The eight-sided sword was like a ghost, like a flashing ghost fire, mysteriously appearing in his hands. As soon as the green sword light was sprayed out from his right hand, it suddenly appeared from the wind in his left finger. His body squirted slightly, and the sword light sprinkled a circle of arcs from his waist. His head swayed slightly, and the eight-sided sword actually stabbed out from the side of his hair bun in an unusually mysterious way.

Chu Tian's hands, feet, elbows, knees, and every part of his body, had a blue sword light pierced out.

He seemed to have merged with the Eight-sided Sword. The Eight-sided Sword is a limb on his body. Any movement of his movement can trigger the sword light, and any part of his body can pierce out the sword light.

Before the seven swords and axe players could see clearly that Tian used that hand, they were pierced by the eight-sided sword at least eighteen times. The extremely sharp eight-sided sword easily penetrated their vital points. Chu Tian either hit his shoulder, pushed his knees, or elbows hard. The seven swords and axe players sprayed blood mist all over their bodies and rolled out in all directions.

Chu Tian's figure was mixed in the rolling corpses of seven sword and axe fighters. The sword and axe fighters, spearmen, and archers around him felt dazzled in front of him. Large blood mist and the bodies of the tragic death companions blocked their sight. They could not find where Chu Tian was!

Chu Tian took strange steps and suddenly flashed out silently from behind the body of a knife and axe driver.

He bent down and rushed out from behind the corpse. A blue sword light flashed across his shoulders and dripped obliquely across the waist of a spearman. The two and a half feet long eight-sided sword easily and lightly swept across the spearman's body and cut him off in the waist.

Chu Tian's left and right hands were bombarded at the same time, and he punched the spearman's two parts of the body. A large piece of blood splashed, and the two parts of the bodies flew high. The attention of the enemies around him was instantly attracted by the two parts of the bodies, and he subconsciously looked up.

It seemed as if the wind was holding up his tall and agile body under his feet. Chu Tian slid and rushed to the front of the three spearmen. Three green sword lights exploded in front of him. The three spearmen felt a pain in their jaws. The eight-sided sword pierced from their jaws almost at the same time and stabbed out from the back of their heads.

When he raised his right knee, he heard a terrible muffled sound. The spearman's semen iron crotch was sunk by Chu Tian's knee, and his entire lower body was instantly shattered. The spearman's body flew up heavily and smashed towards the ten archers behind him.

Chu Tian followed closely behind the spearman's corpse like a ghost, took three steps and took seven or eight feet away. Another step went around from the spearman's corpse like a god and ghost. Then he brought an arc across his body, and a blue arc light shone out from his waist. Before the ten archers could pick up the long sword for melee, they were cut in half by Chu Tian's sword.

Three big axes behind him roared over, and eight spears stabbed from behind and on both sides.

Ling's sword and axe master, the spearman's roar made the black pine trees around him tremble, and countless thin pine needles spilled. Chu Tian took a step without looking back, and then took a step backward in a slanted manner. He came to the queue of three sword and axe masters incredibly mysteriously.

The eight-sided sword was sprayed out from his right hand and pierced the heart of the knife and axeman on his right hand. Almost as the sword light penetrated the iron armor of the knife and axeman, the green sword light sprinkled out from his left shoulder. The two knife and axeman on his left hand screamed in unison, and his head was broken by his sword.

Before the three swords and axes were falling to the ground, the eight spearmen dropped their spears almost at the same time, pulled out the short sword from their waists, and rushed towards Chu Tian desperately.

These spearmen could see clearly that Chu Tian's movements were too fast and too weird, and they couldn't even catch Chu Tian's figure. They could not use their spear to stab Chu Tian. They could only kill close to each other, block Chu Tian with the advantage of the number of people, and exchange their lives for their lives. Chu Tian pierced their bodies, and they also had to stab several blood holes in Chu Tian's body.

Not only these spearmen, but also the remaining swords and axes. The spearmen all dropped their long weapons, pulled out the short sword that was half a foot long at their waist, and hissed, rushing towards Chu Tian like a wounded beast.

In just a few breaths, they lost almost half of their manpower.

Chu Tian's killing power is too amazing, and the efficiency of killing is too terrible. He did not use the means that the heroes in the city should have, nor was he a killing technique that was solemn for the army. Chu Tian used a killing technique made purely for killing.

He shouldn't be the fishing head of Bai Python River, he should be a terrifying assassin and a top killer.

More than twenty burly figures wearing dragon scales rushed over from all directions. Chu Tian was so excited that his muscles were slightly tense, the corners of his mouth were slightly cracked, and he smiled brightly.

Several faint scars pounded on his face, adding a bit of hideous aura out of thin air to his slightly dark face.

In the boundless hideousness and solemnity, Chu Tian's eyes were like the frozen stream in the spring mountain stream, clear and clean, without any impurities. Although he was smiling grimly, his temperament was not like a killer who had just killed so many people and had to continue to kill many people. It was more like a romantic and elegant man who was dressed and was about to go on a date with a beautiful woman.

The figure rushed up, Chu Tian took a step, and the three figures lost their target and ran over to his body.

The eight-sided sword suddenly flashed around his waist, and a large piece of blood splashed out. The three spearmen were pierced through the chest, and the sword light almost tore their upper body into two pieces.

The evil wind came, and five spearmen were carried over from the left and right, one in front and one behind at the same time.

Chu Tian moved his feet and took a slanted step. Five thick figures brushed his body again. The nearest man's arm was completely pressed against Chu Tian's cheek. Chu Tian smiled slightly at the desperate man, and the eight-sided sword in his hand swirled. A large piece of blood spurted out from the necks of the five people. When they landed on the ground, there was no movement at all.

The previous step, the next step, the left step, the right step, or the side step.

Chu Tian's movements were not big, and his steps seemed to be extremely simple, but within five steps, no Ling's strong man could touch his body, and no Ling's strong man's weapons could hurt him at all.

The ghostly eight-sided sword flashed in his hands, and one fierce man after another fell to the ground.

In just a dozen breaths, all fifty Ling's iron armored soldiers fell to the ground. Their bodies were piled up in a space of about five steps long and wide, and densely packed together.

With a 'clang', the eight-sided sword jumped back to its sleeve and buckled it on the cowhide arm guard.

Chu Tian looked at the corpse of a fierce soldier lying on the ground and said lightly: "Within five steps, a man will be angry, and the emperor will exhale blood. My swordsmanship is called the 'Pei Man Sword'."

"Hehe" smiled, and Chu Tian grinned unscrupulously: "Scared, if you kill the emperor, we are loyal ministers and people in the Great Jin Dynasty, jokes, jokes, jokes!"

A tragic howl came. Ling Fu watched Chu Tian kill the five teams of his own ingenious private soldiers like a chicken. One of them was lost and Li Xiaoling was struck by a halberd on his belly.
Chapter completed!