The three thousand elites of the Blood Killing Dao landed on the entire Chongyuan Star, and the distance between each of them was 500 kilometers.

For every elite of the Blood Killing Tao, this is a life-and-death killing. Only when they can survive this killing can they be truly the Blood Killing Taoist powerful, and they can enjoy the glory brought by the Blood Killing Tao.

Bing has been joining the Blood Killing Dao for 60 years, and has gone through too much from an ordinary barbarian boy to today.

At the age of eleven, he killed his best friend!

At the age of fifteen, he became the only one who came out in a killing that was about fate...

From then on, he decided to say that a top leader needs to endure loneliness, so lonely that he will never be with you, never follow you, and never look forward to you!

Now, he finally reached the last level. As long as he passes this level, his life will be free and easy!

In the ranking of the elite camp, C Yizhen is not at a high level, and it can even be said to be a little behind. However, in this regard, C Yizhen has no burden, because as a top hunter, disguise is the best choice.

His heart was filled with secret happiness, so after entering Chongyuan Star, he disguised himself as the prey in his eyes that was just a gift to them of the source of Hengji.

It was this disguise that made him feel relaxed and relaxed. He had hunted more than a dozen preys, and there were more than a hundred pieces of fragments of the foundation of the Horizontal Source on his body.

Bing Yizhen crawled, and his target was a camp, a camp composed of more than 20 most vicious planetary powerhouses.

This is the most brutal group of people in a radius of 500 miles, and they are also an extremely united group, but their unity is really nothing in the eyes of Bing and Yi.

Lurk, lurk quietly!

Ye Luo was silent, Bing Yizhen had already lurked into the camp, and he did not take action immediately, although he could also kill these people with his true strength.

He likes to complete his tasks at the lowest cost.

The camp for twenty people was very small and tight, but it was also obvious that these twenty people were very nervous. Could it be that they were nervous about their arrival?

Just when Bing Yizhen was proud of his arrival, he saw a figure appearing in the wind in the distance, holding a long sword!

"Madman!" The twenty-man leader holding a giant axe shouted: "The elites of the Blood Killing Dao have arrived, and we should join forces to fight the enemy, why bother to kill each other!"

Bing Yi had already figured out the habits of twenty people. He knew that these twenty people were cruel and domineering. This person was so careful about speaking, which showed his importance to this madman.

It seems that among these prey, there are also some outstanding ones.

At this moment, he was filled with excitement. This was the excitement of a beast seeing blood, and it was also the excitement of a hunter seeing a big prey.

The madman waved his sword as fast as the wind. In an instant, seventeen or eighteen of twenty people died in his hands, while the spiritual mind master of the leader and the twenty people fled.

Although twenty people vowed to live and die together after the poison, at this critical moment of life and death, they did not care about each other.

Just as the madman caught up with him and was about to kill the leader with one sword, Bing Yi Zhen took action and he soared into the air. However, just as he took action, he suddenly appeared, and the madman's knife turned to him.

Moreover, the madman looked straight into his eyes, and a cold and gloomy light shot out of his eyes. A bone-to-heart chill made Bing Yi feel that his last period was approaching, which surprised him. He never expected that he would become a prey, but the excitement in his eyes was even more!

He subconsciously licked his lips, and a tremor filled with pleasure in his heart. The desire for bloody slaughter burned him. His hands were trembling under the moment he held the hilt of the sword!

He waved the long sword in his hand, and his body strangely generated two strangely in the void. In an instant, two sword lights slashed towards the madman at the same time.

Two sword lights arrived first, and they almost passed the Madman's sword!

A hint of horror appeared on the madman's face, which made Bingyi feel extremely comfortable. Although this madman was extraordinary, he still had no power to fight back under his peak sword.

Just as Bing Yizhen imagined his long sword stabbing into the madman's neck, he suddenly felt his spirit tremble.

Mental attack!

Bing Yi is not a spiritual minder, but his mental power is not weak. According to the person who taught him, there is insufficient offense but excess defense.

But now, the mental power with excess defense did not stop the invasion of the man's mental power. Although he had only stopped for a moment, this moment could kill him.

The sword light passed, and his neck was cut open.

He killed Bing Yi's real madman, and the moment he landed on the ground, his palms were filled with sweat. He did not expect Bing Yi's real methods.

Even though I had designed the trap and had taken all the initiative in taking action, I was almost there.

Why does his sword seem unhappy but can come first?

Ignoring the twenty people who had already escaped, the madman quickly searched for what Bing Yizhen was carrying. For the madman, as a blood-killing elite, the things he carries were the most valuable.

