Anyone can see that Wan Guiqi has been completely angered by Qin Tian, and one person must die in the war between him and Qin Tian.

Otherwise, it will not be finished.

Qin Tian's attitude completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

The boy's courage is too big. Thousands of ghosts cry, but the leader of Tianlan sect is so strong that many people dare not provoke him.

As for the small role of Qin Tian, he is just an orphan without background. Why Yu Wanchun, Zou Qingshan and Xu Tianba support Qin Tian so much is just to repay Qin Tian's life-saving grace in everyone's eyes.

No background, just by himself, want to shout Tianlan sect?

It's death.

In today's world, the real boss is who has strength, capital and money.

"Qin Tian, I'll ask you again. Do you worship me as a teacher?" ten thousand ghosts cried and took a step towards Qin Tian, with the surge of real Qi in their steps, like a strong wind.

"I'll say again, you're not qualified!" Qin Tian still stood with his hands down, calm, and his eyes showed great disdain.

"Hum, I see you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears. Tianlan sect has been in Dahua martial arts for decades. No one can easily shake it. Qin Tian, have you figured it out?" the anger of ten thousand ghosts crying is even stronger. The threat to Qin Tian contains the meaning of not allowing disobedience, as if his words were a decree.

Qin Tian was so young that he could shake the ghosts. His whole body was in pain. He didn't want to lose his reputation in Qin Tian's hands.

If Qin Tian could obey, it would be different.

However, as soon as the ghost sobbed, Qin Tian smiled again: "is there a problem with your ears? Or am I not clear enough?"

As soon as Qin Tian said this, all Tianlan sect disciples in the audience were furious.

All right, Qin Tian moved to kill.

What kind of person Qin Tian is, they have already investigated it clearly.

Even if Qin Tian's strength is good, it has not reached the point of directly confronting Tianlan sect.

But Chen Yu was secretly pleased that Qin Tian in his eyes was not a character at the same level as Wan Guiqi.

Qin Tian completely angered the ghosts to cry. In his opinion, he was sure to die.

Chen Yu couldn't wait to see the result of killing Qin Tian with the help of thousands of ghosts.

In the final analysis, the cooperation between the Chen family and Tianlan sect is driven by interests.

Chen Fusheng's purpose is very clear. He must not become the overlord in the field of Dahua medicine because a mere Qin Tian ruined the Chen family.

Anyone who obstructs the development of the Chen family will be killed at all costs.

For a moment, the room was quiet and terrible.

At this time, Qin Tian smiled with disdain, stared at the ghosts like a God, and continued: "I can also tell you clearly that no matter who the Chen family is, even if you are the leader of Tianlan sect, you will end up like the Chen family if you insist on intervening..."

Qin Tian's voice was not loud, but it contained the majesty of thunder and awed everyone.

"Ha ha, boy, do you think Tianlan sect is really so vulnerable?"

Tianlan sect has a strong deterrent force in Dahua martial arts. It is natural that the leader of Tianlan sect can sit in this position for so long.

How could he be frightened by Qin Tian's words?

But Qin Tian shook his head with a smile and said coldly, "there's a saying that you should send your neck under the guillotine and die yourself... You Tianlan sect has this smell."

"Ha ha!"

Ten thousand ghosts wept and laughed at the speech. The laughter was extremely arrogant: "I've been practicing martial arts for so many years, and no one has ever dared to talk to me like this. How deep is Tianlan sect? Can you shake it? Boy, do you have a big voice?"

With that, Wan Guiqi took out a sharp blade from his robe, shining cold, as if this long knife could release cold at any time.

Yes, it's specially made of Millennium cold iron. It's called cold snow sabre. It's the inheritance Sabre of successive leaders of Tianlan sect.

Ten thousand ghosts sobbed and held the handle of the knife. With his swing, the cold light bloomed everywhere. It was clear that the cold of the cold snow knife was extremely strong. Even, everyone on the scene felt the illusion of cold.

"Cold snow knife?"

"The patriarch seldom uses the cold snow sword. If he moves, he will die..."

The next second, Wan Guiqi caressed the blade with great care, stared at Qin Tian coldly, and said word by word: "Qin Tian, do you know what this knife is?"

"Hum..."

Qin Tian snorted coldly, shook his head and said, "in my eyes, no matter how powerful weapons are, they are all dead. Only people are alive!"

"It seems that you are not generally arrogant?"

The words of ten thousand ghosts crying immediately made everyone on the scene talk one after another.

"The boy is dead. The master's cold snow sword, even the top ten super strong in the martial arts list, dare not despise him, but he..."

"I don't know what to do..."

No matter how powerful Qin Tian was, Wan Guiqi was a super strong man who had been famous for a long time. He took out the magic weapon of Zhenzong. Everyone thought Qin Tian would die today.

Ten thousand ghosts sobbed and held the handle of the knife. The cold light flashed straight to Qin Tian. As soon as they waved it, it exploded: "bang!"

A cold energy burst out in an instant. The cold of the cold snow knife alone can scare people half to death.

At this critical juncture, Qin Tian stretched out one hand and clamped the cold snow knife with his two fingers.

"Dang!"

The crash of metal sounded.

The whole audience was dead silent. The ghosts cried and stared at Qin Tian in shock.

With his strength and decades of cultivation, he held a cold snow knife to frighten the world, which was caught by Qin Tian's fingers?

Like being imprisoned by pliers, in a dilemma?

No matter how hard the ghosts cry, the cold snow knife in his hand can't move for half a minute.

"This... This... He..."

This scene scared all the disciples of Tianlan sect.

Even if they were stupid, they could see how rebellious Qin Tian's double fingers clamped the cold snow knife.

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, and his mind was blank.

Everyone stared at Qin Tian. They didn't believe it anyway. What they saw was all true.

This is not a performance, and there is no false element.

In the whole room, only Qin Tian's face still showed an evil smile, while his eyes were angry and his tone was indifferent: "are you playing with me? Do you dare to shovel things for the Chen family with such a little force? I think that's just the case with the leader of Tianlan sect?"

The voice was not loud, but everyone couldn't help pounding in their hearts.

This

Qin Tian's words were like a bleak voice into everyone's ears. They were so frightened that their faces were pale and colorless, and their eyes were straight.