Who is Kill Qianjun, the killer, what is the strongest killer, the heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Killing Qianjun was shocked for a moment, then calmed down, threw away distracting thoughts, and said coldly: "How did you dodge it? My sword, under the transcendental, no one can not die, you are only about the transcendent Eight Heavens, why can you dodge? I see that you have no treasures on you, no traces of old monsters, why?"

Why?

Dugu Lang smiled, no reason, because I am better than you.

Clapping his hands, moving his muscles and bones, he teased: "Because you are too weak to kill me." ”

It's a simple, very domineering explanation, aren't you boasting about how good you are? So what? It's not that you can't kill me, I'm stronger than you, and that's enough.

Kill Qianjun was stunned for a moment, is he too weak? No, it's that this kid is too weird, no wonder the price is so high, few people from Qingyang Academy are simple people, at first he scoffed, but now, he believes it.

A kid who doesn't look like an extraordinary eightfold heaven, in fact, Dugu Lang doesn't look so highly cultivated, but the fourth or fifth heaven, killing Qianjun is conservatively estimated, I didn't expect this kid to hide too deeply, he is a talent.

"You have to watch it, the next sword will kill you. ”

Holding a sword in his hand, the long sword is sharp, majestic as a knife, cutting the air at a trace, there is a slight sound in his ears, Dugu Lang suddenly smiled: "Are you here?"

The sword is hidden in the wind, the sword comes out of the majestic wind, the breeze blows Dugu Lang's cheeks, the slightest feeling comes to his heart, the killing machine is presented, the long sword cuts through, Dugu Lang stretches out two fingers, and gently clamps it, the tip of the sword is fixed in front of Dugu Lang, and the body of Killing Qianjun is presented from the space, flying in the air, and his eyes are full of shock.

Dugu Lang's hand was strong, the long sword flew out, fell to the ground, killed Qianjun coughed, got up from the ground, his body was stained with a little dust, slightly embarrassed, he was no longer calm, and looked at Dugu Lang solemnly: "Why?"

Why is it so strong.

but pretend to be weak.

Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

A few words popped up in Kill Qianjun's mind, he didn't dare to look down at Dugulang anymore, he got serious, the long sword was in his hand, his spiritual power was running, and he was on alert, Dugulang put down his hand, flicked his fingers twice, made a clicking sound, and said: "The muscles and bones are not flexible, and I feel that my whole body hurts when I move, hey, I'm old." ”

The voice is very funny, killing Qianjun didn't laugh, staring at Dugulang coldly, his pupils constricted, his attention was concentrated, this man was not simple, he might not be his opponent, two fingers pinched him and struck him, this kind of thing, he had never encountered it, and killing people in the past was enough with one sword.

There is no need for extra attacks, kill with a sword, and then travel far away, this is a ten-day kill, kill a thousand kings.

"It seems that I can't be idle today, so I have to get serious. ”

Whether it is an opponent or not, the guess is inaccurate, it needs to be verified, killing Qianjun will not be deterred by Dugulang's series of work, killers kill people, it is to be strong with weak enemies, strong with weak, and it is not a difficult thing to meet a strong opponent, but a happy thing.

"I'm going to be serious, you have to be careful. ”

Dugu Lang waved his hand and said indifferently: "Whatever, but you have to use all your strength this time, I won't let you go like this time, this time it will be regarded as the reward for you to let go of my senior sister and junior sister, and then, you have to be careful, because I don't know if you will die." ”

The words fell, the two moved, killing Qianjun was full of murderous aura, the sword aura was soaring, a sword came out, the light flashed, the cold wind Xiao Xiao autumn leaves fell, the body was as light as a butterfly, the long sword slashed through Dugulang's neck, Dugulang stepped back, his hand turned into a palm, and he slapped at the body of Kill Qianjun, Kill Qianjun's body rotated, and the long sword turned into a beautiful flower, crossing Dugulang's arm.

This sword cut past, Dugu Lang's arm was wasted, Dugu Lang's hind feet exerted force, his body suddenly moved forward, and he did not retreat, the long sword was only, it was not worth being afraid, killing Qianjun did not expect Dugu Lang to suddenly attack and was caught off guard.

The body was hit by Dugu Lang several times in a row, flew out upside down, blood overflowed, knelt on the ground, stood up on the ground, hugged the sword and held his chest, the blood had already been red in his clothes, Dugu Lang put away his fist, blew a breath, and said: "Your body is too weak, after being close, there is no ability to resist, another punch, it is estimated that you will not be able to survive, but unfortunately, you escaped." ”

Killing Qianjun was afraid for a while, Dugu Lang reacted too fast, beyond his imagination, if it wasn't for the last blow, he would have run fast, it was really as Dugu Lang said, he was directly crippled, his body was uncomfortable, he was hit by Dugu Lang a few punches, his internal organs were full of scars, and blood was overflowing.

