Four female guards of Yin were more than three feet taller than Chu Tian. They were wearing silver armor and holding long halberds in their hands. When they were pressing towards Chu Tian side by side, they had the momentum of a group of burly men surrounding a child.

The silver protective divine light on their bodies flickered, and the feminine silver light was connected together, like a silver city wall crushing towards Chu Tian.

The green dragon sword spurted out from Chu Tian's palm, and a blue transparent sword light that looked like green glass was spewing out. Chu Tian raised his right hand and heard an extremely harsh sound of shattering silk. The blue sword energy tore open the protective divine light of the four female guards and suddenly stabbed in front of them.

On the golden lamp of Chutian's divine orifice, the bright moon shines brightly.

In Chu Tian's soul, runes formed by the unchanging moonlight were swirling and flying rapidly.

He naturally used the "Pifu Sword" power, but unlike the "Pifu Sword" that was rushing hard when he was in Yazhou, the "Pifu Sword" used by Chu Tian at this moment, he actually transformed into dozens of lifelike ghost shadows.

The numerous phantoms either took a step forward, jumped backward, took a step forward, or retreated backward about a ft. In this inch, it seemed like dozens of Chutians were casting the "Sword of the Man" at the same time!

The sword light that was like water and tide changed. Dozens of blue sword lights appeared in front of each female guard of Yin at the same time. These sword lights did not rush around like the previous "Peifu Sword", but circled and entangled, and countless changes appeared out of thin air.

The sword light was like a mountain, and it crushed it head-on.

The sword light was like water, and it came through the air at any time.

The sword light is as bright as the sun, and the magnificent and heroic frontal impact is astonishing as the sun.

The sword light is like a ghost, and it is incredible to guerrillas everywhere.

Just by a sword, the four elite female guards of Yin could not tell which figure was Chu Tian, ​​which sword light was the real killer move. Or, the sword light in the sky was all killer moves?

Lying in Yin Juer's arms, the three silver-haired foxes on their shoulders raised their heads at the same time, and their silver hair suddenly stood up. They felt the strong true meaning of the moon from Chu Tian, ​​which was far deeper, more broad, more unpredictable, and more mysterious true meaning of the moon!

A faint silver light lit up in the eyes of the three silver-haired foxes at the same time, and they looked at the dozens of afterimages of Chu Tian.

Each afterimage is lifelike, like a physical entity. No matter how the three old moon fox spirits use all their magical powers, they cannot tell that the figure is Chu Tian’s true body!

The three-headed silver-haired fox's body shook greatly, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

With a "puff" sound, a blood arrow was sprayed out from the necks of the four Yin female guards at the same time. Chu Tian tore open their body protection divine light with a sword and pierced through their throats. The vast blue sword edge poked out more than an inch from behind their necks, and the cold light shone everywhere, making everyone who saw this scene feel heartbroken.

"Armor is something to save your life, so don't be so beautiful!" Chu Tian looked at the four female guards of Yin who rolled their eyes and said sincerely: "Look, you are wearing heavy armor all over your body, but what kind of peach heart is there?"

Silver blood spurted out from the necks of the four female guards and flowed down the armor. The four females shook violently. They shouted shrillly, and suddenly raised their long halberds and poked them at Chu Tian.

The Qingjiao Sword sounded softly, and the four people shook their bodies at the same time. Their energy and spirit were squirting out of the wounds in their necks in a loud voice, and the Qingjiao Sword was instantly immersed in. The four long halberds with cold light were only three inches away from Chu Tian's body, but they were no longer able to fall.

"What a baby!" Chu Tian flicked his finger and threw the Qingjiao sword seven or eight feet high.

The Qingjiao Sword was spinning rapidly in the air happily, constantly making a crisp "ding" sound.

With his hand raised, the Qingjiao sword fell back into his hand. Chu Tian shook his left hand, four sets of heavy armor and four long spears were put into the bracelet at the same time. He walked up to Yin Juer, who had an ugly face.

"Yin Juer? The first time I heard Jin Ye say your name, I thought your name was made of leeks! I really didn't expect that you were made of leeks!" Looking at Yin Juer with a smile, Chu Tian asked curiously: "Is the origin of your name because your delicate body is like a coffin, burying countless heroes?"

Chu Tian’s words were full of jokes and even more frivolous.

Yin Juer's hands holding the silver-haired fox tightened slightly, almost pinching the neck of the fox in her arms. She smiled and said, "Young Master..."

Chu Tian interrupted Yin Juer's words, and pointed at his nose and smiled: "Chu Tian, ​​King Chu Tian of Ming!"

A cold light flashed in Yin Juer's eyes, and she said softly: "Young Master Chu, if you have any intention of me, my delicate body..."

His eyes quickly swept over Yin Juer's convex body, and Chu Tian smiled scoundrelly: "I'm not interested in second-hand goods, so don't show off such romantic methods! Alas, let's talk about it, your Tian Clan is too tall, and every woman is 1,200 or 300 feet tall. I am more than seven feet tall, less than eight feet tall. Our size is not matched!"

Chu Tian approached step by step, and the female guards beside Yin Juer were nervously lined up, and the spears and halberds in their hands were aimed at Chu Tian’s chest.

Chu Tian just killed four of their companions with one sword. They were all at the peak of the Peeping Heaven Realm, and they were the direct descendants of the Yin family. The secret techniques of the heavenly skills they practiced made their strength far exceed that of ordinary cultivators.

Even if these female guards around Yin Juer are stronger than those four, they will never be able to kill them with one sword!

Chu Tian's strength was like a cheating existence. These female guards looked at him tremblingly, fearing that he would suddenly start to explode. If Yin Juer was injured, they would all be killed.

Yin Juer's face became increasingly ugly. She felt the fear in her female guards!

When will the high-ranking heavenly clan be afraid of a wild cultivator who falls into the stars?

"No wonder my ancestors want to hand you over to me and let me train you so well!" Yin Juer scolded these female guards without hesitation: "A mere scattered cultivator, relying on some incompetent..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Tian's body shook, and a silver halo around him spread, and dozens of afterimages appeared at the same time. The light and shadows rushed towards more than a dozen female guards in a volatile manner.

These female guards waved the spears and halberds in their hands together, and scattered a large silver light and hit Chu Tian's figure.

In the harsh sound of breaking through the air, Chu Tian's figure was like flowing water, like an illusion, easily passing through the gaps of the weapons of these female guards.
Chapter completed!