Zhao Kuo's raid, in Li Qian's opinion, is clearly an act of grabbing merit!

Chutian is the head of the fish stall, and he has learned three or five moves of the market gangsters' loose hand boxing method, and it is likely that he has not even been able to cultivate 'Wu Yuan'. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As disciples of Bailu Academy, the basic conditions for Li Qian, Zhao Kuo and others to get started are not only age, but one of them is a hundred years of martial arts cultivation. Killing Chu Tian with their strength is undoubtedly a big stone smashing eggs, smashing a quasi-child!

Not only Li Qian, but the other four white-clothed youths also snorted in a depressed mood.

Zhao Kuo heard the cold snort of several of his fellow disciples, he laughed loudly, and the strength of his sword was strengthened a little. The sword light tore through the air, making a cracking sound, and a half-foot long blue light spit out on the tip of the sword, and the blue light exploded, turning into a cold plum and blooming in the air.

The advanced sword technique of the Dajin Egret Academy "Xuemei Sword Jue", the sword light is like snow, the sword qi is differentiated like the five out of the cold plum, the sword is steep but elegant and dusty, quite the 'gentleman' style advocated by the Egret Academy.

Chu Tian stood in the river water, his gaze swept over Li Qian and the others like a knife.

There was still a trace of blood on the long sword in Li Qian's hand, and the white satin boots on his feet were splashed with a few beads of blood, and the blood was rippling open, as if a few blood-colored plum blossoms had fallen on the white snow.

Not surprisingly, someone died in the courtyard outside.

Looking at the height of the sun, those big men under Chu Tian had already gone to the fish market dock to preside over the fish market, and the people who were killed could only be those servants hired by Chu Tian.

"You guys, damn it!" Chu Tian roared lightly, his right hand shook, and the bronze eight-sided sword in the cowhide arm guard slid out silently. With a few 'sonorous' sounds, a blue light erupted from Chu Tian's hand, colliding fiercely with Zhao Kuo's sword light.

The two cyan sword lights collided and entangled, making a piercing sound of metal rubbing. A little spark splashed down, Zhao Kuo suddenly exclaimed, Chu Tian's steps were extremely strange, and he took a step forward, and then took a step, and the cyan sword light in his hand smashed five cold lights that were as dazzling as plum blossoms, and stabbed straight into Zhao Kuo's chest.

Chu Tian's sword momentum was extremely fast and ruthless, like a country-seeking assassin in a heavy siege, each sword had no advance or retreat, and the dignified killing intent was almost condensed into substance. In front of Chu Tian's murderous sword momentum, Zhao Kuo's gorgeous and cold Xuemei sword technique was like a tender branch under a firewood knife, and it only lasted for a flick of his fingers before it was shattered.

A blood sword spurted out seven or eight feet away, and Chu Tian's eight-sided sword pierced through Zhao Kuo's chest, and a bright sword blade leaked out from behind him.

Zhao Kuo's face was distorted, staring at Chu Tian with boundless despair and horror.

How can this footwork, this swordsmanship, be the means that a fish market stall should have?

Chu Tian's chest bulged, looking at Zhao Kuo with a frightened face, a tiger roar erupted, and a white air explosion could be seen spewing out of Chu Tian's mouth with the naked eye, like a stone bullet from a trebuchet smashing heavily into Zhao Kuo's chest.

Zhao Kuo spurted a mouthful of blood more than a foot high, his body was like a leaf falling in the wind, and he was blasted backwards by the roar of the Chutian Tiger, and smashed heavily under Li Qian's feet. Large patches of blood continued to spurt out of Zhao Kuo's mouth, staining Li Qian's clothes and boots as white as snow.

"Kill him, take revenge!" Zhao Kuo grabbed Li Qian's feet and neck with his left hand, roared hoarsely, his body twitched violently, and his eyes fell to the ground, without any breath.

