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Chapter 45: The Death of Ten Thousand Thunders

At this time, Zhou Tian wanted to know more and more how Wan Lei's blindness method was used?

The three of them walked leisurely and didn't interact much with each other. Zhou Tian only thought about two things at this time. One was what the thing he wanted to take was, and the second was that he had been out for so long.

Youyou and her father are still fine in Beimo.

And this spring in Dongchu, the sunshine is far no better than that in Beimo. The sky is turbid, and it always looks like it's going to rain. The cold wind keeps blowing, and every time it blows through Zhou Tian's body, he will feel a wave of cold wind.

A chill came over my heart.

Although it was a cover-up, the climate and sky did not change. He looked up at the dim sky, and his mood was naturally not much better. He looked forward with furrowed brows, not knowing which way he was going, and felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

Suddenly a ray of cold light flashed across, and an extremely sharp scimitar instantly tore through this blindness, and the original appearance of the street appeared in front of Zhou Tian without any concealment.

The scimitar was obviously heading towards him again. Zhou Tian was still the same, dodging easily with all his senses. However, the people behind him were not so lucky. An old lady was hit by the scimitar and fell down.

Go down.

"Master, be careful!"

Xu Qingnian threw Zhou Tian away, and several scimitars struck at Lao Xu like a rain of arrows.

I saw a blue light appear around his body again, and what was different from last time was that there were some golden runes on the blue light, which were somewhat similar to the runes on Mr. Hu's Xuantian Infinite Ruler.

Sure enough, when countless scimitars passed by Lao Xu, their backs collapsed into pieces.

Looking at the scimitar fragments on the ground, Zhou Tian stared fiercely ahead.

At this time, Wan Lei also opened the folding fan, and the meaning of Bagua appeared on his chest again, but the shape was larger than just in front of Shichun Tower.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be someone from Haotian Pavilion.

"Haotian Pavilion spies? How did these people break through the city defense? All the heavy soldiers defending the city are at the Qi Zun level. Could it be..."

Wan Lei was a little hesitant, looked at Xu Qingnian and Zhou Tian behind him, and said loudly: "Old Xu, you take your young master and leave first. These Haotian Pavilion spies are probably coming for him."

After hearing this, Xu Qingnian curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, squinted his eyes and said disdainfully: "Humph, the spies of Haotian Pavilion are just a bunch of ants, there is no need to hide."

Then, Xu Qingnian was seen pushing the blue beam of light around his body with both palms. In an instant, the beam of light converged, like hundreds of blue swords, and pierced towards the spies of Haotian Pavilion.

For a moment, strong winds blew up all around, and the originally chaotic sky became even more eerie and terrifying, as if falling into hell. The people hid one after another when they saw this, and the fear emanating from their eyes was as if they were about to be devoured by a demon.

This time, although only seven or eight Haotian Pavilion spies came, they were different from the past. They had no intention of running away, and instead stood stiffly motionless.

Zhou Tian was blown back step by step by the strong wind. He covered his eyes with his hands, looked ahead, and shouted to Xu Qingnian: "Old Xu, look at those spies, they are a little different from the ones you have seen before."

After hearing this, Xu Qingnian took a careful look and found nothing strange.

When I looked again in the blink of an eye, I saw a mass of darkness in front of me, and the blue beams of light traveling back and forth were like thunder and lightning dancing wildly.

Wan Lei wanted to do it in one go, so he changed the direction of the Eight Diagrams on his chest and pressed against the group of spies from top to bottom. Although the strong wind continued, the sound of bones being squeezed could be heard clearly.

Then, Wan Lei walked slowly towards Xu Qingnian and smiled: "I thought that if we fought with them, we would ignore your young master, but I didn't expect that you would use your special skills, haha."

Xu Qingnian nodded and put his hands on his hips: "Huh, these bastards should be the puppets of Haotian Pavilion, otherwise they would have run away long ago..."

"I just don't know how they got in."

Wan Lei thought that his gossip and Xu Qingnian's actions, whether it was a puppet or something, should be no big deal.

"Wan Lei, be careful!"

Unexpectedly, a machete flew over. Xu Qingnian wanted to stop it, but it was so fast that it was too late.

"puff!"

The strong wind swept up the blood in Wan Lei's mouth. He knelt on the ground and saw that the scimitar went straight through his chest. The force was just right and it did not penetrate.

In less than a day, Wan Lei died in front of his eyes. Although Zhou Tian had no deep contact with him, he still felt sorry for his death.

He gradually clenched his fists and wanted to rush up to have a look, but Xu Qingnian pulled him back.

"Master, the knife just now was not made by these spies. There should be masters behind it. It's better to be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and everything around him seemed to have returned to calm. The corpse of the Haotian Pavilion spy in front of him had turned into ashes and scattered in the wind. A thick smell of blood slowly drifted into Zhou Tian's nose.

.

He waved his sleeves and saw only a ball of blood-stained dust not far ahead.

These spies were defeated by the combined efforts of Xu Qingnian and Wan Lei...

