The violent breath surged, like a strong wind, sweeping away the fallen leaves and sand on the ground.
The next second, the blade reversed its direction and stabbed Qin Tian in the heart.
The middle-aged man is indeed very strong, but he does not seem to rely too much on the energy in his body. Instead, he likes to fight in close quarters.
Moreover, every time he takes a shot, it is extremely fast, and the speed is also very tricky.
One move after another, heading straight for Qin Tian's life, without any extra moves!
This is a real desperado, just here to take your life, without a word of nonsense or a superfluous move!
However, with the blessing of the power of blood, Qin Tian's speed has also reached the extreme.
Before the long knife could attack, the wind blew under his feet and he barely managed to avoid the knife. Then he held out the reverse scale in his hand again.
In a close combat, what does Qin Tian fear?
Seeing Qin Tian like this, the middle-aged man felt tit for tat. The long knife in his hand sometimes glowed with cold light, sometimes hidden in his sleeves.
The sound of jingling, clanging, and jingling is endless.
The wind and sand swept across, and the air waves soared into the sky!
In a life-or-death situation, Qin Tian took every step and was cautious.
However, after more than a dozen rounds, the middle-aged man seemed a little anxious. If the battle continues for a long time, there must be changes!
To be honest, middle-aged people never thought that a seemingly young boy could have such terrifying strength.
Bang!
As a result, the middle-aged man pushed out his palm, facing Qin Tian's demonic palm.
Under the huge impact, the two of them each took three steps back and stared at each other with complicated expressions.
"Oh!"
With a chuckle, Qin Tian ignored the blood on his chest and said, "It seems like you can't take what you want!"
After saying this, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the horse not far away.
And the suitcase was still tied to the horse's back, safe and sound.
However, the moment he turned his head, Qin Tian suddenly rushed out.
A soldier never tires of deceit!
Since he chose to take the initiative, it must be a thunderous strike. As he ran wildly, Ni Lin also exuded a fierce aura.
boom!
The sharp sword light came through the sky, sweeping away endless dust and smoke, and the momentum was overwhelming!
"mean!"
In an instant, the sword light was close at hand, and the middle-aged man shouted loudly and backed away quickly.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
However, as soon as he retreated, Qin Tian immediately waved his hand, and in an instant, three undetectable silver needles disappeared with the light of the sword.
After stepping back a few steps and barely dodging the light of the sword, the middle-aged man immediately drew his sword and was about to take action, but his expression suddenly changed!
Phew! Phew! Phew!
In an instant, clouds of blood mist exploded on the middle-aged man's body.
"hateful!"
"You're looking for death!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man became furious, shouted loudly, and raised the long knife in his hand.
However, Qin Tian, who took the initiative to attack, would give him a chance to make a comeback?
Taoist mudra!
He raised his hand, and under the mixture of energy, a handprint appeared out of thin air, followed by a devastating impact.
"hiss!"
"Taoist secret knowledge, thirty-six mudras?!"
The handprints came with an earth-shattering momentum, and the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously exclaimed.