"Old fellow, since you are looking for your own death, then it's no wonder that others!" the black-clothed leader smiled, his eyes burst out with endless murderous aura, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the air, murderous and bloody mixed together, as if forming an infernal hell, and people with weak hearts would even see terrifying visions.

Before, those rocks crushed at least four or five guards into pulp, and several of them were seriously injured, so it can be said that nearly half of the guards were directly abolished. However, most of the rest are masters, and they are not afraid of these thieves at all. The black-clothed leader stepped out, an invisible momentum emanated, and he attached his hands behind his back, his expression was calm, like a generation of grandmasters.

The long knife in his hand was put away at some point, obviously in his opinion, the other party did not have the qualifications to let him use the knife. There seemed to be a flash of knife light in his eyes, and the sword light faintly had a sense of wanting to burst out of his eyes.

Xiao Lao looked at the other party solemnly, his rickety body straightened up at the moment, rising higher and higher, and suddenly, Xiao Lao took the lead. Xiao Lao suddenly turned into a phantom and went straight to the black-clothed leader. Invisible and shadowless, suddenly, Xiao Lao's figure appeared in front of the other party, and his dry palm was about to press on the other party's chest.

Seeing this, the black-clothed leader smiled, and his right hand turned into a palm knife, acting vigorously and resolutely, slashing towards Xiao Lao at a faster speed. Bang! In the next moment, Xiao Ying flew out in a streamer, and took dozens of steps back before stopping.

As soon as they fought, they knew which was stronger and which was weaker, "Old Xiao, are you okay?" a guard stepped forward to support Xiao Lao, "It's out of the way." It seems that the old man has not moved his muscles and bones for too long, I am afraid that he will be forgotten!"

A pale appeared on Xiao Lao's face, and he coughed lightly. Feeling a little weak, he took another step forward and waved a strange seal in his hand. A mysterious aura emerged from him, and in an instant, a faint green light erupted around his body, and his palm suddenly slapped forward.

A large cyan palm print appeared in front of him, and this palm print contained vitality. If it has the power of dead wood in spring, it is extremely mysterious. The black-clothed leader sneered, "It's just self-defeating, it's okay." Since you want to enter the ground early, then I'll help you!"

I saw that his right hand turned into a knife and slashed out sharply towards the front, and the true qi in his body gushed out. Turned into a long sword aura. This sword aura was shining with golden light. Shining brightly, there is an invisible edge emanating out. Suddenly, this sword qi slashed on the big cyan palm print that Xiao Lao shot.

This sword qi actually pierced through the palm print at once, crossed the void, and then slashed towards Xiao Lao. However, this sword qi suddenly underwent some strange change, and it actually turned cyan, the same as the palm print taken by Xiao Lao before. And the sharpness of the knife qi no longer exists. With a faint vitality, it is like a wooden sword.

And its speed is not known to be different from before. Xiao Lao smiled indifferently, stretched out the two fingers of his right hand, closed them gently, and firmly squeezed the knife qi in his hand. Then, Xiao Lao exerted his strength slightly, and only heard a click, and then broke the "wooden sword". The sword qi turned into a faint green light and dissipated, Xiao Lao's face turned slightly red, obviously that palm was not low on him.

The smile on the face of the black-clothed leader suddenly stopped, and then endless anger grew, "The ants dare to resist, it's simply unforgivable!" He stared at Xiao Lao fiercely, his right hand flipped over, and a long knife appeared in his hand, and as the knife was held in his hand, a domineering momentum appeared on his body, and there was a faint taste of mastering the power of killing.

This time, with the previous lesson, he did not use his sword qi again, but jumped forward, the wind whirred, turned into a phantom, and came to Xiao Lao in a blink of an eye. The long knife in his hand slashed towards Xiao Lao, this knife seemed to block Xiao Lao's body, so that he couldn't escape at all.

The sword light flickered, and suddenly it descended on the top of Old Man Xiao's head, like a brilliant heavenly might, irresistible. Xiao Lao's eyes also showed a look of horror, a crisp voice sounded, and everyone looked around, but there was no bloody scene as imagined. There was a figure standing in front of Xiao Lao's body, his right hand holding the knife of the black-clothed leader in the distance, no matter how hard the other party tried, he couldn't break this knife out of his palm.