At this time, a person slowly walked out of the dissipating dust mist. The scimitar inserted in Wan Lei's chest instantly loosened from his body and retreated into the person's hand in an instant.

Still wearing the same outfit, black armor and golden mask, but the aura is completely different.

"Long time no see, Xu Qingnian!"

This person spoke very softly, and you couldn't hear what he was saying if you didn't listen carefully.

Zhou Tian tried hard to see clearly, but the receding dust mist was still a bit cloudy.

Xu Qingnian stretched out his arm to block Zhou Tian behind him.

But Zhou Tian didn't want to stay behind anyone. He slowly lowered Lao Xu's arm and said sideways: "Lao Xu, who is this person?"

"If your guess is correct, this person should be a member of Haotian Pavilion."

"Come and take a seat?"

"It's Sunday, right? I talked to you that day, do you still remember?"

This person asked suddenly, which made Zhou Tian a little surprised. After listening carefully, he found out why his voice had changed again.

After thinking deeply for a moment, he suddenly remembered that someone from Haotian Pavilion had spoken to him on the way to Ye Mansion that day.

"You are the one who wants to take the soul-eating blood beads. It turns out you are here!"

After hearing this, Xu Qingnian said softly: "Master, you'd better stay back first. The people sitting in Haotian Pavilion are all top-notch masters. They are not like spies. They practice all tricks and witchcraft. If you are not careful, you will be killed."

Not to mention Qi King, Qi Huang might be ruined by him."

Lao Xu's rhetoric inevitably made Zhou Tian feel alarmist.

He himself is not a qi cultivator, at least not now. Since the person opposite is not either, there is nothing to fear.

After thinking about it, stand up and walk forward with your head held high.

"Master! You!"

Xu Qingnian's pupils were dilated. Old Xu, who had lived for decades and had never been afraid of anything, was so frightened by Zhou Tian's move that he shook his whole body.

Zhou Tian clenched his fists and stared angrily ahead, not slacking off at all.

"My mother's death was all because of you Haotian Pavilion. Since you are a guest of Haotian Pavilion, you will taste my fist first today."

After a loud cry, Zhou Tian jumped into the air and punched out with powerful fists. Four golden dragons suddenly appeared behind him and roared past, heading directly towards the front to sit down.

Xu Qingnian knew that it was too late no matter how much he tried to persuade him, so he looked intently and saw that Zhou Tian's four golden dragons were more stable than before.

"Young Master's Tiger Shape Dragon Intention Fist has actually improved again..."

But Haotian Pavilion's sitting didn't notice his boxing skills at all, and he had no intention of dodge.

Zhou Tian was startled, the four golden dragons actually turned into nothing in front of him and turned into four streams of black smoke curling up.

This was Zhou Tian's full strength. If it were anyone else, even Qi Zun would have avoided it a little, but this Haotian came to resolve it so easily.

Zhou Tian squatted on the ground incomprehensibly, stared at his hands and muttered to himself: "Why is my Tiger Shape Dragon Yi Fist so weak?"

Zhou Tian suddenly lost his confidence, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

"Master!"

Xu Qingnian shouted anxiously.

Zhou Tian didn't hear anything. Suddenly, he thought of Mr. Su in the dream, so he gradually concentrated and closed his eyes...

"Why are you here again! You don't bring any wine every time you come here. You know clearly that I have an empty jar of wine every day. It's really..."

Mr. Su saw him appearing in front of the pavilion again, looking a little irritating and frowning at him.

When Zhou Tian heard Mr. Su's voice, he immediately opened his eyes and saw that he had changed into a green gown, making him even more handsome.

"Mr. Su, we are facing a huge crisis now. That person from Haotian Pavilion has appeared. Please teach me how to defeat him?"

Zhou Tian said something urgently, but Mr. Su looked at him calmly.

"I know that what you and Lao Xu are facing is Haotian Pavilion's presence, but it's no big deal. With Xu Qingnian's cultivation, it's easy to defeat him. You just hide behind him. Why are you asking for trouble?"

Mr. Su's words made Zhou Tian very angry.

He walked to the pavilion, looked at Mr. Su lying on the stone chair, and pulled him up out of anger.

"How could I keep hiding behind Lao Xu? I came out this time just to prove myself and to succeed in my studies. If I keep hiding behind others, why do I have to come out and why do I have to enter the academy!"

"Fortunately, he said that he knew my mother. His mother's son is about to die in front of me, and he still says such sarcastic words. In this case, I will not beg you again, just let me die!"

"

After that, he sat down with one foot on the stone chair and the other hanging around casually.

When Mr. Su heard what he said, he was almost angry to death, and his fair face instantly turned blue.

"You little brat, you!"

Zhou Tian pouted, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and remained silent.

"Okay, okay, if I owe you, you can hit the Tiger Shape Dragon Intention Fist again and let me see."

Zhou Tian was stunned, thinking that it was a fire outside, so he wanted to see how I boxed, and he was breathing heavily from his nostrils, making him even more angry.

"Oh, don't worry. Every time you enter a meditative dreamland, real time will stop, but it can't stop indefinitely. You bastard, hurry up..."

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