Chapter 47: 】Great Harvest (Part 1)

　　　　 Jueying Swordsmanship is the assassination skill of Zhu Wuying, the first assassin of the Magic Sword Dynasty more than a hundred years ago.
　　 is an extremely powerful profound-level sword technique, at least the mid-level profound-level sword skill, and even higher grade.
　　 Although Xuantian hasn't learned all the swordsmanship of Jueying, what the first six comprehensions are just a little bit of fur, but even if you encounter a master who is new to the first level of the innate realm, it may not be without the power of a battle.
　　 In the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Outer Sect Disciple Ranking Competition, Xuantian didn’t use the Shadow Swordsmanship. He merely chased the Wind Nine Swords. However, he defeated Senior Brother Yang because of the artistic conception of combining the Shadow Swordsmanship.
Brother Yang practiced pure Yang Gong and hit the ten-fold invincible hand in the martial arts realm. Compared with the big masters and second masters of the Fuwei Gang, they are much more powerful. Brother Yang, all are inferior.
　　 He defeated Senior Brother Yang without using the Shadow Sword Technique. Now, using the Shadow Sword Technique to kill the martial artist of the tenth level, isn’t it as simple as cutting melons and vegetables?
　　Xuantian strikes with a sword, and blood is bound to be seen.
　　 With only three swords, he cut off the legs of Yin Jiu Chou, cut the head of the third master, and pierced the heart of the master.
　　 The master still kept the posture of slashing before swinging the knife, but his eyes were full of incredible expressions. There was a small blood gap in his heart, but the blood rushed out from the blood gap like a fountain.
　　 Xuantian's sword pierced the heart of the Great Master and broke the heart of the Great Master. At this moment, the Great Master is dead.
　　 At this time, the horse thieves around, surrounded, a burst of sword energy shining, there were thirteen horse thieves, and at the same time they cut down at Xuan Tian.
　　 These thirteen horse thieves are the closest to the three masters, all of them are martial arts realm eight-fold warriors. At the same time, they cut a knife, so powerful that they can instantly kill a martial arts realm nine-fold warrior.
　　 Even a martial artist with the tenth level of martial art must retreat, otherwise he will die or be injured.
　　 Facing the sword aura that was slashing like a light curtain, Xuantian did not retreat but moved forward, turning a blind eye, and rushed up against the sword aura.
　　 Chasing the Wind Nine Swords-Gale Style.
　　The Hanxue sword in Xuantian's hand swept away, and a sword curtain suddenly appeared, like a violent wind sweeping across the earth, everywhere.
　　 ding ding ding ding clang clang clang...
A series of golden and iron transfer sounds sounded, and all the sword energy in an instant was broken by Xuantian's sword. At the same time, several screams sounded, and six horse thieves broke their arms with their wrists and their palms were connected to sabers. Fall aside.
　　 The other seven horse thieves, backed fast, escaped a catastrophe, their eyes were desperate and shocked.
　　 His eyes are like a flock of sheep, looking at a wolf, or a tiger entering the flock.
　　The horse thieves of the Fuwei Gang usually burn and kill civilian villages with wolves, but in front of Xuantian, they are a flock of sheep.
　　 And Xuantian, is the tiger that joins the flock, unstoppable.
　　 "Master...!" The second master let out a stern roar.
　　 After the death of the master, he has been standing, maintaining the posture of slashing before swinging the knife. Until then, the second master saw that the master was motionless and peeked into his nose to realize that the master was dead.
The voice of the second master is very stern, and there is a feeling of sorrow to avoid the death of the fox. When the Fuwei Gang was first established, there were only the big master and the second master. It was more than ten years ago, and the third master only joined the Fuwei Gang eight years ago. .
　　 Now that the master is dead, the second master has a chill, and he feels that he is not far from death.
　　 Therefore, after the second master let out a stern roar, he leaped more than ten meters away and prepared to escape.
　　 Leopard Shadow Technique-Cheetah Raid!
　　The feeling of the second master is very accurate. Xuantian used a sword to repel more than ten horse thieves in the martial arts stage eightfold. After turning his body, the speed suddenly broke out, like a cheetah, suddenly launched an attack.
　　 The Hanxue sword in his hand stabs forward, and a straight sword aura emerges suddenly, like a star chasing after the moon, piercing in from the back and piercing out of the chest.
　　, just like the master, is also a sword to kill the heart, instantly killed.
　　 "The big boss is dead, the second boss is dead, the third boss is dead...!"
　　 Fulway helped the horse thief, who had been madly abused, shouted.
　　 This time, it was not that kind of arrogant weird cry, but a fearful scream. Suddenly, more than a hundred horse thieves rioted and were frightened.
　　 Shoot the man first, shoot the horse, capture the thieves first, capture the king, the three masters of Fuwei Gang were all killed by Xuantian, how can the horse thieves not be afraid?
　　Even, some horse thieves lost their fight and immediately rode their horses and began to flee.
　　 One person started to escape, and soon there was a second and a third.
　　 "Everyone will stand for Lao Tzu, we are so many and powerful, we will cut the mess quickly, and we must hack him to death, revenge for the three masters, revenge—!"
The two horse thieves who were not far from Xuantian raised their sabers in their hands and drank loudly. Both of them were cultivated in the Ninth Layer of the Martial Dao Realm. Their strength was slightly inferior to the third master, and they were also high-level Fuwei Gang. Now they are three. The head of the house is dead, and the two with the highest status are left.
　　 Seeing Arima thief start to escape, the two yelled frantically.
