The air was filled with a tense atmosphere. The men in black moved forward, but the middle-aged man in white waved his left hand and said," You can leave." The difference between you and him is too great."
Finished talking, he turned to Qin Tian again."Little friend, do you really want to meddle in this matter?"”The faint smile on his face revealed a sinister and murderous intent.
The corners of Qin Tian's mouth similarly curled up, a faint smile surfacing. However, the smile revealed an unquestionable and a trace of calmness. "I only want my compensation. As for how you guys settle it, it has nothing to do with me.”After saying that, he turned to the uneasy youth." Give me the pen. This is the compensation you should give me.”That faint smile carried a trace of trust, passing it on to Tang San young master.
Third young master Tang didn't say anything else and handed the pen he held tightly in his arms to Qin Tian. Perhaps it was from Qin Tian's faint smile that he noticed a trace of kindness, perhaps it was easier for him to retrieve this pen with Qin Tian, perhaps he could only choose to believe Qin Tian.
He reached out his hand and handed the pen over.
"Brat, how dare you!" The white-robed middle-aged man was no longer calm. The faint smile on his face had also disappeared. His expression changed rapidly, and his entire face was filled with coldness.
That flexible sword wrapped around his waist was like a poisonous snake, swiftly swimming, stabbing towards Tang San young master's hand that stretched out towards Qin Tian.
There was still a faint smile on the corners of Qin Tian's mouth, as if all of this was within his expectations. One of his hands emitted a white light as he wrapped it around the sword.
The previously unfailing softness of water seemed to have lost its effect today, unable to draw that sword away. That sword curled, bent, but its direction didn't change in the slightest, still winding towards Tang San young master's hand holding the brush.
The sword didn't move quickly. The tip of the sword was like a snake's tongue, and the blade was like a snake's body, curling forward. Tang San young master's face revealed a terrified expression, but he couldn't avoid it.
The faint smile on the corners of Qin Tian's mouth disappeared, and his expression became somewhat solemn. The power of the softness of water that was released from his body was like a clay ox entering the sea. It had no effect at all and could not stop the sword from advancing.
The body of the sword passed through Qin Tian's arm and circled Qin Tian's arm in the middle of the sword, like a snake circling around. Qin Tian's hand was unable to pull his hand out at this time at all.
At this moment, Qin Tian mobilized the line of fire in the Taiji Diagram in his dantian. His entire hand that was entangled by the sword suddenly turned fiery red. Traces of fire sparks appeared on his fist and splashed onto the sword, bringing with it a sizzling sound, as if something was being roasted.
The momentum of the sword remained unchanged.
Qin Tian's wrist flipped, and his entire fist descended.
The sound of metal clashing rang out where the sword and fist met.
That snake like sword suddenly straightened, as if it wouldn't retract until it stabbed Tang San's hand.
Qin Tian's other hand suddenly raised at this time, and his fingers formed a blade. Golden light overflowed from where the palm blade was.
He struck the hilt of the sword fiercely.
This sword was struck down rapidly by Qin Tian's palm blade, but the sword's momentum was already there, when the sword fell, it cut Tang San young master's arm, bringing up a rain of blood.
When the sword descended, the white-robed middle-aged man withdrew his sword.
The blade was as straight as the middle-aged man's solemn face.
Putting away his sword and standing, the white-clothed middle-aged man's expression was somewhat grave. He did not understand why Qin Tian's True Qi could transform in an instant, from water-attribute True Qi to fire-attribute True Qi. If he was not careful for a moment, he almost caused his Spirit Serpent Sword to suffer a loss.
"By taking this pen, you're going to make a feud with our Treasure Trove Pavilion and protect this mischievous brat.”
The corners of Qin Tian's mouth seemed to always have that faint smile, as if he would never get angry.
"The pen is now in my hands, so it's mine. As for you wanting to take it away, that depends on your ability.”After saying that, he turned back to look at the carriage.
Beside the car window, Qin Tian's mother did not seem to care about this matter at all. She still sat there minding her own business and looked at the sky quietly. Qin Tian could not help but feel a little heartache.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly as she smiled faintly. Her eyes slowly turned melancholic and cold as she stared coldly at the middle-aged man in white.
The white-clothed middle-aged man gently pressed his sword down." I am Chang Baizhang of Treasure Gathering Pavilion, the manager of this branch. I advise you to mind your own business.”
Qin Tian did not speak. He stretched out a finger and crooked it at the other party. His meaning was very obvious. If you want to take the pen, beat me first.
The white-robed middle-aged man's sword moved.
Circle after circle spread forward. It looked very slow, but it was actually very fast. It was like a sword jumping in the air. In an instant, the tip of the sword was about to slash in front of Qin Tian.
The strong wind created by the sword circle did not dissipate. It was all in the circle created by the sword. It whistled like rolling spring thunder.
Qin Tian's body suddenly fell backwards. Just as his back was about to touch the ground, one of his toes suddenly bounced up like a silver hook, kicking towards the middle-aged man's wrist that was holding the sword.
The middle-aged man's wrist flipped, his elbow pointing downwards, fiercely tapping on the tip of Qin Tian's toes.
Qin Tian supported himself with both hands on the ground. With a pigeon flip, he stood up. His left foot drew a half-circle, and his right foot swiftly stepped forward. The ground shook with a rumble from this Qin Tian's foot, and both fists suffused golden light as he directly pounced towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man held the sword with both hands. The sword became straight, forming a straight line, meeting Qin Tian's fists.
At the point of contact between the two fists and the sword, layers of halos rippled and spread out, shaking some of the gambling shop assistants who were watching the battle.
