"Mao, dangerous!"
With a strong breath, an arrow cut through the air and shot directly at Mao Mao's calf.
"Humph, hum..."
Maomao showed his small sharp teeth and let out an angry low roar. Seeing that the arrow was about to shoot in front of him, it flashed suddenly and jumped to the top of another tree with incredible speed.
"What are you doing to eat, a cub can't handle it. I really don't know what it is to raise you." The woman yelled. The two men next to them looked a little ugly. The muscles on their faces twitched a few times, and then they pulled out again. An arrow, aim at Maomao.
"etc."
The man's eyes were taken aback, he suddenly raised his hand to signal them to stop, then looked at a thick leaf and said: "Friend, come out."
Qin Tian turned over and jumped down, and Mao Mao jumped down along with it, standing in front of Qin Tian, staring at the woman with a fierce appearance.
The woman looked at Qin Tian, her face changed, and Feng Qingyun said calmly, "Asan, kill him."
For her, killing does not require any reason, as long as it is someone who makes her unhappy, it should be killed.
"Yes."
The attendant beside the woman gave a cold shout, and suddenly rushed towards Qin Tian, a thick white air current aroused on the swords in both hands, and the qigong was extremely deep.
The man folded his arms and looked at Qin Tian with interest, with a slight sneer on his face.
Several people seemed to have regarded Qin Tian as a dead person.
Dead people, people who will die in the next second.
Maomao roared in a low voice, exposing pointed claws and slashing fiercely in the air, releasing a wind blade that was too small to be smaller. The wind blade was getting smaller and smaller for several times. Finally, Mao Mao fell on the ground exhaustedly, and his mouth uttered. Humbling.
"If you can't, don't do it."
Qin Tian despised the sentence. He frowned when he saw the impacting man, his aura suddenly skyrocketed. Before the man rushed up, his body suddenly moved, his eyes flashed with cold light, two shank knives appeared in his hands, in the air. With a stroke, a strong sword gas struck straight up...
"Little sword spirit, vulnerable."
The man called Ah San gave a cold drink and waved his right hand, easily smashing the oncoming sword energy, his face was full of triumph, his hands suddenly changed, and he went to look at Qin Tian and found that Qin Tian had disappeared.
Suddenly, cold sweat broke out, subconsciously covering the whole body, suddenly turning back.
But the reaction has been slow for a long time. When he turned his head, Qin Tian had already shot out with both hands, and the bone knives were inserted into his waist viciously, blood gushing out.
Qin Tian put away the bone knife, quickly retreated, and retreated.
"Useless waste."
The woman scolded coldly, staring at Qin Tian, very upset.
Except for the woman's curse, the other three men did not speak, but looked at Qin Tian in amazement. Ah San's strength is not weak, he is already at the fifth rank of Spirit Gathering, and he was defeated by a single move, if not under Qin Tian. Be merciful, Ah San is already dead.
Seeing Qin Tian defeated the enemy with one move, Mao Mao jumped up, grinning and grinning.
The woman was about to get angry, and the white-clothed man touched the woman lightly, signaled her to calm down, and took another step, pretending to be very respectful: "Brother, please forgive me for the offense just now."
Qin Tian sneered, and did not respond. He glanced at the woman with a cold and arrogant expression, then bowed his head and said to Mao Mao: "Let's go."
"Want to go?"
"It's not that easy."
When the woman saw that Qin Tian was about to leave, she sternly shouted, and the sword immediately unsheathed, a sword flower in the air turned into a light body, and she stabs Qin Tian quickly with a sword.
"Fuck, don't be shameless."
Qin Tian became angry, Qigong burst out, and the powerful aura shot away. The man in white immediately stunned, wind was blowing under his feet, and a white shadow flashed past the woman, his face changed, and he said, "Stop."
"Brother, get out of the way, I have to cut him off."
The woman was fierce and her face was ugly. Since she was a child, no one had dared to talk to him like this. Her heart was so angry that she had to kill Qin Tian with a sword.
The man in white tried his best to protect the woman, turned around, smiled apologetically, and said, "Junior sister is not sensible, please don't be offended."
"Humph."
Qin Tian rolled his eyes, glared at the woman, jumped onto a treetop, flipped through it a few times, and disappeared into the jungle...
"Senior brother, why did you let him go, he is only the fourth level of Spirit Gathering, afraid of what he would do?"
Seeing Qin Tian walking away, the white-clothed man's complexion changed and suddenly became gloomy, and said, "Asan Juling Tier 5, he will be defeated with one move. Do you think he is Tier 4 Spirit Jug?"
The woman was questioned by the white-clothed man, her face changed, looking at Asan who was showing pain on the side, she coldly shouted, "Trash, what's the use for you."
After speaking, a sword stabbed.
Ah San's face was shocked. He never thought that the master he was guarding day and night would actually kill him because he didn't kill Qin Tian. All thoughts were grayed out. This pain was worse than two injuries on the waist. He slowly closed his eyes. Face indifferent.
"Zheng..."
The long sword was provoked, and the white-clothed man picked up the fan in his hand, closed it, and said, "Now it is the time when you are using people. If you kill one person, we will lose a bit of strength."
"you… "
"You won't let me kill the thief, and you won't let me kill my running dog. What do you want?"
The woman was furious and aggressive, she didn't have the slightest feminine, charming look, she turned into a dominatrix.
The white-clothed man's eyes twitched slightly, anger was born from his heart, the strong breath on the fan quietly came out, the eyes flashed with cold light, and in an instant, he let out a light breath, restored his usual look, took the woman's hand, and stroked: "Sister Yan, don't worry, let's kill the Thousand-Year Corpse King first, and then go to find that kid. I will definitely kill him for you then."
"Really?" The woman's anger disappeared a lot, and she leaned up gently.
"When did the senior lie to you?" The white-clothed man said softly, but his heart was murderous. If he hadn't taken advantage of the power of Tianyang Palace, he would have killed her with a single palm, and he would have endured her unreasonable disturbance.
Tianyang Palace, one of the eight great palaces of the Thousand Machine Sect.
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"Maomao, don't take any risks in the future, who can you beat with your three-legged cat?"
Qin Tian stood on a giant tree, staring at the setting sun.
Maomao was humming, unconvinced.
Although Mao Mao's attack was not very good, his reaction ability and speed were amazing. This really surprised Qin Tian.
After getting along for more than a year, Qin Tian also developed a deep affection for Mao Mao. When the arrow was shot just now, he was shocked and worried for Mao Mao.
"They didn't come to the Kunlun Mountains as if they were hunting monsters. What would they do if they didn't hunt the monsters and enter the Kunlun Mountains?"
"The man in white clothes is very strong, I am afraid he has already broken through the realm of refining Gang."
"They don't dress like ordinary family disciples. The woman is spoiled and spoiled. She has the temperament of a young lady. The family must be very powerful. What did they do when they came to this dangerous Kunlun Mountains?"
Qin Tian pondered for a moment, then the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a sinister sneer...