Zhao Laohu roared continuously, and a gray gas on the steel gun jumped and roared, condensing into a huge tiger head phantom on the gun tip. The steel gun was like a living thing, shaking its head and tail, dragging the tiger's body forward, and wherever it passed, the thatched grass was split open with a mark several feet wide, and countless grass leaves were shattered by the fierce energy.
Chu Tian's hands hung down, and a thin invisible wind wrapped around his body, and he rushed forward like an arrow shot from a bow.
The gentle wind blew the grass in front of Chu Tian and on his left and right. Wherever Chu Tian passed, all the grass leaves gently rolled up, making way for Chu Tian.
Unlike Zhao Laohu's earth-shattering and fierce attack, Chu Tian passed by with light wind and cloud, without breaking a single blade of grass. Around his body, the invisible wind turned into a soft aura, pressing the dense grass into a circle with a radius of three feet.
The steel gun, with explosive force, broke into the invisible circle.
Chu Tian closed his eyes. Wisps of thin wind slapped Zhao Laohu's steel spear. Without using his eyes, Chu Tian could accurately grasp the trajectory of the steel spear, grasp every beat and every explosion of the steel spear's internal energy, and clearly sense where the steel spear would go and where it would attack next.
A green light flashed, and a bronze eight-sided sword jumped out from Chu Tian's right sleeve, like a ball of agile green flame, tearing through the air and slashing fiercely at Zhao Laohu's steel gun.
Zhao Lao Hu laughed grimly, his steel spear was a precious spear forged with great expense and precision. It was made mainly of cold iron that had been hammered a thousand times, and incorporated dozens of rare metal components. It was tough, heavy, and extremely difficult to damage.
The eight-sided sword in Chu Tian's hand was only two and a half feet long, and it collided head-on with his eight-foot steel spear. Zhao Lao Hu seemed to have seen the cruel scene of Chu Tian's sword flying out of his hand and the spear piercing his chest, bringing up a large amount of blood.
How much cultivation can a mere fisherman have? How dare he confront Zhao Lao Hu?
Lin Baimei's angry roar came from behind: "The whereabouts of the six young masters are unknown, keep them alive, don't kill them!"
Zhao Laohu's heart suddenly twitched with murderous intent, and the strength in his hand suddenly lightened. The steel spear that was originally stabbing at Chu Tian's heart suddenly turned to stab at Chu Tian's shoulder. It was this moment of delay that Chu Tian's eight-sided sword slashed fiercely at the tip of the steel spear.
With a sound like a knife cutting paper, Zhao Lao Hu felt his hands lighten, and the tip of the steel gun was cut off by Chu Tian's sword. The 1.8-inch-long gun head spun and flew up. Zhao Lao Hu clearly saw that the cross-section of the gun head was as smooth as a mirror, and clearly reflected his big face with his mouth wide open in shock.
"Ancient weapons?" A flash of inspiration came to Zhao Laohu's mind.
Chu Tian's speed suddenly increased by more than double, and the edges of his figure even became hazy, as if he was looking at someone through frosted glass. He rushed past Zhao Lao Hu, who was a head taller than him, and the eight-sided sword in his right hand gently scratched Zhao Lao Hu's soft spot.
A green light about a foot long spurted out from the tip of the sword, and the sharp sword energy cut off Zhao Lao Hu's body. A thin blood mist spurted out more than three feet along the sword edge.
Zhao Lao Hu's upper body flew up in a spin. He grinned fiercely, "Damn it, old man! What a fast sword!"
Lin Baimei, Li Laoshi and other guard leaders were horrified and looked at Chu Tian with wide eyes. Their frightened expressions were as incredible as if a mouse turned into a tiger and suddenly jumped up to eat people!
Among them, Zhao Lao Hu's strength is enough to rank in the top three. He is a master at the top level of the Earth God, and he has also fused with the soul of a strange tiger. With the nourishment of the beast soul, his bones and muscles are like steel, and it is difficult to be injured by a knife or an axe. It also gives him amazing supernatural powers in his arms!
With his own cultivation and the power of the beast soul, Zhao Lao Hu is enough to fight against masters of the Earth Venerable level.
Such a powerful character was actually killed by Chu Tian with just one sword?
"Just a fishmonger?" Lin Baimei and Li Laoshi cursed in unison. They felt they had been fooled and thought Zhou Liuyun was a pig!
No, even pigs are smarter than Zhou Liuyun.
He didn't even know who killed his father, but he sent out six disciples to try to kill Chu Tian?
Lin Baimei and Li Laoshi suddenly felt extremely uneasy. He was just a fish stall owner and a lowly person hanging around in the market. He definitely shouldn't have such powerful strength!
There is something wrong with Chu Tian’s identity, there must be something wrong with him!
They even suspected that the corpses they saw at Huyakou when they left the city this morning were the work of Chu Tianxia?
"Kill!" Chu Tian stepped on a gust of wind and rushed out dozens of feet in a breath. When Lin Baimei, Li Laoshi and others were still thinking about his identity, Chu Tian had already rushed in front of them!
But what were faster than Chu Tiandu were the big men under his command.
The moment Chu Tian killed Zhao Lao Hu, several big men had already taken out a folding crossbow from the bulging cowhide bags on their waists and forcefully pried open the bow arms.
Zhao Laohu's body flew up and large amounts of blood splashed along with Chu Tian's sword. At the same time, the big men had already pulled the bowstrings and loaded a strange-shaped blunt-headed arrow that was as thick as a thumb and two feet and four inches long on the crossbow.
When Chu Tian was less than two meters away from Lin Baimei, Li Laoshi and others, the powerful crossbow was activated, and seven or eight strange-shaped crossbow arrows whizzed past Chu Tian, passed by him, and shot towards Lin Baimei and others.
Lin Baimei, Li Laoshi and the others were all experts. These crossbow arrows were much faster than Chu Tian's, but not so fast that they couldn't react. With rich combat experience, they instinctively waved their hands, and their swords and knives slashed at the crossbow arrows that were shot at them.
"Oh, you idiot!" Lord Shu stood firmly on the shoulder of Chu Tian who was rushing forward, grinning evilly.
Seven or eight strange-shaped crossbow arrows were hit hard by the swords and knives. With a "crackling" sound, the crossbow arrows exploded and suddenly turned into countless triangular iron pieces the size of fingernails and blasted forward. Each crossbow arrow exploded into 360 pieces of extremely sharp iron pieces. More than 2,000 pieces of iron pieces, with a sharp and thin whistling sound, enveloped all the enemies in front of Chu Tian like a storm.
What's even more mysterious is that the speed at which these iron pieces flew out was more than twice that of a crossbow arrow. Even though Lin Baimei and the others were alert, they were unable to avoid the barrage of these thin iron pieces.
Thin pieces of iron flew by with a whistling sound, and more than thirty guards from the six major families were hit one after another. The iron pieces scratched their bodies, leaving extremely thin blood marks on their faces, arms, and thighs.
These guards were wearing soft armor and breastplates underneath their clothes. The iron sheets were so light that they were unable to penetrate their protective gear, but only caused minor wounds in non-fatal areas.
The sudden blow scared Lin Baimei and others, but when they felt the injuries on their bodies, the guards all laughed.
Although everyone had varying numbers of wounds from the iron sheets, the longest of these wounds was no more than three inches long, and the deepest was just a cut to the skin that bled. For these guards who drank blood on their blades, were these flesh wounds considered injuries?
"Let's join forces and take him down!" Lin Baimei let out a long roar and drew his sword. A red snake-shaped sword energy spurted out from the edge of the sword, shaking its head and tail and slamming towards Chu Tian.