Although Mr. Feng was very scared, all of them were veterans of fighting and still rushing forward to kill them.

Worried that Lin Yin was injured behind her, Qi Tian simply turned around and hugged Lin Yin into his arms. Qi Tian's body was extremely fat, and Lin Yin's delicate body almost merged into his body. The two of them were closely linked together in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Woo ————!

Lin Yin moaned sweetly, afraid and panicked, completely dominated by Qi Tian.

A strong man rushed up with an iron rod, stepped forward and smashed Qi Tian's head.

Qi Tian waved his hand and pulled the iron rod into his hand, just like pulling off a willow branch.

In an instant, the strong man found that the guy in his hand was gone. Before he could come back to his senses, he saw the iron rod coming back, and then there was a heart-wrenching pain. When he screamed, he sprayed blood on his face.

With an iron stick in his hand, Qi Tian raised a ferocious smile on his lips. He smiled faintly and said, "Good Yin'er! Today I will teach you how to sell stretchers!"

Who is your Yiner!

Lin Yin felt sorry for her, but she was so scared that she couldn't speak at all.

At this time, more than a dozen people had already wielded them, swinging sticks, steel pipes, machetes and other weapons.

The iron rod in Qi Tian's hand suddenly started, like a storm and a huge wave. In an instant, thousands of stick shadows rose up all over his body, rushing towards all directions like a sea of ​​rushing.

Bang!

ah!

A strong man fell to the ground screaming, and his legs were actually broken.

Then, the sound of collisions and screams rang out in succession, and more than a dozen people around fell down one after another, and finally turned into rolling all over the ground and wailing everywhere.

Mr. Feng had just walked to the end of the team, turned around and saw this amazing scene, and his stomach hurt again, quite and particularly painful.

With his years of experience in fighting, hundreds of people beat up one person, even the most powerful Jian Jiazi, it is difficult to resist.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only easily fought back, but also held a big beauty in his arms.

"Go! Go! Come on!" Master Feng Si was furious and kept urging his subordinates.

However, a more terrifying scene happened.

The whole world is moving!

He actually moved forward and took the initiative to oppress Feng Siye's people. Along the way, he was still holding Lin Yin in his arms. The movements of the two of them were particularly elegant, as if they were dancing a ballroom dance.

In the distance, Lin Zhuoyue's face was ashen. His woman was in the arms of another man, and in full view of everyone, and his face was really lost.

Looking at Lin Yin again, although she looked frightened, her pretty face was flushed and her expression was shy, and she seemed to enjoy the feeling of being protected.

Lin Zhuoyue's heart was very painful, as if Qi Tian's iron rods were all hit on him, one after another.

Qi Tian pressed up and waved the iron rod while shouting loudly: "Those who offend the manor will break the dog's legs!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

oops!

Oh my god!

The sound of blows continued, and screams came one after another. Every time Qi Tian made a stick, a thug was broken. As he continued to move forward, the ground was already covered with Master Feng's subordinates.

The thugs behind knew that Qi Tian was specifically trying to dodge his legs and tried his best to dodge. Qi Tian had 4,000 kilograms of terrifying power, and no matter what ordinary people could stop him, they could not escape the fate of breaking their legs no matter where they hid.

Such a tough scene seemed like a movie, and everyone around was shocked.

What's the situation?

What's the situation?

Master Feng's stomach began to spasm, as if there was a hand inside, stirring it hard, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Han Sanqiao, Lin Zhuoyue and others were even more frightened. Is this Mr. Qi? He is possessed by the God of War. A fat man with a weak appearance and a useless young master. How could he have such strong strength? Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!

The group of people felt cold on their backs and numb on their scalp.

Han Bancheng and Shen Xia were also stiff and they were watching stupidly upstairs.

"Hmph! Just an ordinary minion, the ones behind it are not so easy to deal with! I am so proud of taking a woman!" Chen Xia felt a dull face and couldn't help but comment sourly.

"Yes! You are young and energetic, and don't know how to advance or retreat! There are those he regrets behind you!" Han Bancheng also made an assertion.

At this time, Qi Tian had already reached the gate, sixty or seventy people fell behind him, and there were more than a hundred subordinates of Master Feng Si outside the gate.

