After a few rounds, the two of them were really evenly matched.
Seeing this, Qin Tian was also frightened. It had to be said that Su Fengxuan's cultivation was really powerful.
Taiyuan, thirty years ago, was a martial artist of the Shenwu family. This is enough to prove that he has good cultivation.
And it seems that he is about sixty years old, which can be said to have been practicing for most of his life. Su Fengxuan is only about thirty years old at most.
In this case, this is not a problem of cultivation, but a gap in talent.
Of course, as a member of the Eighteen Shenwu Cavalry, Su Fengxuan's talent is certainly not that bad.
Bang!
However, before Qin Tian could think about it, a blade of light flashed across the sky, and when the air wave exploded, the gun shadow shattered.
The next second, there was a muffled bang, and Su Fengxuan, holding a spear, staggered back a few meters away, almost falling to the ground.
"snort!"
With a disdainful snort, Taiyuan said coldly: "Things that don't know their own abilities dare to come here. Today, I will send you back to the west!"
"What are you doing standing still? Take action!"
After taking a few steps out, Su Fengxuan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately shouted to Qin Tian.
"..."
Seeing this posture, Qin Tian was speechless for a while. Is he trying to catch someone off guard?
Mainly, looking at the situation, Su Fengxuan seems to be no match for Tai Yuan.
It had only been a few rounds, but within ten rounds, he was knocked out.
Judging from this situation, the strength gap between the two is not evenly matched, but a huge gap.
Clang!
However, now that the matter was over, Qin Tian didn't care anymore. He raised his hand and took out the saber from his waist.
This sword may not be as good as Ni Lin, but it is the sword of the Eighteen Divine Warriors, and it seems to be pretty good.
While running wildly, Qin Tian slashed out with a knife in the air. The sharp light of the knife pierced the night sky and roared away with a harsh sound of breaking wind.
Even though Qin Tian knew that he was no match for Tai Yuan, therefore, since he chose to take action, he would certainly not show mercy.
Besides, he is now wearing the clothes of the Eighteen Divine Warriors. At the very least, he can't let the other party see his flaws, right?
puff!
It's a pity that when Qin Tian thought that this sword was very powerful, Taiyuan just waved his arm.
A sword energy visible to the naked eye rushed over immediately. The next second, the flying sword light immediately fell into pieces and became invisible.
"Um?"
Seeing this, not only Qin Tian was stunned, but Tai Yuan was also stunned, frowning and said: "You are not a member of the Eighteenth Cavalry of Shenwu? Who are you?!"
With a loud shout, Taiyuan turned around suddenly and stared directly at Qin Tian, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.
"..."
Regarding this, Qin Tian was speechless for a while, but in just one round, the opponent judged that he was no longer a member of the Eighteen Divine Warriors?
Is it so obvious?
Moreover, why does Qin Tian feel that Taiyuan's murderous intention towards him seems to be stronger than Su Fengxuan's?
Is it just because he is not a member of the Shenwu Eighteen Cavalry?
"hiss!"
At the same time, Su Fengxuan's expression also changed drastically, and he said to Qin Tian speechlessly: "Brother, what are you doing?"
"Where did this brat come from!"
"Suffer death!"
However, Taiyuan no longer gave Qin Tian a chance to speak, shouted loudly, and rushed forward with a long sword in hand.
"Be careful!"
Seeing Taiyuan rushing towards Qin Tian, Su Fengxuan's expression changed drastically, and with a cry of surprise, he ran over.
No matter what, Qin Tian was the one he brought. Even if he was not one of the Eighteen Divine Warriors, he still had to ensure Qin Tian's safety.