The horse thieves of the Fuwei Gang have done a lot to kill and set fire. Everyone is desperate. They are far from ordinary civilians. Although they are afraid, they are shouted by them. Except for a few horse thieves who fled, The vast majority of horse thieves, following the orders of the two, rushed towards Xuantian.
　　 People borrowed the horse to step on Xuantian into mud and cut it into pieces.
　　 "I have a strong internal strength, the martial arts realm, no matter how many warriors come, it is useless, just to catch all these horse thieves, and return to the village near the wild horse plain, a peaceful place."
　　 Seeing all the horse thieves rushing forward, Xuantian was not afraid and rejoiced.
　　嗖!
　　 A silver light flashed, broke through the air, and shot towards Xuantian. A horse thief attacked with a dart.
　　 Hanxue's sword light flashed, and the silver light was divided into two, which was split into two halves. It was a silverfish shuttle.
　　 swish swish swish swish -!
　　 Dozens of silver lights broke through the air, all of which were silver fish shuttles, flying towards Xuantian.
　　 Before people arrive, darts arrive first. Dozens of horse thieves use silver fish shuttles to attack at the same time. The scene is very spectacular. This is a powerful method to kill masters.
　　 Faced with dozens of silver fish shuttles that broke through the air, Xuantian's figure moved, like a dragon playing in the water, the cold snow sword swept away, and the sword light was like a curtain.
　　 There was a ding clang, and most of the silver fish shuttles were chopped aside by the Hanxue sword, or they were evaded by Xuantian's swimming dragon step.
　　 At the same time, Xuantian grabbed his left hand, grabbed three times in a row, and grabbed three silver fish shuttles in his hands.
　　 Xuantian's gaze flickered, and he swept toward the horse thieves, and instantly locked three horse thieves of the martial art realm eightfold. With a wave of his left hand, his wrist shook, and the silver fish shuttle broke out.
　　 These three silver fish shuttles, no matter their light, power, or speed, are far better than what the horse thief put just now.
Three cold lights flashed, and the eyes of the three martial arts eight-fold civilian thieves were full of horror. Just as the sabers in their hands were raised, the three whitebait shuttles instantly shot into the center of their eyebrows, nailing the bodies of the three people back. Flew up and fell on horseback.
　　 The three of them fell on the ground, making three loud bangs, and they still stared with big eyes until they died.
　　 Xuantian's whitebait shuttle came out, all the horse thieves' instinctive defenses did not continue to use the whitebait shuttle to attack. Taking advantage of this gap, Xuantian's figure, like a cheetah, rushed into the crowd of horse thieves in an instant.
　　 Chasing the Wind Nine Swords-Gale Style!
　　 Chasing the Wind Nine Swords-Storm Style!
　　 Chasing the Wind Nine Swords-Shadowless!
　　 With his fingers, Xuantian performed three consecutive moves, each of which was a mass attack sword skill that killed and wounded in a large area.
The screams of screams sounded endlessly. With every move Xuantian had to kill several people, stabbing several people, at least six or seven horse thieves were injured under the Hanxue Sword. Three swords passed. All the horse thieves around were either dead or injured.
　　 Xuantian's figure, like a dragon swimming in the water, shuttles through the sword aura of the horse thieves, unscathed, but as soon as Xuantian's sword is pierced out, the horse thieves of the Fuwei Gang will die and be injured.
　　 This is the tiger that rushed into the flock and started the killing. Although there are many sheep, in the face of fierce killing, only the fate of being killed.
　　 Fear, the horse thief of the Fuwei Gang, fear again!
　　 can no longer besieged and killed Xuantian, all the horse thieves scattered in horror, and fled in all directions.
　　 The two martial arts realm nine-fold leader, the first batch to escape.
　　 The fleeing horse thief has lost the power to resist. Xuantian's figure is like an arrow, and the speed of the leopard shadow technique has reached the extreme, faster than the speed of running a horse.
　　 After only ten steps, he caught up with a horse thief. With a flash of sword light, the horse thief's head and body were separated, and only the horses under the seat were still running.
　　 Ten more steps, Xuantian catches up with another horse thief...
Killing one person in ten steps~EbookFREE.me~ Xuantian breathed a sigh, chased more than 300 steps, and killed more than 30 horse thieves. The breath in his heart dissipated, waiting for Xuantian to recharge his luck. The rest of the horse thieves ran away and fled far away.
　　 In this battle, the big bosses, second bosses, and third bosses of the Fuwei Gang were beheaded, and 60 or 70 people were beheaded by the gang. Less than half of the horse thieves escaped, which is considered a big victory.
　　 Moreover, he also killed the Yin Jiuhuo of the tenth peak of the martial arts realm. This person is stronger than the master and the second master. He is definitely not a member of the Fuwei Gang. I don't know where it came from.
　　 Xuantian looked at the sixty or seventy people lying on the ground, most of them were corpses, and some horse thieves, who were only seriously injured and not dead, but lost the ability to move.
　　The closest to Xuantian was a wounded person. Just now Xuantian slashed the horse thief's back with a sword and cut him off the horse, without instant death.
　　 "Don't kill me, I have an 80-year-old mother, and an 18-month-old daughter...!"
　　 Seeing Xuantian approaching him, the troubled horse thief shouted in horror.
　　 However, before he could finish his sentence, Xuantian pierced his heart with a sword, killing him, and then fumbled on him.
　　 Last time in the Yinfeng Mountain Range, Xuantian killed many Fuwei Gang gangs and harvested a lot of pills, worth more than two hundred thousand taels of silver.
　　 This time, more Fuwei Gang horse thieves were killed, and most of them were the elites of the seventh and eighth martial arts. They also killed three masters, and the rewards would be even greater.
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