"Go together! Go together!" Master Feng waved his hands and roared in anger.

Hula!

More than a hundred people quickly surrounded Qi Tian and Lin Yin.

At the same time, more than 30 people walked behind Mr. Feng. These people were wearing camouflage uniforms and holding military sects in their hands. They were the mercenaries he invited at high prices.

Seeing this scene, Han Bancheng and Shen Xia shook their heads repeatedly. The two felt that they were really making a big deal out of the Han family's combat power.

"Go! If necessary, help him and let him owe me a big favor! I want to see who is the real king!" Han Bancheng said happily.

Chen Xia was about to go downstairs, but the scene below shocked the two of them again.

"kill!"

With a sharp shout from Master Feng Si, more than 100 subordinates and more than 30 mercenaries took action at the same time and rushed up from all directions. Steel pipes, daggers, machetes, and military batons greeted each other at the same time, completely covering Qi Tian and the others.

"open!"

At the same time, Qi Tian also let out a shocking roar, and the domineering aura of the beast king instantly spread throughout his body, and his combat power increased like a rocket.

A terrifying domineering aura burst out, one meter, two meter, three meter, five meter, ten meter... covered all the enemies around.

The iron rod in his hand was like a bullet, cutting through the space, and with a violent whistling and terrifying pressure, it swept across 360 degrees.

Bang--------!

Thousands of hits gathered into a sound, which was a terrifying explosion.

As the air waves rolled, the mud and sand around Qitian suddenly aroused, smoke and dust flew, and the mud and sand splashed. More than fifty enemies in the front were hit at the same time, flying backwards one by one, and bursts of wail and screams came from the air.

Upstairs, Chen Xia also exclaimed.

He clearly felt that Qi Tian's momentum had changed, and he had improved from the realm of enlightenment to the realm of small success!

It can actually be upgraded in battle, this thing must be a monster.

Seeing this scene, he forgot to help and stared at the battle downstairs.

Bang--------!

Qi Tian's second stick was hit again, and there was still a loud noise, with steel pipes, daggers, machetes, military piercings, and various weapons in the enemy's hands reaching the sky at the same time.

The terrifying wave of air had spread more than ten meters away, and the flowers, wild grass and branches around were swaying violently, and even the Fourth Master Feng in the distance was a little shaky.

Upstairs, Chen Xia screamed hysterically.

That monster has improved again, and has reached the middle level of success from a small level!

He lived in his forties and started learning arts since he was seven. He has practiced for more than 30 years. He has seen all kinds of strange things in the Xuan Cultivation World, but such continuous improvement is simply unheard of and unheard of.

He was a talented genius who was able to barely advance to the perfect realm in his forty years. He was already the best in the Xuan Cultivation Realm. This was due to the inheritance of the master, the lucky adventure, and the disdainful efforts that he achieved today's results. On average, he could be promoted to one level in about ten years.

However, right in front of him, a monster actually advanced in seconds.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he no longer believed in life. Could it be that the skills he practiced in the past were all fake skills?

Bang--------!

Downstairs, Qi Tian had already hit the third stick.

At this time, all the ordinary subordinates had been defeated, leaving only those terrifying mercenaries.

The third stick hit, and its lethality had soared to more than 6,000 kilograms. The iron stick completely turned into a residual image. As the stick waved, it actually made a sound of a dragon roar.

All the mercenaries who were killed by inertia were stupid. This is not a human being!

They are all top warriors tempered on the battlefields of various countries. Some fight in the rain of bullets, some kill enemies in the iron cage, and some escape from the jungle of death... Everyone has an epic story.

But in front of this fat man, their epic became shit poems, which were completely vulnerable.

Amid the terrifying explosion, more than 30 people were hit almost at the same time and fell in all directions.

This time there was no wailing or screaming. These people suffered such a heavy blow and all fell into a coma before they could land.

"How is this possible! How is this possible!"

Upstairs, Chen Xia was completely crazy, his shouts were gone, as if he had seen some monster.

Just under his nose, something even more evil happened. Qi Tian actually exploded two levels in a row, from the realm of middle success to the realm of great success, from the realm of great success to the realm of perfection!
Chapter completed!