A quarter of an hour later, a hint of ecstasy appeared in the madman's eyes. However, he did not stop. After absorbing all the sources of Hengji, he flew back.

The true method of blood killing!

The madman who returned to his own place quickly opened it and found that in addition to the cultivation of source power, he also had a blood-killing sword technique!

The sword technique is very strange, giving people a very suspenseful feeling. Yes, it is suspense. Even with the understanding of a madman, it seems that the sword move is simply difficult to achieve.

For example, the long sword that was originally on one side moved to the other side strangely.

The madman who had finished reading the sword technique shook his head and flipped the sword technique casually, and the true blood-killing technique had come to an end.

Just as the madman was about to close the book of the Blood Killing True Art, he suddenly realized that the last page of the Blood Killing True Art turned out to be a painting.

Picture of autumn wind falling leaves!

The autumn wind is sweeping wildly and nine fallen leaves fall. This painting is extremely simple, but in the eyes of the madman, his expression changes suddenly.

Although it was just a few strokes, and to the madman's opinion, this painting seemed to have some problems, but in this curling autumn wind, the madman saw a different feeling.

The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves change, but what really changes the fallen leaves is not the fallen leaves themselves, but the autumn wind.

The autumn wind is invisible, the autumn wind is gently rolling, and the autumn wind controls the fate of autumn leaves...

In just a moment, the madman seemed to have grasped something. He sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly looking at the picture of the autumn wind and fallen leaves.

One quarter of an hour, one hour, two hours!

A look of doubt appeared on the madman's face. While pondering, he quickly clicked on his attribute regulator and added most of his attributes to his mental power.

The increase in mental power once again made the madman energetic. I don’t know how long it took, a trace of clue flashed in the madman’s eyes.

The long sword in his hand swung out and slashed with one sword, invincible, but at the moment the sword was slashed out, it suddenly turned a direction.

This twist was surprising, and even felt like it was unexpected, but this knife really did it.

After nine fallen leaves, he had achieved something. A trace of solemnity flashed in the madman's eyes, but just as the madman was about to fall into deep thought again, his face suddenly changed.

There was almost no hesitation, and the madman soared into the air. At this moment, he saw a ray of light and shadow, like lightning, speeding towards him.

The figure was fast, as fast as lightning. The moment I saw this figure, a trace of solemnity flashed in the madman's eyes.

This person is moving forward, and this person is like lightning. Compared to the person who is killed by him, he is stronger and more difficult to deal with.

Without any hesitation, the madman soared into the air and rushed towards the distance. He didn't know who the person was, but he had a feeling that this person was stronger than himself. The madman who had seen the map of the Fierce Wind and Falling Leaves did not think about competing with this person with his own strength alone.

Let's go...

The man in blood was chasing from behind. He had a joking smile on his face. For him, the prey actually appeared him in advance, which really made him feel a little excited.

It's really a useful prey!

But what can this prey do if he notices it? In terms of his degree, he is one of the top disciples of the three thousand blood-killing Taoist slaughtering Taoism.

As his thoughts flashed, his degree became faster and faster, but he felt helpless and the distance between him and the person ahead was getting farther and farther away...

One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters...

Finally, the man stopped, but the madman did not stop, and he was still running wildly.

Five hours later, the madman stopped. Although he did not fight, he felt that this was the closest time he had been to death.

That person is quite terrible.

Although I am not sure that person is the top powerhouse in the Blood Killing Dao, if there are more such people among the Blood Killing Dao elites, then I will definitely die.

The difference between me and these people is not strength or martial arts, but the understanding of the law.

The gravity of Chongyuan Star suppresses the artistic conception, but it does not suppress the rules at all. The power of rules can still be applied here.

In a deep cave, the madman adjusted his physical skills to the lowest level. If he did not investigate carefully, then what was reflected in people's hearts was a stone, a big stone.

The madman's beard began to grow faster, but the madman ignored these things. He forgot Chongyuan Star, forgot the upcoming killing, forgot everything. In the end, all he had was the only storm.

Time passed quickly, and the madman's shortness was already spread on his shoulders, and even his beard began to float on his chest.

The world has become quiet for the madman.

"So that's it, I understand!" The madman shouted softly, and his eyes instantly became extremely bright.

Then, the madman's body moved, and the surrounding rocks instantly shattered, and the madman rushed out from the underground!

"I am here, who dares to fight!" Looking at the dim sky, the madman shouted. As he shouted, five men in blood-killing elite clothes rushed over from four directions!
Chapter completed!