A cool breath rushed from the soles of Li Qian's feet to the door of their heads, and they aimed their swords at Chu Tian in unison, and they didn't say anything for a long time.

Although Zhao Kuo is stingy and likes to express himself, everyone knows his careful thinking, he has always wanted to overpower Li Qian and become the first big disciple under Zhou Liuyun Sect to be awarded the True Law Thunder Seal.

But Zhao Kuo was born in a family of giant merchants in the Great Jin Dynasty, and the flowers and brocade and the fire and cooking oil could not describe the wealth of the Zhao Kuo family. He laid the foundation at the age of five, and at the age of nine, he had a sense of qi, and under the accumulation of countless elixirs, Zhao Kuo cultivated 'Wu Yuan' at the age of ten.

At the age of ten, he obtained 'Wu Yuan' and officially entered the martial arts, which can be called 'excellent'. Zhao Kuo's family was overjoyed, and the mountain-like gold and silver continued to be smashed, and they bought all kinds of pills and elixirs to assist in cultivation and poured them into Zhao Kuo.

He is half a year younger than Li Qian, but Zhao Kuo's martial arts cultivation is the strongest among the six people, Zhao Kuo, who is less than twenty years old, has three hundred and forty years of martial arts cultivation, and among the tens of thousands of beginner disciples in the White Egret Academy, this age and this kind of cultivation are enough to break into the top three hundred.

With such a cultivation, he was actually killed by Chu Tian's sword!

"You, Chu Tian, the head of the White Python River Fish Market?" Li Qian looked at Chu Tian cautiously, and asked with a hint of fear.

Chu Tian waved the eight-sided sword, quickly handed the sword to his left hand, and moved his right hand vigorously, especially the five fingers of his right hand that were numb and tingling.

Zhao Kuo had been accumulating strength for a long time and had a pure heart raid, and he had just used all his strength in a round of onslaught.

Chu Tian hurriedly responded to the battle, and only had time to use Xiao Ban Xiu, as soon as the two swords were staggered, Chu Tian's arm shook violently, and the eight-sided sword was almost shocked by Zhao Kuo.

Fortunately, Chu Tian has been working hard since he was a child, and his steel and iron bones are almost soaked in the medicine jar, he barely grabbed the hilt of the sword, and even broke through the middle palace with his puppet sword, and slashed Zhao Kuo under the sword.

Seeing Li Qian ask so cautiously, Chu Tian was happy to have time to soothe his muscles. He replied very sincerely: "I, Chutian, the head of the White Python River Fish Market. Do you think your companion died too easily?"

Nodding, Chu Tian looked at Li Qian very seriously and said, "His cultivation is much stronger than mine, and his sword technique is also extremely exciting, obviously from an extremely clever inheritance. But he never seemed to be fighting with anyone, and when he was fighting to the death, he still had a hint of showmanship, but I wanted to fight with him. ”

Spreading out his hands, Chu Tian said with a smile: "So, he died, and I survived." ”

Li Qian and the four fellow disciples were shocked.

Zhao Kuo with a hint of pretentious emotion?

They only regarded this mission as a pleasure in the mountains and rivers, thinking that they would be able to catch it as soon as they made a move.

If Zhao Kuo hadn't made the first move just now, if it was them, would the result be different?

Cold sweat was pouring down, and Li Qian felt that the flesh all over his body was stiff.

If he had personally shot it just now, then the ending would have been no different between him and Zhao Kuo. He also had a hint of pretentiousness, he also didn't take Chu Tian seriously, if he made a move, he would definitely be killed by Chu Tian with a sword.

Taking a deep breath and putting away all the emotions of contempt in his heart, Li Qian said in a deep voice: "Junior disciples, beware, this fang is fierce and vicious, and it is not an easy person. He plotted against Senior Brother Zhao Kuo by shameless means, we must avenge this revenge, otherwise what kind of face do we have to go to see Master Zhou?"

Chu Tian quietly took two steps back, retreating to a place waist-deep in the river.