[The killing mission is completed, and the fantasy value is 5000, and the current host has fantasy value: 5000.] 】

[The killing contract is terminated.] 】

Zhou Ming's face fell down palely, and he knelt on the ground with a sword in one hand, and a large stream of fishy sweetness surged up his throat and was squirted out by him. Even if he used fantasy realization, killing eleven Divine Martial Realm Source Qi Masters one after another, he was still very reluctant, and in the battle just now, he was already seriously injured.

Zhou Ming's object this time was still a cultivator, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was constantly repairing his injuries, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just under the bonus of the killing contract, his strength has risen directly to a peak like a roller coaster, and at the moment of completing the task, he also felt the pleasure brought to him by the ultimate power, and the intoxicating feeling was really inextricable.

If it weren't for the termination of the killing contract, he might have continued to kill, and the skyrocketing strength almost made him lose his mind, if the condition of this mission was not to kill ten Divine Martial Realm Yuan Qi Masters, but hundreds, thousands, would he still be able to stay awake at that time?

Zhou Ming looked at the Shenwu Academy, which was already bleeding, and the heavy smell of blood in the air stimulated his olfactory nerves. He slowly came to his senses, he was not a person who liked to kill after all, but if someone touched his bottom line, even if he became Shura, what did it matter?

This time, the confusion in Zhou Ming's heart completely disappeared, he stood up, glanced at the corpses that had been cut in two at his feet, and laughed at himself. His figure flickered, and when he reappeared, the black sword turned, and a thick arm was cut off by Qi Gen.

Long Fumei had never experienced this kind of despair, a piece of fresh life kept disappearing in front of her eyes, she was helpless, sad, frightened, the middle-aged man with a murderous face was walking towards her step by step, she remembered her family, but unfortunately, no one from the Long family was present now, who could save her? She was just a lamb to the slaughter like those poor students at this time.

She really wanted to tell the middle-aged man her identity as the eldest lady of the Long family, but under the endless fear, she couldn't speak.

A graceful figure suddenly appeared in Long Fumei's mind, could she be so frightened that she couldn't speak like herself now? Maybe she was even more unbearable than herself, and she was already trembling, right? Thinking that that kind of genius would also show such an ugly state, she suddenly felt that everything in front of her was not so terrible.

The middle-aged man's hand grabbed it, and Long Fumei bit her trembling lip and closed her eyes. Before death came, she also satisfied her vanity a little.

However, several seconds passed, and she felt no pain, and death, as if it had not come.

Long Fumei opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her made her subconsciously cover her mouth.

The middle-aged man still maintained a forward posture, while his arm fell to the ground.

Sticky and bright red, like a splash of soup.

"Ahh

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his eyes were red, and he cried out in pain as he covered the blood-spurting wound.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Yuan Qizhi had just become addicted to killing, and was about to harvest a few more lives, but unexpectedly, a young man with a black sword suddenly rushed out and cut off his arm.

The pain in the heart made Yuan Qizhi lose his mind, he was swayed by anger and killing intent, a fist full of Yuan Qi blasted out, and a Yuan Qi fist mark rushed over fiercely, looking at the situation, he not only wanted to bombard the young man, but even Long Fumei was his target.

The fist prints bombarded, the ground was dusty, a black sword flashed, several black sword shadows and fist prints collided together, and a strong wind blew on the flat ground, and for a time the sand and rocks flew away, and the smoke and dust were everywhere.

Zhou Ming picked up Long Fumei and fell to a ruin, he flashed out of thin air, and the whole person appeared in front of Yuan Qizhen, kicking upward, before Yuan Qizhen could react, the whole person was carried into the air by a ferocious force.

The black sword light flashed, flesh and blood flew sideways, and Yuan Qizhen's body was suddenly divided into countless parts.

"Smack!"

Pieces of bright red flesh fell, and some of the nerve-laden organs were still wriggling.

Long Fumei stood on the ruins in a daze, she had never seen such a bloody scene, her face became extremely pale after brushing, and she couldn't help but bend over and retch.

The black sword was returned to the sheath, Zhou Ming stood not far away and sighed, it was also embarrassing for her, no one could stand such a cruel scene.

Zhou Ming estimated that his current strength should be about the same as that of the Nine Star Source Qi Master, plus the strange techniques of the cultivators, he should be able to compete with most of the Nine Star Source Qi Masters, and the middle-aged man just now should not be the Nine Star Source Qi Master, otherwise he would not be able to solve him so easily.

Zhou Ming looked in the other direction, there, there was also a person from the Yuan family.

Yuan Qisu was very frightened when he saw Zhou Ming looking at him. He was the shrewdest of the three brothers, and when Yuan Qishan asked them to do it, he first rushed out with Yuan Qizhen, and when Yuan Qizhen was killing, he stood aside and watched, wanting to observe the situation before making a move.

When Zhou Ming killed Yuan Qishan and the ten Yuan family shadows, he witnessed the whole process. Just as he was in a trance, Yuan Qizhen also died at the hands of Zhou Ming.

