Qingfeng is a character who speaks his word, and after calling to help them call a car, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Linguang.

"Mr. Qingfeng, can you please escort us for another ride, I'm afraid it will be dangerous. ”

Yang Lin Guangdao, thinking that he had given money, even if this young man said that he would not help him do other things, but because of human favors, he should also agree to his request, after all, eating people with short mouths and soft hands.

Who knew that the young man didn't care at all, but disappeared in front of Yang Linguang's eyes in a few jumps. The man had already gone before the word came.

"Mr. Yang, you don't have to worry about the security now, I still have something to do, let's go first." ”

Qingfeng was running on the highway, and the roar of a helicopter suddenly sounded overhead, and I felt a little strange in my heart, didn't I say that I would send a car over, why did I send a helicopter again.

Just now he was on the phone with his senior brother, and the senior brother told him that a disciple of the Sword Hall had been killed on the highway, and asked him to go over and take a look, and there were more than twenty gangsters who were killed together, all of whom died in car accidents.

When Qingfeng arrived at the scene of the car accident, the scene had been cordoned off by the police, and the three vans were smashed to pieces. The on-site investigation has been completed, and only a few police officers on duty are still here, waiting to tow the accident vehicle away as soon as possible.

The breeze jumped a few times, turned over and entered the scene of the accident, his steps were light and did not make the slightest sound.

Out of a cultivator's intuition, he saw the disciple who had left the Sword Hall at a glance, even though that person had been completely deformed by the crash. Qingfeng stepped forward and took a closer look at his wounds, this disciple's chest was pierced by an iron plate on the body, and this person was almost a mess of rotten flesh due to squeezing, it was hard to imagine how tragic this car accident was.

But Qing Feng could still feel the cold killing intent from the wound on his chest, and he concluded that this disciple who left the Sword Hall definitely did not die in a car accident, but was pierced through the heart by a sword, so neatly that not even blood spurted out.

Who is it? In the sphere of influence of the Shushan Sword Hall, there is still that famous swordsman who can have such a powerful swordsmanship?

Qingfeng carefully examined the wounds of others, except for this disciple who left the Sword Hall, those people did die in a car accident. Hearing the voices of people outside the cordon, the breeze jumped lightly and left the scene of the accident.

At the same time, Guo Baitian finally returned to his bedroom, broke out of the window when he went out, and could only use the key to open the door obediently when he entered.

As soon as he entered the door, he was frightened, and at four o'clock in the middle of the night, four pairs of eyes like copper bells stared straight at him, why hadn't these four goods slept yet. Guo Baitian scolded.

"Why haven't you slept yet, you roared and broke the window in the middle of the night, and you ran fast, if Yang Guo hadn't stopped me, I would have called the police a long time ago. I thought you had been taken captive. ”

Zhang Xiao scolded.

"I told them that you stopped them when you went out to practice with the heroes, so why did you go? Seeing the rough bandaging of the cloth torn off Guo Baitian's clothes, and his hands that were still oozing blood, Yang Guo asked with concern.

Several brothers also saw that Guo Baitian was not in a good state, not to mention that his hands were bleeding, but the point was that his face was still very pale, as if he had just been seriously ill. How did they know that Guo Baitian was vomited like this.

"It's fine, I went out to practice and got a little injured. ”

Guo Baitian chose not to talk about it, and sometimes it is a good thing not to say many things. As an old brother for many years, it has been more than five years since I started junior high school, so I naturally have this tacit understanding. Everyone has their own secrets, and as brothers, they will respect each other's privacy and will not break the casserole to persecute Guo Baitian.

So several people shifted the focus of the conversation to Guo Baitian's injury, took out the remaining gauze and medicine bag from the house and bandaged Guo Baitian, and reminded Guo Baitian to pay attention to safety whether he was practicing or anything, and then the brothers yawned and fell asleep.

Guo Baitian returned to his bedroom, and the killing intent brought by the sword and bamboo finally calmed down completely, and his body flowed along the mental method of cultivating the god's killing intent, and he was not alarmed.

Guo Baitian still couldn't keep all of them after all, as his consciousness returned to calm, most of the killing intent was gone, and only a small stream of pure power was still circulating in his body, which was refined by him, and finally collected by himself. He was pleasantly surprised to find that he had upgraded. According to the half-immortal, he should be a D-level powerhouse now.

Guo Baitian felt that he was not what he used to be, he had a kind of confidence, like a gangster like Kui San'er, he could fight ten, maybe twenty!

Although the hand is still aching, it is not as obvious as before. It stands to reason that such a deep wound should not have started to heal so quickly, but this happened, and Guo Baitian could only attribute it to the miraculous effect of cultivating the Divine Killing Intent.

Guo Baitian, who was lying on the bed, was turning over his soul energy into the account, and the scattered surprises, worries, fears and the like were not to be mentioned, the biggest wave of gains was a few waves of harvest on the high speed, and dozens of thugs contributed a wave of fear, a total of about three hundred points. Nearly a hundred points of gratitude should have been contributed by Yang Fang's family.

The most eye-catching thing is the 500 deep black resentment, which should have erupted from the black-clothed swordsman before he died, but he didn't expect that one person could burst out with five hundred points of energy, and sure enough, the moment before death gave people the strongest soul impact.