"Hey, how could this be ......"

"Knife with bare hands, this is simply unheard of......"

"Who is that man?

......

For a while, everyone present couldn't believe the scene in front of them, the thieves guessed who was coming in their hearts, and the Zhao family guards cheered and rejoiced in their hearts, and they paid tribute to Yang Tian.

"Who are you?" asked the black-clad leader with a gloomy face, and he couldn't pull out the knife even with all his might.

"You don't need to know this question, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to know!" Yang Tian looked at the other party and frowned slightly, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

"Oh, so your Excellency is going to be my enemy?" the black-clothed leader spoke again, "That's a lot of nonsense!" Yang Tian had an impatient look on his face.

At this moment, the black-clothed leader suddenly stretched out his left hand, turned into a palm knife, and slashed towards Yang Tian's neck, whirring, if this palm is solid, even if Yang Tian's body is extraordinary, I am afraid it will not be able to bear it.

Yang Tian didn't feel the slightest surprise at this, as if he had expected it a long time ago, he suddenly slapped out his left palm, and there was endless golden light in the palm of his palm, and the divine light emerged, containing endless energy. Click, and in the next moment, a sound of broken bones sounded.

"Ahh

He hurriedly let go of the single knife in his hand, and his body suddenly retreated towards the rear, and it was only at this moment that he knew that he had provoked someone who should not be provoked, and hurriedly fled for his life. But it was too late, since Yang Tian had already made a move, it was impossible to give the other party a way to live, he stepped out, followed closely, and suddenly came to the black-clothed leader.

The other party's body style was originally inferior to Yang Tian, and with the loss of an arm, he was flustered, and his strength could not be brought into play. Running away at this moment was the best strategy, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Tian came directly in front of him. Yang Tian raised his right palm abruptly, his palm seemed to have turned into a golden palm print, and even if he could see the inside, he would find that there was a faint golden light on his meridians, shining brightly, and the glow was lingering.

"Don't, spare ......" The black-clothed leader begged for mercy in horror, but before he finished speaking, Yang Tian's palm had already fallen, and the golden palm print fell directly on his chest, bang! His palm directly penetrated his body, without encountering the slightest obstacle.

The black-clothed leader's eyes widened, and he couldn't bat himself, a master of Sanhua Dacheng was so lightly tormented in Yang Tian's hands, it was really a bit outrageous.

Yang Tian's strength is actually not so terrifying, mainly because the leader in black is too careless, so he will be planted in his hands. After Yang Tian cultivated the Mixed Yuan Palm, he had not used this palm technique, and it was just a small test, but he didn't expect it to exert such an amazing effect. Don't say that the leader in black couldn't have imagined this result, even Yang Tian didn't know in advance that this Mixed Yuan Palm actually had such power.

After Yang Tian killed this person, his eyes fell on the group of thieves again, and those thieves panicked and fled for their lives, not daring to come forward and try to provoke Yang Tian at all.

Yang Tian didn't care much about these escaped thieves, and he didn't have the energy to kill them one by one, he only focused on one person. It was a man in white, with a long sword at his waist, obviously a swordsman, and the other party did not flee for his life like other thieves, but looked at Yang Tian with a hateful gaze, and a monstrous evil aura permeated the air.

"Give back my eldest brother's life!" he glared at Yang Tian and shouted, he and the black-clothed leader had been dependent on each other since childhood, and had experienced many hardships together, and they were like brothers, at this moment he had no intention of running away at all, but was bent on avenging his eldest brother.

He took the sword at his waist in his hand and swung a sword abruptly towards Yang Tian, and a sword qi pierced through the void, pointing directly at Yang Tian's eyebrows. Yang Tian gently stretched out his palm, closed his fingers, and pinched this sword qi in one fell swoop, and instantly, with a little force, he wiped it out.

Yang Tian didn't intend to continue to entangle with the other party, he took out the Qinglong Sword and suddenly swung out a sword, this sword contained Yang Tian's spirit and spirit, it was his pinnacle blow. Suddenly, the three swords became one, and the eyebrows of the man in white pierced through the eyebrows of the man in white, and blood splashed. Under Yang Tian's full force, the other party did not have the slightest power to fight back, and was killed by Yang Tian in an instant. (To be continued......)