Chapter 11 On the Six Swords

Qin Jin has never been as scared as he is now in his life.

The two bodies that fell on the ground are his inseparable personal guards, known as the "blood-drinking double knives", which are among the top ten masters in the iron gang.

But now the two of them have been drunk and lost their lives by others. They can no longer help themselves eliminate disasters and do whatever they want.

Throwing into the head, killing and drinking blood double knives, and pushing the door in - these things only happened in an instant, and there was no sound. Qin Jin felt that he was alive in the daytime.

"What do you want to do?" He moved back secretly, looking at the sword hanging on the wall.

Chu Tian said coldly, "Master Qin, do you still remember Mrs. Song's family?"

"Msister Song, which Mrs. Song?" Qin Jin was stunned and finally shook his head blankly.

"It's really a noble person to forget things," Chu Tian was more angry at the bottom of his heart. "She used to have a beautiful daughter. She used to set up a stall by the river to sell breakfast every day."

Qin Jin seemed to remember something and said, "Ah, you're talking about that crazy woman. She died early!"

Chu Tian approached Qin Jin step by step: "How did she die?"

"I heard that she jumped into the river to find a short talk. Her matter is not with me... It doesn't matter!" Qin Jin stam a little.

A cold light flashed in Chu Tian's eyes and whispered, "What about her daughter? How did she die?"

Qin Jin's face was gray and he said, "That girl can't think about it by herself. She hanged herself. I, I didn't want to kill her!"

Chu Tian said in disgust, "Killing is worth your life!" He raised his hand to take an empty photo, pulled off the ribbon on the girl's waist, tied a rope on the beam and said, "Young master, please!"

Qin Jin pushed the girl to Chu Tian, pulled out his sword from the wall and wanted to run.

"Ding!" Under the blow of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword, the sword in Qin Jin's hand was broken inch by inch, and the whole person was also shaken away and hit the wall heavily.

Chu Tian stepped forward and grabbed Qin Jin's skirt, and his fingertips spit out the meridians of his whole body.

Qin Jin couldn't struggle and shouted in panic, "Don't kill me. I can give you whatever you want!"

"You can't give me anything I want!" Chu Tian picked up a puddle of mud-like Qin Jin from the ground and hung it on the beam.

"Help, help, come and help--" Qin Jin kicked and struggled desperately.

"Bum!" Four swordsmen in black suddenly jumped in from the door and window. The two ran to Qin Jin, and the other two raised knives to attack Chu Tian.

A middle-aged man's voice sounded in the courtyard downstairs and said, "Where did the wild boy dare to hurt my son?"

Qin Jin heard the voice as if he had caught a life-saving straw and gasped, "Dad, save me quickly--"

Chu Tian smiled coldly and said, "Scum like you should have died long ago, and immortals can't be saved!"

"Wo-w!" Two swordsmen in black waved their knives and split them out, but they saw Chu Tian's figure flashing and disappearing from their sight.

There was a scream behind them before they could react. The two swordsmen who tried to save Qin and Jin fell to the ground and howl.

The remaining two swordsmen in black hurriedly turned around and saw a crystal snow flash, and Chu Tian's Cangyun Yuanchen sword surged like a stormy wave.

The two of them tried their best to fight. It sounded crisply, and it turned out of the window that even people and knives were split out of the window by Cangyun Yuanchen's sword!

A man in a black robe dodged into the house and waved his palm at the ribbon hanging on the beam.

Chu Tian used a "Yan Xiang" body method in "Sinking Fish and Falling Wild Goose", and his body was first in front of Qin and Jin.

"Bum!" The fists were intertorn, the man in black took two steps back, and Chu Tian's body also shook slightly.

"What a strong fist!" The man in black was shocked. His luck melted the punches in his arms. He exhaled and said, "No matter what grudge I have, please put down the dog first!" He shook his hand and threw out seven flying knives, six shots at Chu Tian, and one towards the ribbon.

If Chu Tian encounters such a flying knife attack half a minute ago, he can only use his body method to dodge.

But in the battle with Guan Xiayue just now, he touched the sword spirit of Cangyun Yuanchen and communicated with the precious memory left by the first master of the magic road 600 years ago, and suddenly realized the true meaning of the six swords.

The sword style is impermanent, all in the meaning of the sword.

Chu Tian's mind released a picture of dancing alone under the cold moon. Xin Jin was too vain to guard the spiritual platform, and his body was still. He shook his wrists and stabbed his sword forward.

I saw a Cangyun Yuanchen sword with nine lights and shadows between my fingers, like an ice waterfall flowing across the Milky Way, and I can't see which sword is virtual and which sword is real, and a beam of white light shatters and runs freely in the sky.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding--" The seven flying knives were shattered by the sword light, and Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword turned into a man in a black robe.

The man in black suddenly changed color. He didn't expect that there was such a shocking power under the young man's sword.

He dodged back at all costs, and his hands showed two judges' pens and danced in front of him as an impenetrable blue cloud.

However, in the face of this type of peerless swordsmanship, his resistance can only be an arm to block the car.

"Dangdang!" In a series of sound of gold and stones as dense as the rain, the nine white lights were like a cow, dismembering the blue clouds in front of the man in black robe one after another.

