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Chapter 20

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"In front of the vast and majestic Flood Lake, which has the power to swallow mountains and rivers."

Qin Tian killed more than ten of the Wicked Hawk Gang's minions with a wave of his hand, leaving only the leader, who was a First Sky Sword Master.

"If you want to live, take me to the Wicked Hawk Gang."

Okay … okay. The Swordmaster trembled. He felt that the white-clothed youth in front of him was even more terrifying than a demon.

He took out a signal flare and pulled it out.

"Young master, there will be a boat coming to pick us up soon." The Honghu River was dangerous and gave birth to many water-type monsters. Without a special boat, even a Sword Spirit wouldn't dare to cross the river.

You can all leave now.

Qin Tian glanced at the girls who were chained up. He could tell that they were all captured.

"Thank you for saving us, young master."

Hearing this, the girls hurriedly ran away.

Tell me, how many people are there in the Wicked Hawk Gang? What's the strongest cultivation level? " Qin Tian's eyes were cold.

"Yes, yes."

The Swordmaster replied in detail, "The Wicked Hawk Gang is located on the Honghu Island in the middle of the Honghu River. There are hundreds of villages of various sizes. We have more than four hundred members! There are more than thirty Swordmasters. The leader is a Sword Spirit Level Seven, and the second leader is a Sword Spirit Level Five. "

"Damn!" Hundreds of villages? Qin Tian was speechless, "Sword Spirit Level Seven, Sword Spirit Level Five. With more than four hundred minions, I might be able to win if I fight them head-on, but I will also lose eight hundred. "

He had to use his brain.

Half an hour later, on the surface of the turbulent river, a black ship that looked like it was made of metal slowly sailed over.

Young master, that's the ship of the Wicked Hawk Gang. The Swordmaster reminded him.

"Ding! Ding! "

"Congratulations to the host!" Killed two Swordmasters at the First Sky.

"Congratulations to the host!" Killed ten Swordmasters at the Ninth Sky.

"Congratulations to the host!" Received 1,000 experience points.

"Congratulations to the host!" Received 500 gold coins.

… … …

Qin Tian grabbed the Swordmaster and jumped onto the iron ship. In an instant, he killed everyone on the ship.

"He … What is his cultivation level?" The swordsman's eyes were filled with fear.

"Hehe, bring me to the Flooding Lake Island and I will spare your life. Qin Tian said casually as he stood on the deck.

"Whoosh!"

The heavy iron ship broke through the wind and waves, and the outline of an island approached from afar.

Flooding Lake Island had over a hundred strongholds, so it was impossible to find the Evil Eagle Gang without someone to lead the way. Otherwise, it would waste a lot of time. After reaching the shore, Qin Tian finally arrived at the mountain where a stronghold was stationed under the guidance of the First Sky Swordmaster. "Emerald Blood Illuminates the Painting in Hand, Blood Sprinkles Down."

The Swordmaster fell to the ground. "You … You said you wouldn't kill me."

"I'm not interested in keeping my word to an evil bandit!" Licking his lips cruelly, Qin Tian restrained his aura and silently entered the enormous stronghold of the Evil Hawk Gang.

As the saying goes, to catch bandits, first catch the ringleader! If he could kill the First Leader or Second Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang first, he would be able to kill the First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang! Four to five hundred minions of the Wicked Hawk Gang were not even worth mentioning.

In the main hall of the stronghold, there were two men who were completely drunk.

One of them was a man in his forties with a bare upper body. The aura he emitted was shockingly powerful. Sword Spirit Seventh Sky.

The other person was a man in a green robe. Sword Spirit Fifth Sky.

The young man in white was hiding on the roof. "The First and Second Leaders of the Wicked Hawk Gang! Both of them are drunk! Haha, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! "

However, even if a cultivator was drunk, they would still subconsciously defend themselves when the danger of death struck.

I can only choose one person to launch a fatal attack on!

"Kill!" Taking a deep breath, Lin Yun gathered his spirit to its peak. "A gloomy sword light covered the main hall. Qin Tian held the Emerald Blood Illuminating Art and stabbed towards the head of the Second Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang."

"Who is it!"

Amidst the fierce killing intent, the First and Second Leaders of the Wicked Hawk Gang were startled awake.

"Ding! Ding! "

"Congratulations to the host for killing the Second Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 2,000 experience points."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 1,500 gold coins."

"Congratulations to the host for leveling up to Sword Spirit First Sky."

"Congratulations to the host for awarding a high-grade spiritual weapon, the Crape Myrtle Stellar Sword."

"I cut off the Second Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang's head with one strike." Qin Tian was surprised and delighted. "I actually broke through to the Sword Spirit level."

"Ahhh!

Who are you, bastard! " The First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang flew into a rage when he saw the Second Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang dead. The Seventh Sky Sword Spirit's powerful True Essence surged around his body. The tables and chairs in the main hall were all turned to dust.

"Haha!"

"I'm here to kill you."

Qin Tian grinned and held his sword. "Stellar Transposition!"

An eighth-grade spiritual martial art!

The bright and mysterious starlight emitted destructive energy waves. The First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang's pupils contracted as he felt an unparalleled threat. Cold sweat seeped out of his back.

"Ahhh!" He let out a long howl.

The First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang took out a mid-grade spiritual weapon and poured his True Essence into it to destroy the brilliant starlight. As for himself, he was also sent flying backwards.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Sword light flashed, the sound of metal clashing, and a destructive storm. In an instant, the main hall was turned into ruins. "Over a hundred bandits from the stronghold rushed over in confusion."

"Impossible!"

His eyes were red and his blood was boiling. The First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang became more and more frightened as he fought. "That First Sky Sword Spirit youth is fighting against my Seventh Sky Sword Spirit, and he's not at a disadvantage at all."

“MD”。

Qin Tian spat out a mouthful of saliva and circled around the Wicked Hawk Gang bandits. "Fortunately, I killed the Second Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang in one blow. Otherwise, if he and the First Leader joined forces, I would be in danger."

Hmph! At this time, he still dared to look left and right.

Go to hell! " "The First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang is gathering his strength." An eighth-grade spiritual martial art, Mountain Splitting Slash!

"Crape Myrtle Stellar Sword."

Qin Tian took out the high-grade spiritual weapon that the System had just rewarded him and used Stellar Transposition again. Moreover, this was not the end. He used a ninth-grade spiritual martial art, Heaven Shrouding Finger.

The two Martial Techniques easily shattered the Evil Hawk Gang's Great Leader's attack.

"Whoosh!"

Within the chaotic storm, the First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang vomited blood and flew hundreds of meters away, dying.

"First Leader!" The bandits present were shocked. The First Leader of the Seventh Sky Sword Spirit had actually lost to a youth.

"Ding! Ding! "

"Congratulations to the host for killing the First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 5,000 experience points."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 3,000 gold coins."

Then, Qin Tian killed the First Leader of the Wicked Hawk Gang, who had no strength to resist.

"Ah! Ah! "

Miserable screams resounded throughout the stronghold. More than four hundred Wicked Hawk Gang bandits were pushed into hell by the white-clothed youth. Blood soaked the ground! The air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood.

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