Seeing Zhou Ming slowly walking towards him, Yuan Qisu unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was very scared. This young man's strength is extremely terrifying, a scum like him who has just stepped into the Divine Martial Realm, maybe someone can crush him to death with a single finger.

Although he didn't kill anyone, he was a member of the Yuan family after all, and who knew if this young man would cut him with a sword.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qisu's legs couldn't stop trembling, and Zhou Ming's steps were like stepping on his heart, making his heart beat violently with every step.

Zhou Ming stopped, glanced at Yuan Qisu, turned into a black light, and disappeared into the distance.

Zhou Ming's glance made Yuan Qisu fall into an ice cave, and he sat down paralyzed, holding his chest and breathing violently, his forehead covered with cold sweat. He didn't know why Zhou Ming would let him go, and he didn't want to explore this question, he only knew that he was still alive now, and he didn't want to try a second time with this torment hovering on the edge of life and death.

"Wan Mang! Because you are obsessed! Shenwu Academy was destroyed by you like this!"

"Old drunkard, don't you want to break through to the peak of the Divine Martial Realm? As long as you can step into the Turning Saint Realm, a mere Divine Martial Academy is nothing!"

Mo Qianli and Wan Mang fought inextricably, and the two punched each other, and a whirlpool of energy appeared around them.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The whirlpool exploded, and the surrounding ground was blasted out of large craters of different depths.

Mo Qianli was afraid that the battle between him and Wan Mang would affect the Shenwu Academy, so he slapped a palm in the air and rose into the air.

Wan Mang punched away the palm shadow, and with a step on his feet, the whole person rushed towards Mo Qianli.

Mo Qianli took advantage of the distance between him and Wan Mang, and then divided his attention to the medical room, and he fixed his eyes to see that the medical room was surrounded by severed limbs, and only five corpses still had their upper bodies intact. He looked carefully, with a shocked face, that was the person of the Yuan family!

He glanced around the Shenwu Academy, the Shenwu Academy, which was originally like a slaughterhouse, had quieted down at this time, although there were countless casualties, there were still many people alive.

"Yuan family, the general trend has gone!"

Mo Qian's head was a lot more relaxed, his gaze fell on Wan Mang, and his eyes were bright again.

"Djinn!"

Mo Qianli put his palms together, and the shadow of a giant appeared behind him, and the giant raised his palm and slapped it down at Wan Mang.

"White Tiger Divine Fist!"

Wan Mang didn't expect Mo Qianli to even use this kind of stunt, he was not to be outdone, his whole body was condensed into his right fist, the tiger shadow condensed, and slammed into the palm of the giant.

The air was squeezed and deformed, the void rippled, and the fierce energy fluctuations spread from the intersection of fists and palms, and a hurricane blew in the void, and Yuan Qi rushed, Wan Mang and Mo Qian stood opposite each other, and they were at a stalemate for a while.

"Bang!"

The earth-shattering explosion, the tiger shadow and the giant's palm flew away at the same time, Wan Mang and Mo Qianli seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and the two of them each retreated a foot away.

Mo Qianli was a little out of breath, touched the wine jug on his waist with one hand and looked at Wan Mang and said with a smile: "Wan Mang, don't you see if the people of the Yuan family are still alive." ”

Wan Mang's face was also not good-looking, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that there was something strange in Mo Qianli's words, he glanced towards the bottom of the Shenwu Academy, his face was full of shock, the people of the Yuan family, dead?

He glanced at Yuan Mi and the others, who were still fighting with Su Mu and Chizhong Mountain in the distance, and without saying a word, he turned around and flew away.

Mo Qianli didn't stop Wan Mang, he had some guesses in his heart, and he came to the medical room with a swoop.

"Canglong Fury!"

Su Mu swept down with one leg, and the void suddenly roared, and the dragon shadow about five zhang long, swinging its tail and flying, slammed into the five eight-star source Qi masters from top to bottom.

However, the five Eight-Star Origin Qi Masters were unharmed by this blow, and they were surrounded by the phantoms of several shields, which combined to form an indestructible armor shield.

"Qiankun Palm!"

The five Eight Star Source Qi Masters shouted in unison, the sky darkened, and a palm about half the size of the sky condensed in the clouds, and the big palm passed through the clouds and mist, and slapped down in the air.

The momentum of the great heaven and earth is brewing in this big palm that covers the sky, and a powerful qi is locked down, Su Mu frowned, this palm is definitely not something he can follow, although he has the means to avoid this palm, but below is the Shenwu Academy, he dodges, who will take this palm?

He quickly made a decision in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Lao Chi, help me!"

Chi Chongshan, who was still fighting with Yuan Mi, quickly noticed the situation on Su Mu's side, his eyes flashed, and he slapped the power of a landslide with one palm.

In the face of such a fierce palm, Yuan Mi didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to dodge back.

"Dragon Strike!"

Su Mu's fists came out together, and countless fist shadows circled upward, converging on each other, forming a giant dragon with angry eyes.

"Gluttony!"

Chizhong Mountain flew over, a pair of double eyes shone brightly, he danced with both palms, and the shadow of a hideous beast ran towards the big palm and bit it down.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth shook, and the beasts and dragons came out together, and the big palms that covered the sky disappeared in an instant.