Just after Brant's wings were closed.

Qin Tian's sword was directly on his body.

Slashed at it.

Bang bang bang......

Eleven knives, almost in half a snap of the fingers, all hit the ball of light.

Pause.

Countless white and red light chips continued to splash away.

The coming of this angel is a secret technique of the Holy See.

Its power can withstand the attack of a missile.

But.

Qin Tian used the Great Dragon Knife to slash eleven knives in a row, and the power of the superimposed was simply terrifying, far surpassing the power of the missile.

The first knife fell.

The light wings were directly cracked, and after the fifth knife, the ball of light was broken, and after the ninth knife, the sword broke through Brandt's Gang Qi protective body.

The eleventh knife fell, and the whole person flew upside down, blood sprayed, and the sky was soaked.

Although the rain was pouring down, such a scene was clearly seen by everyone!

At that moment, the shocking force caused by Qin Tian's eleven swords once again deeply shocked everyone.

Even Brant, who had transformed into an angel, was no match for him.

He is worthy of Master Qin, worthy of Qin Tianlong, and worthy of being the world's first talented martial arts powerhouse!

At this moment, many Chinese warriors once again felt that the faith in their hearts, which had collapsed, was once again erected, and it was even more majestic and solid than before!

Finally.

Everyone saw Brandt's appearance clearly.

Then they gasped.

I saw that on Brant's body, there was a knife mark that was deep and bone-seeing.

All the time, from the corners of his mouth, his eyes to his thighs, he almost didn't split him in half.

If it weren't for the fact that he had used the Scepter of Light to fend off the final slash just now, he would have been absolutely killed by now.

Although the wound was very deep, there was no blood flowing out, but on Brant's wound, there was a bright light power surging, suppressing the blood and not flowing out.

Not only that, but under the power of light, his wounds were healing at a very slow pace.

Although the healing ability is good, this kind of speed will not be of much use in this kind of battle.

After all, it was impossible for Qin Tian to wait for his wounds to heal before continuing to attack.

See this scene.

"Shhh

Pause.

Countless people gasped directly.

You know, when Brant stretched out those two wings just now, he looked very tall.

That's an angel in Western legends!

Originally, everyone thought that even if this angel from the West couldn't beat Qin Tian, at least he wouldn't be as embarrassed as he was at the beginning, and at least he would have the strength to fight Qin Tian for a day or two.

But.

Qin Tian directly and seriously injured him with just one sword.

Although Qin Tian's appearance was like eleven swords, it was just an eleventh change of one sword, and with his strength, no matter what weapon he had in his hand, he could instantly become superb, bursting out with terrifying power that ordinary people couldn't imagine.

"This time, Master Qin is back, and he is going to shock the world again!" I don't know how many people are proud in their hearts.

As long as Qin Tian is not dead, as long as Qin Tian is still there, then the status of the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm in the world will not decline.

It will definitely be more carried forward and more famous than before.

in the sky.

Thunder God Peter and those two scattered cultivators had already killed them desperately, wanting to delay Qin Tian for the time being.

Thundered!

Bang Bang Bang!

The four of them fought quickly in the air, whether it was Qin Tian, or Peter, the god of thunder, or those two loose cultivators, each of them surpassed the speed of sound.

Then, in the eyes of the other Huaxia martial artists, they could only see the golden rays, as well as the thunder that fell from the sky, and the attacks issued by the two scattered cultivators.

Every collision will produce terrifying impact energy, full of energy, and the mountain rock will crack.

Although the three of Thunder God Peter combined, they still didn't want to come to Qin Tian, but they temporarily delayed him.

In this way, precious time was left for the Blood Butcher Brandt to heal.

An even greater power of light surged through Brandt's body, and the brilliant light even covered his body.

Then, his breath began to grow stronger.

"God of Light, give me strength!" The next moment, a roar of rage came from the brilliant light.

Then, Brant's breath was even more powerful, and the brilliant white light was even more dazzling and wider.

There is no doubt that he is once again performing some kind of secret technique of the Holy See, and all of this is obviously used to increase his strength.

Now.

When Brant borrowed this precious time to heal his injuries and improve his strength, the battle between Qin Tian and Thor, Peter, directly entered the white heat.

It was also against the thunder god Peter again, and Qin Tian finally burst out all the anger he had suppressed.

He didn't have to think about it, he knew that these guys came to attack the villa in the middle of the mountain this time, it must be a plan by the Nordic gods, and it was also the Nordic gods, a year ago, he was almost blown up.

Now, under the new hatred and old hatred, Qin Tian has decided that it is impossible for this thunder god Peter to let him leave alive.

Less than a minute.

Of those two scattered cultivators, a giant hammer was split into pieces by Qin Tian's great dragon knife, and its head was cut off.

The other, Qin Tian used a fist blade that exceeded twice the speed of sound, and hit the heart fiercely, shattering the internal organs and dying.

And Peter, the thunder god, Qin Tian once again pinched his trick, triggered the purple thunder in the sky, and blasted it into the ground, although he couldn't kill it, he was definitely seriously injured, and he couldn't get up for a while to continue fighting.

After temporarily resolving the three of them, Qin Tian then looked in the direction of the Blood Butcher Brandt.

Although it's only a minute.

However, at this moment, Brant has changed dramatically again.

The biggest change was that the scepter of light he was holding in his hand was gone, and in its place, it was still a cross sword.

However, this sword is not the cross-light saber that I was holding just now.

Rather, it was a sword that was two people tall, similar to the kind of ancient Roman guards, and the sword was condensed with the power of light, like flames and the like.

With each sword slash, a mighty light surged, tearing through the sky and emitting a thunderous roar.

"Oh, another quasi-spiritual weapon?" Seeing this sword, Qin Tian's eyebrows raised slightly.

He saw it and felt that the quality of the giant sword in the other party's hand was still not as good as the big dragon knife in his hand, but it was higher than Peter's hammer of Thor, and even higher than the mace of the werewolf clan.

Power, naturally higher.

However, even so, Qin Tian still didn't take it to heart.

In front of the big dragon knife, any quasi-spiritual weapon is spicy chicken!

(End of chapter)