but he was still unforgiving, only to hear him hum: "Insult? How can you say insult? As a clown who only knows how to hide behind, what is he like, don't you have a little pressure in your heart? Don't heist to raise your value, using the word insult is really too much to exalt you." β
"Ahh
Qin Tian grinned: "Master, what's wrong with me? If you don't accept it, come up and beat me." β
As soon as the former's voice fell, Liu Wusupreme had already made a move, only to see him holding a folding fan in his hand, turning into a red light, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Qin Tian, and the folding fan in his hand was spread, and a fan-shaped aura hit Qin Tian's chest.
Qin Tian kept provoking in his mouth, in order to let this Liu Wushang make a move on him, but in the face of this guy who cultivated at the seventh layer of the Awakening Realm, he really didn't dare to be careless at all, and with a horizontal light in his hand, he took a few steps back in his foot, and then dissolved that fan qi.
"You don't even have the cultivation of the Awakening Realm, but you still dare to be so unpopular, I really don't know how you can survive until now, don't think that with the protection of the Azure Sect, you can run rampant in Southern Xinjiang!" Liu Wushang let out a cold snort from the corner of his mouth, obviously despising Qin Tian, and he hit several times in his hand, and he was more fierce than fierce.
There was a big gap in the cultivation of the two sides, and Qin Tian would inevitably have some difficulty coping with it, and the Xuanguang in his hand waved again and again, defusing the opponent's attacks one by one, but he didn't bother to ask him for oral skills.
Seeing that Qin Tian was silent, Liu Wusupreme felt even more disdain in his heart, and the folding fan in his hand unfolded again, but this time the fan qi was several times stronger than the previous attacks, Qin Tian was careless, and a big cut was cut on his clothes.
"You can also do a little bit of lip service, this cultivation is far from good, it's really boring!" Liu Wushang laughed, he didn't take Qin Tian seriously anymore, he thought that this Qin Tian was very capable, but he didn't expect that he only had this ability.
Your grandma's, master, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, you're still energetic, aren't you? Qin Tian snorted coldly: "Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, but your broken fan is just like that, uncle, I also have a lot of fun, and when I am free, I will definitely go and dismantle your theater troupe in the Burning Immortal Valley, so as not to be deceived by more people." β
Others couldn't understand what Qin Tian said, but Liu Wushang didn't understand what he meant, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the killing intent could no longer be hidden, and a row of dense hidden weapons suddenly appeared on the top of the folding fan in his hand, and he rushed towards Qin Tian again.
The two of you have come and gone, and in a short period of time, they have been fighting for dozens of rounds. Qin Tian secretly complained to himself, without the body of the Heavenly Spirit, this fight, not to mention how much it hurts. In addition, this Liu Wusupreme doesn't know what exercises he is practicing, the aura is very weird, and in the masculine, but with a woman's feminine aura, the hidden weapon at the top of the fan makes him even more unguardable, and his whole body has already been hit by a lot.
"The broken fan has been upgraded, it seems that it still works, but it's just so-so, at most, it's just for me to tickle. After another round, Qin Tian took the lead in retreating from the battle circle, and as he spoke, the Xuanguang had already been withdrawn by him, and was replaced by a black giant sword covered with a strange pattern of dark blue.
Liu Wushang's face froze, his body tensed involuntarily, just when Qin Tian had just summoned this strange giant sword, he could clearly feel that Qin Tian's aura had changed, and it had become very weird, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged into his heart, making him have to secretly raise his vigilance.