The three thousand elites of the Blood Killing Dao landed on the entire Chongyuan Star, and the distance between each of them was five hundred kilometers.
For every elite of the Blood Killing Dao, this is a killing that is vital to their life and death, and if they can survive this killing, they are the real Blood Killing Dao powerhouses, and they can enjoy the glory brought by the Blood Killing Dao.
C has really joined the Blood Killing Dao for sixty years, from an ordinary barbarian boy, to today, he has experienced too much.
At the age of eleven, he killed his best friend At the age of fifteen, he became the only one to come out of a fateful killing Since then, he has decided that a top leader needs to endure loneliness, and be lonely until there is no companion for eternity, no follower for eternity, and no expectation for eternity Now, he has finally made it to the last hurdle, and as long as he passes this hurdle, his life will be free In the ranking of the elite battalion, C is really not ranked high, and it can even be said that he is a little behind, but in this regard, C has really no burden, because as a top hunter, camouflage is the best choice.
His heart was full of secret happiness, so, after entering the Chongyuan Star, he disguised himself as the prey he saw as just the source of Henderson for them.
It was this kind of camouflage that made him feel at ease, he had already hunted more than a dozen prey, and on his body, there were more than a hundred fragments of the Constant Source Foundation.
Bingyi was really prostrate, his goal was a camp, a camp composed of more than twenty of the most ferocious planetary-level powerhouses.
This is the most murderous group of people within a radius of 500 miles, and it is also an unusually united group of people, but their unity, in the eyes of Bingyi Zhen, is really nothing.
Latent, quietly lurking Ye Luo was silent, Bing Yizhen had already lurked in the camp, and he didn't do it immediately, although he relied on his real strength to kill these people as well.
He likes to use the least amount of effort to accomplish his tasks.
The camp of twenty people was small and tight, but it was obvious that the twenty people were nervous.
Are they nervous about their arrival Just when Bingyi was really proud of his arrival, he saw a figure appear in the wind in the distance, a figure holding a long knife The leader of the twenty people armed with a giant axe of the "madman" said loudly: "The elites of the Blood Killing Dao have already come, we should join forces to fight the enemy, why kill each other" The habits of twenty people, Bing Yi has really figured it out, he knows that these twenty people are fierce and domineering, and this person speaks so carefully, which shows the importance of this madman.
It seems that among these prey, there are also some outstanding.
At this time, his heart was full of excitement.
It is the excitement of a beast of prey to see blood, and the excitement of a hunter to see a big prey.
The madman swung his sword as fast as the wind, and in an instant, seventeen or eighteen of the twenty people had died in his hands, and the leader and the spiritual master among the twenty people fled quickly.
Although the twenty people had sworn to live and die together, at this life-and-death juncture, none of them cared about anyone.
At the moment when the madman caught up and was about to kill the leader with a knife, Bingyi really made a move, and he took off into the air, but at the moment when he made a move, he suddenly found that the madman's knife turned towards him.
Moreover, this madman looked directly into his eyes, and a cold and gloomy light shot out of his eyes, and a chill that penetrated into his bones made Bingyi really feel that his end was coming, which surprised him, he never expected that he would become a prey, but the excitement in his eyes was even more Subconsciously licked his lips, a shiver full of pleasure stirred in his heart, the thirst for bloody slaughter burned him, his hand trembling with cruel pleasure the moment he grasped the hilt of the sword He waved the long sword in his hand, and his body was in the void, and two were strangely generated, one instant, two sword lights, and slashed towards the madman at the same time.
The two sword lights, the last to come, were even faster than the madman's knife The madman's face showed a trace of horror, which made Bingyi really feel extremely comfortable, although this madman was extraordinary, but under his peak sword, he still didn't have any power to fight back.
Just as Bing Yizhen imagined that his long sword would stab into the madman's neck, he suddenly felt his spirit tremble.
Psychic attack Bingyi is really not a spiritual master, but his spiritual power is also not weak, according to the person who taught him, the offense is insufficient, but the defense is more than enough.
But now, the spiritual power that was more than defensible did not stop the intrusion of that person's spiritual power.
Although he was only stagnant for a moment, this moment could kill him.
The knife flashed, and his neck was directly cut open.
The madman who killed Bingyi Zhen, the moment he landed, his palms were also covered with sweat, and he didn't think of Bingyi's true methods.
The trap that he clearly designed, and he had already taken the lead by making the first move, but he was almost the first to be attacked.
Why does his sword seem unpleasant, but it can come first?
Ignoring the leader of the twenty people who had fled away, the madman quickly searched for what Bing Yizhen was carrying, for the madman, as a figure of the elite of the Blood Killing Dao, what he carried on his body was the most valuable.