"What the hell!" The man in black tried his best to avoid it. He turned over and fell into the courtyard downstairs before dodging the edge of the Cangyun Yuanchen sword. But his body is full of holes, and a pair of "Meridian Judge Pens" that have been painstakingly cultivated for 30 years are also distorted and dull. I don't know how much effort it will take to repair it.

"What is the origin of this teenager?" The man in black was shocked and angry. He hurriedly calmed down the qi and blood in his chest. He looked up and saw through the broken window that his son in a white silk robe had lost his voice. He hung straight under the beam, and his face was full of purple tongue and breathed and died.

"Jin'er!" The man in black was sad and indignant, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Wh!"

A jade-carved red dragon flew out of the broken sleeve of the man in a black robe and turned into a ten-meter-long fire dragon in the air, and the whole body rushed to the sky to the small building.

"Boom!" Chu Tian knocked open the roof and flew into the air, and the "fireworks dragon" below chased after him.

"Kill him!" The man in black gritted his teeth, pinched his left hand into a magic seal and pointed to the fire dragon, and one after another of blood sprayed into the air.

The blazing fireworks dragon was nourished by the blood condensed by the man in black robe with his whole life. Suddenly, the light soared and his body doubled, and he rushed to Chu Tian with his head high.

Chu Tianyi was not afraid, and another magical picture appeared in his mind, and Fandu's magic spirit kept rushing into the sword. The sword of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword sounded like ten thousand ghosts and trembled people's hearts. The cold fog of the sword body steamed and started with fine light, and the sharpness was murderous and frost, which was enough to make the river freeze the mountains frozen.

The trajectory of the blazing fire dragon's flight is clearly photocopied on Chu Tian's spiritual platform. No matter how ever-changing it is, it can't escape the mastery of his spiritual consciousness.

He ran the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword and drew one round aperture over the sky with his oblique fingers.

His speed is getting faster and faster. The beginning and end of the aperture are connected and converging into a conical white vortex that continues to spread out. Everywhere he goes, the snowlight is fluttering, as if time and space reverses the severe winter and returns. There is boundless wind and snow between heaven and earth, sweeping the eight wildernesses and six lakes and four seas.

"Wow--" The blazing fire dragon is like a moth throwing fire. The dragon's head is instantly annihilated in the depths of the whistling white vortex like a tornado. The burning flame on the torso is swallowed up by the white snow fog around it and is extinguishing at an alarming speed.

"Kill!" The man in black had red eyes and shot out a mouthful of blood arrow.

The blazing fireworks dragon revived its fierce power, raised its giant tail like the whip of the fire god, to drag the sky and patted the Cangyun Yuanchen Sword.

"Go!" Chu Tian's wrist trembled, and the Cangyun Yuanchen sword turned around in the air. The fiery fire dragon was trapped in the whirlpool. He couldn't help turning the dragon's head and actually looked back at the man in black robe!

"It's not good!" The man in black was frightened and his face turned pale.

This blazing fire dragon is continuously supported by his blood Zhenyuan, and its power is self-evident. Coupled with the vigor of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword, although he is the owner of the blazing fire dragon, he does not dare to go straight to the front.

Seeing that the blazing fire dragon was about to devour its master, suddenly the wind roared in the thorns, and several pale golden palm winds came in an instant, "bang bang bang bang" exploded a gorgeous fire on the fire dragon.

The blazing fireworks dragon whined and wriggles its body, and turns back to the appearance of a jade red dragon and falls to the ground. There are many small cracks on the surface and wisps of smoke.

"Sing Envoy!" The man in black escaped from death and shouted in surprise.

A young man in yellow walked slowly into the courtyard and looked up at Chu Tian and said, "What you just used is the 'reverse life' in the 'Six Swords'?"

Chu Tian saw that the young man in yellow subdued the blazing fireworks dragon, which had fallen into a state of rampage with the power of four palms, and his heart was also slightly awe-in. He launched two types of material and six swords in a row. The real gas in his body was depleted a lot, and it took time to recover, so he replied, "Your Excellency has some vision, at least smarter than this Master Qin."

Qin Guantian heard that Chu Tian was mocking himself again and shouted angrily, "Holy envoy, this boy killed Jin'er. He must not forgive him!"

The young man in yellow nodded and said disapprovingly, "Like your son, you only know how to play with women and waste every day. It's just a matter of being slaughtered sooner or later. Even if I introduce him to the divine palace, no one may want to accept him as an apprentice.

He ignored Qin Guantian's ugly face and then said, "I didn't expect that the cold Cangyun Yuanchen sword would fall into the hands of a little teenager. It's a pity for the pearl to throw it secretly."

Chu Tian stared at the young man in yellow and saw that he stood tall and had his own master demeanor. Compared with Qin Guantian, who is embarrassed around him, he is more like a hegemon.

More importantly, he couldn't find any flaw on the young man in yellow, as if the other party could stand at will and reach an impeccable state.

No, even the fiercest beast will have a vulnerable weakness, but the body of the young man in yellow is so mysterious that he can't find a chance to take action for a while.

When he was thinking about it, he heard the young man in yellow say, "You are very smart, but you don't have to bother in vain - since you met me, you can't fly!"