"Happy Three Swords!!"

A sword with a dragon roar surged away like a scourge.

Before Shaoxuan could wake up from the broken three-headed two-edged fork, he was awakened by a terrifying dragon roar.

Looking at the rushing sword energy, Shao Xuan jumped forward and jumped back. The sword force brushed against his armor, and half of the armor was instantly cut off.

"What on earth is this sword of yours?"

Looking at his broken three-headed two-edged fork, and the half piece of armor that was cut off, Shao Xuan revealed A look of horror.

This three-headed two-edged fork was an artifact that had been with him for more than a hundred years. It had never suffered any damage, but today it was broken by a rusty sword?

Not only that, the armor worn by the heavenly warriors is made of the same material as the Taibai Gold Hoshihara Gold Rope. It is flexible and very strong at the same time.

Ordinary weapons cannot penetrate these armors at all.

Could this tattered, rusty sword be a divine weapon?

Whoa——

Suddenly, a strong anger rose out of nowhere, and everyone felt a gloomy chill.

Even Qin Tian felt it.

He lowered his head along with the anger and discovered that the rusty blade of the Dragon Song Sword was wrapped in a flame-like aura.

If you feel it carefully, you can find that this anger is emanating from the Dragon Sword.

Once upon a time, the Dragon Yin Sword and Dao Zong dominated the three realms. Just the words "Dragon Yin Sword" could make many bigwigs in the three realms frightened.

However, because it was once left in the God Realm, and a thousand years later, it was ridiculed and scorned by a descendant, how could the Dragon Song Sword not be angry?

Plop——

The Dragon chanting sword beat in Qin Tian’s hand, and the anger of the sword spirit was transmitted from the hilt to Qin Tian’s palm, and then to his heart.

The blade of the sword ignited a ball of raging anger, making this extremely cold place feel a trace of heat, exuding a scarlet killing intent.

“Knock him down!”

The ethereal voice of Sword Spirit filled with rich anger reached Qin Tian’s mind.

The corners of Qin Tian’s mouth were slightly raised: “That’s what I had in mind, and I would like to test my cultivation results on him!”

After the words fell, he turned into He made a flash of fire and rushed in the direction of Shao Xuan.

“Humph, you don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”

Faced with the vigorous Qin Tian, Shaoxuan hummed.

For him, rushing forward like Qin Tian was the same as committing suicide.

Once it’s over, it’s just a matter of punching.

Just when Shaoxuan clenched his fists and prepared to attack, Qin Tian's steps became strange.

He stepped on the void and continuously changed his position in the air. The dragon chanting sword with blazing flames in his hand drew a pattern of the Big Dipper in the air.

"This is...the Seven Star Steps?"

Ao Bing was deeply shocked in his heart. These Seven Star Steps have been lost in the God Realm for at least a thousand years. For a long time, no one could make him come out.

This step is strange and unpredictable, and it is difficult to predict its next move. Once it is used, it will be difficult for the opponent to parry.

How could Brother Qin know this trick that has been lost for thousands of years?

Is it possible that Brother Qin was an immortal cultivator in ancient times?

Just as Ao Bing was shocked, Shao Xuan's face instantly became solemn, and his eyes followed Qin Tian's shaking figure.

Whoosh——

Before Shaoxuan could react, Qin Tian’s figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, a sword with a flaming sword. He struck down with a gesture.

"Not good!"

Shao Xuan shouted in his heart that something was not right, and quickly pinched his fingers to form a seal, and a faint green light lit up on his body.

When——

The Dragon Sword struck forward, making a muffled sound.

"Huh?" Qin Tian looked surprised, and there was something wrong with his voice.

After the light on Shaoxuan's body completely receded, Qin Tiancai discovered that there was an extra layer of translucent green armor on his body.

Qin Tian asked in surprise: "What is this?"

Although the sword just now did not use the power of the identity token, it still used it anyway. Seventy to eighty percent of the strength.

During the sea and land competition, the same sword destroyed the entire school grounds.

But looking back, Shao Xuan was safe and sound!

"This is..."

A heavenly soldier's eyes reflected the turquoise armor, and his expression was startled: "The black tortoise shell of the Xuanwu clan?"

The other heavenly soldiers showed excited and respectful eyes.

"I have long heard that the Xuanwu clan is not only a representative of strength, but also the strongest shield. The hardness of this Xuanwu clan is second only to the indestructible body of the Great Sage."

　“I didn’t expect to see the Marshal show off his black tortoise shell. Today is an eye-opener.”

　“Marshal! Marshal! Marshal!”

“ …”

Seeing Shao Xuan sacrifice the black tortoise shell, a worried look appeared on Ao Bing’s face again.

The astonishing brute strength of the Xuanwu clan is already a headache, coupled with the invulnerability of the Xuangui armor.

Moreover, Brother Qin consumed a lot of energy and physical strength last night. I am afraid it will be difficult for Brother Qin to decide the outcome with him in a short time.

Seeing that time is getting increasingly urgent, what should I do?

Ao Jiao jumped even more anxiously.

Listening to the cheers and looking at the nervous expressions on Ao Bing’s brother and sister, Shao Xuan’s lips showed a hint of pride.

"Qin Tian, ​​there is not much time left for you. I advise you to hand over the colorful stones quickly if you are wise."

"In front of my black tortoise shell, You have no chance of winning."

"Hey, why is there a white mark on the marshal's black tortoise shell?"

At this moment, a heavenly soldier pointed at Shaoxuan said over his left back shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Shaoxuan’s face suddenly darkened.

Another heavenly soldier heard this and retorted: "You fart, how could there be scratches on the marshal's tortoise shell? Dust must have fallen on it. Just blow it and it will be gone!"

　“Whoosh…”

After blowing it in one breath, the white marks not only did not subside, but became more obvious.

The soldier’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he was a little in disbelief: "Yuan, Marshal, it’s really a crack..."

"Pa!"


Tian Bing Covering his cheek, he pointed to his left shoulder behind his back with an aggrieved look and said, "But Marshal, there really is..."

Shao Xuan looked in the direction, his pupils dilated.

"How is it possible..."

This is the black tortoise shell that the Xuanwu clan is proud of, but it was scratched by a rusty sword?

And it was cut out by a stinky debt collector.

If this were spread, wouldn’t it be a loss of face in the future?

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "No chance of winning at all?"

Hearing this, Shao Xuan blushed with embarrassment. He had just said some harsh words and was slapped in the face.

The eyes of those heavenly soldiers also began to become suspicious.

Even if they didn’t say anything, Shao Xuan could still feel doubts in their eyes.

He gave Qin Tian a vicious look, became angry from embarrassment, stretched out his finger, and shouted angrily: "Everyone obeys my command, take him down and seize the colorful stone!"
< br /> "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of silver heavenly soldiers began to swarm forward and rushed towards Qin Tian.