Looking at his miserable energy statistics, Guo Baitian lay on the bed and felt the difficulty of life. The sequelae of his murder are basically over now, and he can't talk about regrets, that person is ruthless and murderous, I'm afraid he is also a person with bloody hands, and he is definitely not innocent.

What's more, with such a strong moral advantage as saving people's whole family, Guo Baitian has well eliminated his sense of guilt and fear after killing someone.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, perhaps he was a villain at all, but he was dressed in a veneer of kindness.

Just as his thoughts were flying in the sky, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and he was once again pulled into the system space environment by Wu Banxian without warning.

"How does it feel to kill someone for the first time?" asked the black-eyed half-fairy, sitting on a large black ball and shaking her legs.

Guo Baitian only felt that something was wrong with this Wu Banxian'er, but he didn't think that there were two people, black pupils and bright pupils, and he didn't carefully observe the difference between the two pupil colors.

But he could still see the slight difference between the two people, one in front and one in the back, and the system space environment he entered this time was weird, not as bright as last time, but with an eerie and strange feeling, which was depressing.

"Not bad. Guo Baitian said against his will, not wanting to leak his cowardice in front of the half-fairy.

The powerful cultivation contained in that sword bamboo turned into a killing intent without warning, almost causing him to go crazy, and now he is a little faintly afraid when he thinks about it. He guessed that if he didn't restrain that killing intent and went on a killing spree, he was afraid that his temperament would change lightly, and he would probably become a madman who only knew how to kill.

"Hey, it's just a small dish of killing intent transformed from the sword bamboo containing the killing sword intent, and it forced you to look like that, do you still have the face to question me?"

"Let me tell you, the characteristics of the Divine Killing Intent Technique determine that it relies on the will to drive the circulation of the exercises in the body, to control the power with the will, and to resist the qi with the will, if you don't have a powerful divine soul to generate enough will to resist the various killing intent that you have gradually cultivated, you will eventually be swallowed by this exercise and become a puppet. So, you'll have to keep overdoing tasks to keep from going crazy and become stronger. ”

The half-fairy's grinning words drilled into Guo Baitian's mind, forming two golden characters in his mind, weak chicken.

This is different from the plot that Guo Baitian thought of, shouldn't it be a wave of complaints by himself, and then make up for it by the way? How did the painting style change abruptly, from a warm spring breeze to a cold ice rain on the face?

"I, I'm just a puppet of killing intent, it's your business. Guo Baitian suddenly stiffened, and his face turned red.

The half-fairy laughed out loud, flew in front of Guo Baitian and looked him up and down, and then said very seriously, "Childish little." ”

Guo Baitian felt that he was really going to be angry, originally he was not a narrow-minded person, but the ability of a half-fairy to be angry was too strong, and he poked Guo Baitian's key points everywhere. Since he had the star system, he already boasted that he was already a step above ordinary high school students, and he thought that he had grown rapidly, not to mention how proud he was.

Once this kind of young man's pretending to be mature and actually very naïve mentality is exposed, there will be a kind of annoyance and anger that has been stripped naked and displayed naked in the sun.

"How can you deal with the first attack?"

Seeing Guo Baitian's angry face, disdain gradually appeared on the face of the black-eyed half-fairy who had a serious face, as if Guo Baitian was completely helpless.

What the hell?

Although Guo Baitian was very angry, he still keenly grasped the key point of the conversation, and then asked, "What kind of attack, tell me clearly." ”

didn't wait for the half-fairy to return, but what he waited for was a lightsaber, a strange black lightsaber.

A powerful murderous aura enveloped Guo Baitian, and he found that he couldn't move at all, and then he only felt a pain in his chest, and there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment, and his soul seemed to be gradually passing.

Looking down at his chest, the black lightsaber pierced the tip of the sword from the heart, slowly withdrawing.

Who is it? Guo Baitian turned his head with difficulty, and saw a half-fairy with a disdainful and playful face calmly wiping the blood stains that did not exist on the lightsaber.

I'm going to die. Guo Baitian's vision became more and more blurred, but he couldn't understand why he was killed by the characters of his own system. It's really speechless when I think about it, I'm afraid that my own experience in many systems is also unique, right?

He felt that his soul was being withdrawn from his body, when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Don't kill yourself there. The words of the black pupil Wu Banxian'er came suddenly, pulling him back from a place similar to an illusion.

"This is the decision to cultivate the god killing intent, you don't need to do it, you just need to use the killing intent to envelop the other party, if the weak-willed person will die by himself, just like you just did. You are just shrouded in murderous intent, and you naturally think of being assassinated, and then dying. In fact, you are assassinating yourself, and by the time you decide that you are dead, you are really dead. Whether it's your own fantasy or reality, you're going to die. ”

Guo Baitian seemed to have been fished out of the water, his whole body was covered with sweat, his face was pale, and his legs were like playing a pipa. A moment ago, he really thought that he was dead, the feeling of being pierced through the chest by a sword and gradually peeling off his soul was too terrifying. Sure enough, the scariest thing is to scare yourself.

Invisibly, his comprehension of killing intent has another layer.

"You see, I'll only do it once. ”