The killing machine is rising, and the wind is raging!

While......

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Duanmu Yang actually blocked Xiao Chen's sharp knife, he grinned, and said a little evilly: "Xiao Chen, I have been waiting for your knife for a long time, come on!"

Rumble......

The two powerful murderous auras stirred each other, rising mightily into the sky, making the killing intent in the air more and more intense.

The two of them may have had murderous thoughts towards each other for a long time, or they may have been stimulated by the blood and souls of the battlefield, and they both couldn't wait to launch a thunderous attack on each other.

Brush brush brush .......

Xiao Chen slashed out seventy-two knives in the blink of an eye, each of which was pondered out on the battlefield, the easiest, quickest, and most effective chopping, without wasting a trace of strength, without wasting a trace of time, and grasping it just right.

Duanmu Yang is also not bad, he indirectly slashed seventy-two knives in the blink of an eye, the knife is accurate and steady, it seems that he also has his own gains in the battle.

"Ah, eat me!"

Duanmu Yang blocked Xiao Chen's last knife, jumped up with the volley, and the heavy horse chopping knife swung down, and the heavy knife wind made people's hearts tighten unconsciously.

Xiao Chen didn't want to hold the knife and block it.

Bite......

Snort.......

The chopping knife was heavy and heavy, and the force was heavy, but Xiao Chen caught this knife but was pulled back with a strong force, and his feet seemed to step on a pulley, leaving a frequent drag mark on the ground.

Duanmu Yang had a red light in his eyes, and with a loud roar, he rushed forward against Xiao Chen, and many soldiers were knocked into the air.

Xiao Chen's eyes also appeared a trace of red light, his eyes began to become terrifying, his feet stomped on the ground fiercely, with a bang, and he was stomped out of a deep pit under his feet, and at the same time he braked his body, the blade of the blade, snorted, Duanmu Yang's horse chopping knife blade stuck to his blade, and slid away.

There are sparks between the blades, which makes people's hearts beat to watch.

At the same time that Duanmu Yang's body was staggered, he slashed at Xiao Chen's waist with his backhand, and Xiao Chen also slashed back at the same time, attacking Duanmu Yang's thigh.

It's a lose-lose situation.

Almost as each other's blades were about to hurt each other, the two of them sped up at the same time, flashed over, and then staggered the collision.

Puff puff puff.......

The two of them quickly rushed into each other's camp and slaughtered the soldiers, and at this moment everyone's mind seemed to be invaded by a killing intent, only kill and kill!

Rumble......

Taijitu was shocked, Xiao Chen was slaughtering the soldiers, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his mind, making the red light in his eyes disappear in an instant.

"Ah, what's going on?"

Xiao Chen grabbed his head suddenly, and in a panic, the halberd of a silver-armored soldier beside him had already hit his chest.

At the critical moment, he grabbed the blade of the halberd with one hand, causing him to stop in front of his heart.

Tick.......

The blood flowed quickly down the seams of his hands, Xiao Chen regained his senses, and with a flash of a knife, he cut off the head of the silver-armored soldier.

The scene just now flashed quickly in his mind, and the clip of the battle with Duanmu Yang was also replayed, and Xiao Chen began to feel weird.

"Why did I kill Duanmu Yang just now, did I really want to kill him now?"

Xiao Chen was confused, because in retrospect, even he didn't know what he was thinking at that time.

This phenomenon scared him.

"Could it be that I lost my mind just now due to the impact of resentment, and I have been controlled by the killing?!"

Xiao Chen frowned, thinking about the crux of the problem while fighting in the army.

However, he quickly discovered that what happened just now was not his true thoughts, even if he wanted to kill Duanmu Yang, but under the current situation, the six of them could not kill each other at this moment.

"Could it be that this war is not tempering the progress of one's cultivation, but one's mind?!"

Xiao Chen suddenly woke up.

He looked up at the battlefield and suddenly saw that everything seemed to revolve around killing.

The battle between the two armies, the resentment in the air, and the bats at night, every arrangement is for killing, and it seems that it is cultivating their murderous energy, but in fact, it is to make them deeply killed.

"Killing the Martial King, killing the Martial King, is it really just as literally meaningful, just to test the killing?!"

Xiao Chen was skeptical.

He believed that the Killing Martial King had arranged all this, not just for them to kill, but also for them to kill.

Xiao Chen recalled the 'Mind Mirror' again, and the killing of the Martial King in that scene seemed to tell them that the most important thing for a martial artist is to have a strong mind.

"Mind?!" Xiao Chen's eyes lit up suddenly.

He seemed to have caught the most important point.

"Perhaps, all this killing is to test the mind, kill the Martial King, he may just want to kill to nourish and kill, but he can't go crazy by killing, once he loses his mind, it is a failure!"

Xiao Chen's eyes were happy, and he said to himself excitedly: "I understand, I understand, killing martial arts, killing people to become benevolent, demons are not crazy, this is suitable for killing martial arts!"

Rumble......

In the moment of his epiphany, there seemed to be a light in the heavens and the earth that enveloped Xiao Chen, and then he was as if he was illusory, and the silver soldiers around him could actually pass through his body, as if they couldn't see him at all.

A bold voice sounded in the void, and the tyrant laughed: "Hahahaha...... Lucky boy, congratulations on finally being the first to realize the true meaning of killing martial arts. That's right, the true meaning of killing martial arts is to kill oneself and become a benevolent, demon but not crazy. Only a warrior with a strong mind can do this. If a person's mind is unstable because of too much killing, then when he crosses the Martial Emperor Tribulation, the end will definitely be in ashes. ”

Xiao Chen's mouth grew in shock, he didn't expect that the martial arts of killing the Martial King would require such a perverted killing to comprehend.