Third young master Tang was also flung far away from Qin Tian, a wooden box in his hand falling down, falling at Qin Tian's feet.
The curtains of the carriage fluttered in all directions. Qin Tian's mother used her hand to hold her hair. She did not care about Qin Tian's battle at all, as if this person had nothing to do with him.
The bearded man had already run to the other side of the carriage to hide.
White light flashed at the edge of the sword. The middle-aged man held the sword with both hands and fiercely slashed down.
This sword was very fast. Those particles in the air did not have time to dodge. They were cut into fine beads by the sword and scattered to the two sides of the sword. Qin Tian raised his legs and bent his knees. Like a child worshipping the Goddess of Mercy, he put his hands together and held the middle-aged man's hands. He sent them forward. The middle-aged man's sword pointed upwards and was about to miss.
The middle-aged man in white shouted,"Spirit Snake, spit out your tongue!"”
The entire sword body became soft. The tip of the sword pointed downwards, piercing straight towards Qin Tian's chest.
Qin Tian separated his hands and knocked on the sword hilt with one hand.
The sound of metal clashing rang out in all directions. The golden light in his hand made contact with the sword hilt, and a few golden stars emitted like fireworks.
The middle-aged man raised his leg and kicked.
Qin Tian raised his right foot at the same time.
The two legs collided, and a rumbling sound rang out.
The dust and dead leaves on the ground flew everywhere.
After the two legs crossed, the two of them quickly separated.
The man in white quickly put away his sword and hid it somewhere. He was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, looking for an opportunity to attack.
"If I can't even defeat you like this, where did you come from?”The man in white saw that although Qin Tian was not old, he was at least a Xiantian warrior like him. This was the territory of the Mysterious Sect. He probably came down from the Mysterious Sect. Doing business in other people's territory, he still had to give some face.
"What's wrong? I'm not playing anymore. I'll take the pen and the person. I still need someone to drive.”Qin Tian did not answer his question at all.
The middle-aged man stared at Qin Tian's eyes. Who cares where he came from? Our Treasure Gathering Pavilion's reputation cannot be lost. This place is also a place where our Treasure Gathering Pavilion gathers treasures, so how can we let a youth snatch away our treasures? Then who will come to gamble in the future? If I can't gather any treasures, how can I return to the pavilion and explain myself? No matter, as long as he killed them all, no one would know.
The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale, as if his entire face was covered with a layer of frost. Coupled with his white clothes and sinister eyes, he looked like the White Impermanence of the Yama Hall.
The white-clothed person's hands formed claws, and his entire body soared into the sky, bringing along a gust of chilly wind as he pounced over at incomparable speed.
Qin Tian was only twelve years old. He was considered tall, but he was only about 1.5 meters tall. The middle-aged man was almost 1.8 meters tall. He leaped into the air and rushed towards Qin Tian like an eagle catching a chick.
Qin Tian lifted his leg and kicked, his entire foot meeting the white-clothed person's claws.
There seemed to be endless cold air inside the claw. At the point where Qin Tian and the claw came into contact, ice flowers formed. It made the blood in Qin Tian's entire body seem to flow somewhat unsmoothly. The foot that he raised became somewhat stiff.
That sword appeared out of nowhere at this time, the tip of the sword pointing straight at Qin Tian's face. That foot of Qin Tian's was somewhat stiff, wanting to retreat but unable to twitch.
Traces of cold air on the sword tip made Qin Tian's face twitch a little.
The surrounding crowd had already hidden far away, but they could still feel waves of cold air.
Qin Tian drew a semicircle with his left hand and his right hand protecting his chest. His left hand was the true qi of the Feng Shui Art, and his right hand was the true qi of the Metal Element Technique. He directly displayed the Taiji Diagram in his dantian.
The two hands crossed each other and revolved non-stop, but after all, Qin Tian had entered the Upper Sky Realm for too short a time, and his power was not as deep as the white-robed man. The cold air emitted by the sword seemed to have formed a cold world, and the tip of the sword kept spinning, vowing to stab into Qin Tian's chest before stopping. It pierced the Taiji Diagram formed by Qin Tian's hands until it made a loud noise. In the next moment, it was about to stab in.
Qin Tian's entire body's internal energy had been mobilized. A fiery red line appeared in his eyes and suddenly jumped out of his eyes, forming a dragon-shaped curve. It joined the Taiji Diagram formed by the golden and white gas, splitting the golden and white Genuine Qi into two. The rotation speed of the Taiji Diagram suddenly increased, and it was no longer clear. It was impossible to tell which side was golden and which side was white. Only the fire line in the middle was so obvious, as if there was no movement, standing in the center of the Taiji Diagram.
The sword and the diagram collided in a rotating manner. There was not much sound, but it stirred up layers of air currents, and the branches on the ground spun up.
A wooden box smashed into Qin Tian's arm in the process of rising along with the air wave.
A fingernail-sized metal piece fell down and landed on Qin Tian's arm. It was very heavy.
It unexpectedly pressed down on Qin Tian's hand, causing it to sink. The Taiji Diagram slid down, and the sword deviated from the Taiji Diagram. The sword blade brushed past the edge of the Taiji Diagram and stabbed in.
That fingernail-sized iron piece followed Qin Tian's sliding arm and collided with the Taiji Diagram that Qin Tian had evolved. Suddenly, it became larger and suffused an earthen yellow light. The entire iron piece stood on the Taiji Diagram like a tall shield.
The spinning sword stabbed into the shield and could no longer move forward.
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