"Almost, this kid is moving too fast for my sword to get close to him. ”

He thought he was fast, clinker this kid was faster than him, and the long sword couldn't touch his body, which made him very hard, wait, this kid was gone, and Kill Qianjun couldn't continue to think, his eyes were staring around, one place, one place to another, and he didn't let go of any position.

"Found it, here, see if you're not dead this time. ”

In the shadow on the left, Kill Qianjun saw Dugu Lang's figure, the long sword attacked with lightning speed, passing through Dugu Lang's body, and so on, passing through, phantom.

"Oh no, I've been tricked. ”

Kill Qianjun hurriedly turned around, the long sword changed direction, and he didn't want to stab behind him, Dugu Lang's figure appeared there, grabbed the long sword with one hand, and with the other hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it down.

"Boom. ”

The ground collapsed, the river splashed, and a drizzle fell in the air, and the drizzle fell on Dugulang's body, washing away those traces of soil, Dugulang stood up, shook his head and said, "Why bother?"

The early White Emperor City, one of the most powerful in the killer organization, is nothing more than that.

"You are not my opponent, do you really think that I will be afraid of you, you early White Emperor City is just one of the killer agencies, not people from the killer agency, their people may be afraid of some of them, you early White Emperor City, hmph, not five people together, do you think I will be afraid of any of you?"

"Ahem. ”

A cough sound came from below the ground, and the ground began to roll, and a pair of hands stretched out from below, picking up the dirt, revealing the face of killing Qianjun, the mask was shattered, revealing his original appearance, a fair-skinned beautiful man, but it was a pity that the dirt on his face, and the blood blocked his handsomeness.

"Why? Don't you want to die?"

Dugu Lang didn't rush to do it, and took a serious look at this killing Qianjun, this person is still a decent gentleman, it's a pity to be a killer.

"Skills are not as good as people, it is the destiny of our killers, killing and being killed, but the roles are different, there is no difference, we expected such a day, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, I still have to die in your hands, and I don't complain. ”

Unable to resist, staring at Dugu Lang, but he didn't understand, why was he so familiar in front of him, from his body, he seemed to see his own shadow, familiar, very familiar, to the back, overlapping.

I don't know if it's his delusion, but he also thinks that he is hallucinating, and his consciousness is beginning to blur and he can't see things clearly.

"Killers, the reason why they are called killers, is because killing and being killed are all with their hands, and our hands are stained with blood, one person, ten people, a hundred, or a thousand people, each killer has a lot of lives on his hands, and the moment they kill someone, they know that they will definitely die at the hands of someone in the future, this person, maybe a peer, maybe someone to kill. ”

"Most of them are the people to be killed by the mission, this is the fate of the killer, the final destination, can never escape, unless one day, you die, you can be freed, and you, today will also be free, before the liberation, can there be a last word?"

Dugu Lang talked eloquently, counting the killer's past, fate, murderer, and people always kill him.

The world is fair, you kill people, and one day, you will be killed by others.

Heaven and earth are reincarnated, and fate is inescapable.

Kill Qianjun lay on the ground, exhaled quietly, inhaled, looked at the sky, and said in a daze: "Fate? ”

The smile is very crazy, and it is rare to smile when killing Qianjun, this seems to be the first time he laughs since he became a killer, and it is also the last time.

That's right, the killer is like this, the reincarnation of fate is already doomed, why force it?

"Life and death, in fact, are so close, you can touch it with a stretch of hand, it's a pity, once you choose the wrong one, death will be the last focus, boy, what's your name?"

The last question, what is your name, there is no other last word to kill Qianjun, only this one, you can also explain to the king of Yama when you die, who did I die in, and how I died, it can be regarded as blinding.

"Dugu Lang!"

Dugu Lang read it out word by word, and killed Qianjun and muttered to himself: "Dugu Lang, Dugu Lang, Dugu, Lonely, Lang, Prodigal Son, Wandering the World, ridiculous, pity, sigh, it turns out that you are even more lonely than me, and lonely, haha." ”

"Haha, Dugu Lang, lonely by nature, why not be afraid of wandering the world, haha, you are destined to be a lonely person, I can't think of it, I can't imagine that we are the same kind of people, it's ridiculous. ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, Dugu Lang looked down, killed Qianjun and died peacefully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, indicating that he died without sadness, Dugu Lang squatted down, covered his eyes, tidied up his clothes, hair, and flicked his hand, the seed fell to the ground, hanging on his forehead, Dugu Lang's spiritual power operated, the ground rolled, but for a moment, covering his body.

"Sometimes death is also the beginning of life. ”

Dugu Lang sighed, lightly, the ground began to move, pop, pop, the ground cracked, a small tree rose straight from under the ground, from the small hairy teeth to the last cool tree, completed a transformation, Dugu Lang gently raised, the trees trembled, the leaves fell, making a wonderful sound.

"The way back, the way back, the way back I don't know where it is. ”

"It's a pity, it's a sigh, it's a return home. ”

The killer is respectable and pathetic.