"Damn it!"

The fat man shouted angrily, and a long knife appeared in his hand, killing Tang Chen in an instant.

Tang Chen was not afraid, restrained his breath, and directly used the strength of his physical body to confront Shura's killer.

At this time, the Qingguang Sword had already appeared in his hand, and Tang Chen was like an artist, with a wave of his hand, it was the end of his life.

Sonorous and sonorous!!

The sound of the impact of blades sounded, and one by one the black shadows retreated, and a blood-infused arrow flew up.

In less than ten breaths, five more men in black fell to the ground, their eyebrows pierced.

There are no fancy movements, but they are extremely graceful, and they never waste a trace of effort.

There are not many people who have evolved killing into an art in this world, and Tang Chen is one.

The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, frightened, but at the same time he fantasized about how good it would be if Tang Chen was Shura's killer!

However, no matter how much you think about it, it is difficult to change the relationship between them.

Tang Gun fought more than 20 black-clothed people alone, and more than 20 black-clothed people died under him.

Song Yuntian was still entangled with the silver-faced man, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

However, it can be seen that Song Yuntian is superior in martial arts, while the silver-faced man is because he has rich combat experience.

The blue light sword in Tang Chen's hand swept away, like divine light, slashing at the body of a man in black.

Yes!

The screams came and went, it was all martial cultivators before, but at this time, it was the turn of the man in black.

Some of those martial cultivators took the opportunity to escape quietly, but some of them hid in the corner, looking at the slaughter in front of them, with excitement on their faces.

For those Wu Xiu who escaped, the man in black had no time to deal with it, because the two young men in front of him were already obviously threatening their lives.

Tang Chen's blow was undoubtedly a heavy hammer, hitting the heart of the man in black and the heart of the fat man.

As a killer, there has always been no fear of death.

However, just today, on this night, when they saw their accomplices fall into Tang Chen's hands one by one, and their deaths were so miserable, they were really afraid.

Only then did they remember the people who had died in their hands before, their eyes, their deaths, and their screams were exactly the same as those of their accomplices.

They knew that the next thing would happen to them, that look, that kind of death, that miserable roar.

Cause and effect cycle, there is karma and retribution.

Perhaps, no one told them before that this is where the killer ends!

A few of the men in black were already timid, they were retreating, their faces pale and weak, and their backs were covered in cold sweat.

Their legs were not as strong as they had been before, and they trembled slightly.

Phew!

As soon as the blue light sword moved, another man in black was pierced through the center of his eyebrows and fell to the ground with a bang.

At this time, Tang Chen seemed to have become a bloody man.

All this blood belonged to the enemy, and his eyes shone with purple light, with a slight hint of gold. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

The murderous aura on his body, even if there is no fluctuation of the true element, it is difficult to hide his domineering spirit like a demon god.

He is destined to be the most dazzling existence on this battlefield, even if he does not cast the true element and make the sound of the sky collapsing

Every attack he attacks is the simplest technique, and even ordinary people can do it.

However, after he performed it, this was no longer a striking technique, but a high-level martial art, an art of fighting, and an art of killing.

Those martial cultivators who stayed on the field to watch at this time did not have the luck they had before, their faces were frightened, trembling, and some even ran away with rolling and crawling.

Time passed slowly, and in addition to Tang Chen, there were only five black-clothed people and the fat man on the entire battlefield.

Song Yuntian was already covered with scars at this time, and the silver-faced man was also out of breath, and his tender white skin leaked out, oozing a trace of blood.

However, the two still fought, and there was no intention of stopping.

Tang Gun was intact, as if he was playing tricks on the four men in black.

Boom!

Tang Chen and the fat man slapped each other, and the two of them stepped back together.

Tang Chen retreated one zhang, but the fat man retreated as much as five zhang, his image was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were tattered, and his face was splashed with blood.

"You... You're not human!"

The fat man got up tremblingly, looked at Tang Chen with a look of space, and said in a trembling voice.

Tang Chen was still silent, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his evil smile was full of bloodthirsty looks.

Tang Chen walked like the wind, quickly appeared in front of the fat man, and stepped on the opponent's left knee with great speed.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering rang out, followed by a scream.

Yes!

The fat man's face was pale, he was in a cold sweat, clutching his knees, and struggling on the ground.

Click!

Another kick, the fat man's right knee shattered.

Yes!

The second scream sounded, and the fat man looked strange as if he had lost his soul.

At this time, Tang Chen raised the Qingguang Sword high, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the fat man's forehead.

"Stop!"

An old cold shout came.

It's a pity that Tang Chen didn't pause in the slightest, and the blue light sword stabbed down instantly, penetrating from his forehead, through his brain, and emerging from the back of his neck.

Phew!

Tang Chen moved with one hand and directly pulled out the blue light sword, and the fat man's body was immediately on the ground.

"Damn it!"

The old voice sounded again, Tang Chen followed the prestige, and a black shadow walked slowly, not only slowly, but with each step, it would step a distance of one zhang, and leave a phantom behind him.

Master!

The person who came is a master!

Tang Chen was excited, if it was Tang Chen a few months ago, his eyes would be very calm when he met a master.

However, at this time, Tang Chen seemed to be a demon from the abyss, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

There was not only one person coming, but a man in black.

However, the man in black had already rushed towards Tang Gun, because Tang Spear had slapped the last man, the killer of the Sixth Layer of the King Realm, into a pulp, and he had no opponent.

This man was also wearing a mask, a red mask, a red color of blood.

This person, who has the cultivation of the ninefold level of the Human King Realm, has a breath that is not much different from that of the Tang Spear.

When the two arrived, a trace of excitement flashed in the silver-faced man's eyes, like a seedling waiting for a long drought to come.

The arrival of these two people instantly gave him confidence, and the situation that was slightly suppressed by Song Yuntian changed again, and the two reached a tie again, and the victory was inseparable.

"Young man, you are not small!"

A hoarse voice sounded, and the man in black stood three feet in front of Tang Chen, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at Tang Chen's eyes.

It's just that after less than three breaths, his face was instantly covered with horror, and he looked at Tang Chen with great horror.

It's horrible!

What kind of eyes are these?

How can humans have such terrifying eyes?

With the ninefold cultivation of the other king's realm, seeing such a pair of eyes, he couldn't help but shudder.

(End of chapter)