"Killing is a manifestation of a warrior's fearlessness, and only fearlessness can make it stronger. Only by killing and killing, killing to stop killing, and killing the world, can we prove the strongest martial arts. ”

The words of killing the Martial King were still ringing in his ears, Xiao Chen looked at the battlefield where everyone was fighting, whether it was Duanmu Yang, Dugu Leng, or Ye Qilin, there was a trace of red light in their eyes, which was a sign that their minds were gradually lost.

If they continue to kill like this and don't wake up, then I'm afraid they will never wake up.

And the faster you wake up, the more determined the martial artist's mind is, and the farther he can go on the killing martial arts.

Xiao Chen is also very lucky, fortunately, he has a Taiji diagram, and every time he can pull him back from being lost at a critical moment, otherwise he will lose his mind like Duanmu Yang and Dugu Leng and others, and become a machine that only knows how to kill.

Immediately after, the martial arts essence of killing the Martial King was all engraved in Xiao Chen's mind, and under the guidance of the Martial King, Xiao Chen sat down in the battlefield full of killing, like an outsider, feeling the killing thoughts and blood around him, he began to practice the killing martial arts skills.

The slaughter in the sky, the endless resentment lingering in his ears, and the roars of the warriors after losing their senses, all of these became the assistance of Xiao Chen's cultivation.

"Kill yourself to become a benevolent, demon but not crazy......."

Xiao Chen silently recited the key to killing martial arts, and the Taiji Diagram was also stimulated by the martial arts at this moment, and spun up, exuding streams of energy that merged into Xiao Chen's body.

These energies were previously in the forest where the secret realm was full of vitality, and that time because of the whirlpool in cultivation, and absorbed a huge amount of vitality and stored it in the Taiji diagram, and now it was stimulated by the martial arts imprint, and became the yuan power of Xiao Chen's cultivation.

Xiao Chen's eyes are clear, his spiritual sense is clear, and the shouts of killing and the resentment of the unjust souls around him are no longer able to affect him.

The red qi flowed slowly in the body, and then slowly became bigger and bigger, more and more, and gradually the red true qi replaced the cyan true qi in Xiao Chen's body before, rushing in the veins in the body.

Compared with the previous true qi, this red true qi is more domineering, more condensed, more refined, and has an uplifting effect.

Brush......

Xiao Chen's eyes burst out with a red light, the light was strange, but it was full of killing intent.

"Kill yourself to become a benevolent, the devil is not crazy!"

The outside world, the battlefield.

The sky was dark, the bones were all over the field, the blood was flowing, and the tragic scene was like a hell on earth.

Among the martial artists, Duanmu Yang and Yun Jianfei fought again, both of them had a strange red light flashing in their eyes, their minds had been invaded by anger, and there was only one thought in their minds, that is, to kill each other!

Yun Jianfei's swordsmanship is extremely domineering, in the entire battlefield, only his swordkeeping technique still has an attack effect, but the weapon has been replaced by a black armor army's broadsword, compared to his own spirit sword, it may not be so arbitrary, but it can kill the enemy.

With a knife, taking the enemy's head is like probing for something, and his combat effectiveness has become the one that can be played the most on the battlefield.

Duanmu Yang's horse chopping knife and Yun Jianfei's long knife kept colliding, and the red light in his eyes was a little weaker than Yun Jianfei's, and it was still flickering, as if there were signs of waking up.

On the other side, Night Qilin and Dugu Leng fought, and the battle between these two was even more earth-shattering and dangerous.

None of their cultivation methods can be used, they can only rely on their respective team weapons to attack and kill, the moves are all killing moves, and the two of them are hand-to-hand combat, and one of them may die here if he is not careful.

Under the constant stimulation of the smell of blood and the resentment around him, the red light in everyone's eyes became more and more vigorous, even Dugu's cold eyes were already blood-red, and among the people, his killing intent was actually the deepest.

"Ah......h

There was a sudden shout in the battlefield, and in addition to Xiao Chen, the other one who came to his senses first was Ye Xiaolin.

I saw him sticking a single knife into the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, but his eyes were clear.

"I won't be controlled by you, I won't be controlled by you!"

After Ye Xiaolin woke up, he saw the night qilin who was fighting with Dugu Leng, and he hurriedly shouted: "Brother, wake up, don't be controlled by killing thoughts." ”

He called as he approached the Night Kirin.

When he came to the side of the Night Qilin, the battle between Dugu Leng and the former made him unable to get close again.

"Brother, wake up, or you'll become a demon. "Ye Xiaolin is in a hurry, but he can't think of a way to wake up the night qilin.

At this time, Dugu's cold and bright red eyes saw that Ye Xiaolin's armor was also black iron armor, and the killing intent suddenly rolled up to Ye Xiaolin's body.

Ye Xiaolin was taken aback, and hurriedly drew his knife to block, but Dugu Leng's cultivation was not something he could resist, and after more than a dozen moves, he actually snorted, and was cut off by Dugu Leng, and blood spurted out at once, right on Ye Qilin's face.

The hot blood poured on the night qilin's face, causing the latter to shake all over, and the light in his eyes quickly receded, and then he saw his younger brother who had broken his wrist, still calling for him under the serious injury.

The night qilin's heart immediately felt as if a basin of ice water had been broken, and it was cold from head to toe.

"Ah...... What kind of killing can achieve the killing martial arts? If so, I would rather become a mad demon!"