A quarter of an hour later, there was a hint of ecstasy in the madman's eyes.
However, he did not stop, and after absorbing all the Henderson Sources, he quickly retreated.
The True Law of Blood Killing The madman who returned to his foothold quickly opened it, and found that in addition to the cultivation of the source power, there was also a set of blood killing swordsmanship The swordsmanship is very weird, giving people a very suspenseful feeling, yes, it is suspenseful, even with the understanding of a madman, it feels like the sword move is difficult to achieve at all.
For example, the long sword that was originally on one side was strangely moved to the other side.
The madman who had finished reading the sword technique shook his head, and turned the sword technique over casually, and the true method of blood killing had already come to an end.
Just when the madman was about to close this book of Blood Killing True Method, he suddenly found that the last page of the Blood Killing True Law turned out to be a painting.
Autumn wind and falling leaves The autumn wind swept wildly, and nine fallen leaves fell, this painting was extremely simple, but in the eyes of the madman, his expression changed in an instant.
Although it was only a few brushstrokes, and in the eyes of the madman, the painting seemed to have some problems, but in this sweeping autumn wind, the madman saw a different feeling.
The autumn wind rolls, the fallen leaves change, and what really makes the fallen leaves change is not the fallen leaves themselves, but the autumn wind.
The autumn wind is invisible, the autumn wind is lightly rolled, and the autumn wind is in charge of the fate of the autumn leaves In an instant, the madman seemed to grasp something, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly looking at the autumn wind and falling leaves.
A quarter of an hour, an hour, two hours The madman's face showed a look of doubt, and while groaning, he quickly clicked on his attribute adjuster, adding most of his attributes to his spiritual power.
The growth of spiritual power once again made the madman energetic, and I don't know how long it took, a trace of clarity flashed in the madman's eyes.
The long knife in his hand swung out, slashing and slashing, invincible, but at the moment of this slash, it suddenly reversed a direction.
This twist is very surprising, and there is even a feeling that I can't imagine at all, but this knife really did it.
Nine fallen leaves, he only did a little, and a trace of solemnity flashed in the madman's eyes, but just when the madman was about to fall into contemplation again, his face suddenly changed.
Hardly there's any hesitation, and the madman soars into the air.
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At this time, he saw a light and shadow, like electric light, speeding towards him.
This figure was fast, as fast as lightning, and the moment he saw this figure, a trace of solemnity flashed in the madman's eyes.
This person is indomitable, this person's speed is like lightning, compared to the person who was killed by himself, he is more powerful at this time, and it is more difficult to deal with.
Without any hesitation, the madman sprang into the air and sped off into the distance, he didn't know who it was, but he had a feeling that this person was stronger than himself.
And the madman who saw the wind and falling leaves didn't even think about relying on his own strength to fight with this person.
Take a walk Chasing from behind was a man in a bloody suit, with a hint of a playful smile on his face, for him, this prey actually found him in advance, which really made him feel a little excited from his heart.
What a useful prey However, this prey detected him, how can he talk about its speed, he is one of the best among the three thousand blood killing Dao disciples.
As his mind flickered, his speed became faster and faster, but he helplessly found that the distance between himself and the person in front of him was getting farther and farther One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters Eventually, the man stopped, but the madman did not stop, he continued to run wildly.
Five hours later, the madman stopped, and although he didn't fight, he felt that this was the closest he had come to death.
That person, quite scary.
Although I couldn't be sure that person was the top powerhouse of the Blood Killing Dao, if there were a few more such people among the elites of the Blood Killing Dao, then I would definitely die.
And the gap between myself and these people is not strength, not the exercises, but the kind of comprehension of the laws.
The gravity of the heavy element star suppresses the artistic conception, but it does not suppress the rules at all, and the power of the rules can still be applied here.
In a deep cave, the madman adjusted his physical skills to the minimum, and if he didn't explore carefully, then what came to people's hearts would be a stone, a big stone.
The madman's beard began to grow rapidly, but the madman ignored this, he forgot about the Chongyuan Star, forgot about the upcoming killing, forgot everything, and in the end, all he had was that wind.
Time passed quickly, and the madman's short hair was already draped over his shoulders, and even the beard began to flutter on his chest.
Heaven and earth have become silent for madmen.
"I see, I see," the madman snorted, and his eyes instantly became incomparably brighter.
Immediately, the madman's body moved, and the surrounding rocks instantly shattered, and the madman rushed out from the ground "I'm here, who dares to fight" Looking at the dim sky, the madman shouted.
And in the midst of his shouting, five men dressed in the elite clothes of the Blood Killing Dao had already rushed over from four directions: