Chapter 72

Qiu, you must wash it with blood.

Along the way, Meng Lei's figure kept circling in his mind. With his burly body and silly smile, Qin Tian regarded Meng Lei as a brother and close brother from the bottom of his heart.

Meng Lei fell down the back cliff and his life and death were uncertain. He thought that his anger was rising. Every step he took, his body exuded a cold air. The cold derived a strong sense of killing, which shocked the world and filled the whole Qin family with boundless killing prison.

Stepping into the gate of the Qin family, the guard led the way in fear. His legs were particularly weak when walking. He kept playing with his hands. The panic in his heart made him unable to calm down.

Just half a minute after leaving, Qin Ren rushed up with dozens of Qin family disciples. These disciples are the elite and mainstay of the Qin family, all of whom are the peak of smart realm and have good strength.

With them, Qin Ren looked confident and proud, pointed to Qin Tian and said, "it's him. Take it for me."

"Qin Tian..."

"Why him?"

Dozens of Qin disciples hesitated for a moment. Many people didn't move. Only a few people surrounded Qin Tian.

In the first World War of the family invitational tournament three years ago, they regarded Qin Tian as their idol and the goal of cultivation and pursuit. They still remember that gorgeous battle, as if it were yesterday.

Now seeing Qin Tian, some people look excited. How powerful is it to stay in the Kunlun Mountains for three years and come out alive?

The fiery eyes made them ignore Qin Ren's existence, which made Qin Ren very unhappy and shouted, "didn't you hear it?"

"He is a traitor of the Qin family. What are you doing? Kill him for me."

Qin Ren was angry and stared at several disciples with surprise in their eyes. Their fanatical expression made him very unhappy.

Qin Tian smiled faintly and looked at dozens of Qin family disciples. He was relieved and secretly paid, "it seems that the Qin family has not been corrupted to the point of hopelessness."

"You are all the elites of the Qin family. Compared with most of you, I have seen my strength. I don't want to hurt you. Don't force me to do it..."

"However, you..." Qin Tian sneered, pointed to Qin Ren with one hand and said, "I will die!"

The word "must die" bit so hard that Qin Ren almost fell to the ground. He just felt like a huge ice skate inserted into his heart.

The fat body began to tremble, sweating, his face suddenly turned pale, gasped heavily, and scolded, "do you,, do you want to rebel? Dare to disobey my orders, I think you are impatient..."

"Hum!"

With a cold drink, Qin Tian suddenly stretched out his right hand and released strong Qigong in the palm. Qigong burst out madly and condensed into a huge hand. The huge hand was gently grasped in the air. Qin Ren's body was suddenly out of control and rushed directly towards the huge hand.

"Help, help, help, help!"

Qin Ren shouted hard. None of the disciples around came forward. It's not that they didn't want to save, but that they were completely shocked by Qin Tian. Qigong can be condensed into a giant hand. Although it's not condensed into soldiers in the realm of refining Gang, I'm afraid Qigong cultivation has reached the realm of refining gang.

Qigong level reaches the realm of refining vigorous!?

Their eyes were more fanatical, their dedication to cultivation and their awe of the strong. At this time, they didn't regard Qin Tian as a traitor of the Qin family, but a strong man above.

And they believe that even if all the people here add up, they will not be Qin Tian's opponent.

Qin Tian's momentum alone made it difficult for them to move.

For them, Qin Tian is very powerful.

Qin Ren was gently lifted up, struggling all over his body. He tried his best to call, but he couldn't make any sound. He was more and more afraid and panicked in his eyes. At this time, he knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't offend.

But it's too late.

"Stop!"

A vigorous roar sounded.

Then, a powerful momentum came to Qin Tian's face. Qin Tian frowned and looked at it. The crowd automatically retreated. His eyes were like fire. He stared coldly at Qin xiangtian in the distance. His face showed a cold sneer and was full of provocation. Then, he drank coldly, "explosion!"

"Pooh!"

Qin Ren's head was instantly crushed, half of his body fell down, slowly atrophied, and finally became a mummy. A drop of blood was not sprayed out. It was very strange.

At the moment when his head was broken, the blood essence of his whole body was sucked away by Qin Tian's blood Demon Armor. For a time, the blood on the blood Demon Armor wriggled and flowed gently, flashing a dark red light. At this time, it was enchanting to the extreme.

The blood Demon Armor absorbs people's blood essence, which Qin Tian noticed for the first time.

However, the blood Demon Armor was slightly stronger after absorbing Qin Ren's blood essence. Its momentum was somewhat different from that before.

The blood Demon Armor is a top-grade spirit weapon with spirituality. Looking at its recent changes, Qin Tian concluded that it is an armor that can be upgraded independently by absorbing human blood essence.

"Unexpectedly, I'll let you absorb enough today..."

"Bold thief, how dare you be so arrogant in the Qin family!"

A young man beside Qin xiangtian drank coldly, waved his long sword and killed him quickly.

Liu Donglai, the senior disciple of Qin xiangtian, Juling level 4.

The fourth level of gathering spirits may be a good cultivation achievement in the Qin family, but it seems to Qin Tian that it is a dead man.

He stared at Qin xiangtian without looking at Liu Dong. He completely ignored his existence The naked insult suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and outlined the smile of death. Soon, his body shook and disappeared out of thin air.

A sword pierced the air, and Liu Donglai's heart was shocked. He carried out more magnificent Qigong. The long sword flew out and turned into countless sword shadows to cover his whole body. Only Qin Tian dared to get close and would die under ten thousand swords.

This move can be attacked and defended. It has great power. Even Qin xiangtian in the distance smiled with satisfaction. He hated very much and said, "Qin Tian, you little bastard, can come out of the Kunlun Mountains alive. Today I want to avenge my dead son. I will not break you into pieces and swear not to be a man."

Liu Donglai believes in his own strength too much. In his heart, Qin Tian has practiced for three years and will not exceed the spirit gathering level. How can he escape his ten thousand sword killing array?

Some people don't know how to die.

Liu Donglai is such a person.

A gust of cold wind blew, and countless sword shadows in the air suddenly disappeared.

Liu Donglai was pale and his eyes were dull. He looked ahead and couldn't believe it. He looked down at his chest. There was a hole, a bloody hole.

There was a faint white air on the hole. Then, the blood essence of the whole body flowed back and all rushed to the hole in the chest. Liu Dong showed a painful color. His pupils were loose. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't lift any strength, as if the God of death was strangling his neck.

In an instant, there were more mummies on the ground.