Zheng Xiyuan looked coldly at Yu Tian who fell to the ground, and a sword qi shot out, and Yu Tian's head, which was still in mid-air, suddenly shattered.

In the woods behind Yu Tian, He Zhihao, who had not yet had time to do it, was taken aback, this kid was too ruthless, he cut off people's heads and broke corpses.

"Big brother!" Before He Zhihao could speak, beside him, the two elders of the hidden killing group had already rushed forward, they had known Yu Tian for many years, they were brothers, and the brothers were not only killed in front of him. Their heads were blown out, how could they bear it.

However, although these two elders were red-eyed, they were not too cerebral palsy, and they did not dare to rush directly after the lessons of the past few days. Instead, one left and one right outflanked Zheng Xiyuan.

These two elders are called White Water and Black Feather. Among the five heroes of Shenyin, the cooperation of the two of them is famous all over the world. If the two join forces, He Zhihao, who is the strongest in Shenyin, will have to retreat a little. It's a pity that they met Zheng Xiyuan, a freak today, and they are destined to compose a tragedy.

Zheng Xiyuan moved his hand, and the dark moon turned into countless black arrows and shot at Bai Shui. Each of the black arrows was infinitely powerful, and the trees along the way were pierced directly, leaving hideous round holes in the trunks. Bai Shui saw that the black arrow was terrifying, and he didn't dare to make a hard connection, so he had to keep retreating. But those damn arrows still turned, and his mother even knew how to run after people. Bai Shui was stunned, scolding his mother while holding his head and running away. Momentarily embarrassed.

Black Feather knew that he couldn't count on it, and he suddenly stopped looking at the young man standing in front of him.

Looking at the uninhibited smile on the corner of Zheng Xiyuan's mouth, thinking of Yu Tian, who had just died tragically, Hei Yu felt hatred in his heart, and he had long forgotten the rule that he should not be rash when fighting, and that he must leave hole cards. With all his strength, he slapped towards Zheng Xiyuan's chest, but he only hit the phantom that remained in the wind.

A strong wind hit behind him, and Black Feather suddenly looked back, but there was no one behind him. He was in a hurry. However, before he could turn around, the phantom in front of him, which had not yet dissipated, turned into a physical entity again, and a palm was reflected on his chest.

Once Zheng Xiyuan's Qinglian Sword Technique has the sword intent, the sword qi will be born at will. It can be launched from the palm to the fist and the fingers, and the raging sword qi instantly poured into Hei Yu's body. Minced his entrails. Black Feather didn't realize the fact that he had been killed, but he had already died.

"The mirror is full of water, the child is empty, true and false, and there is nothing to be done. It's your honor to die under this second form of incarnation. "This is the second form of the shadow transformation technique that Zheng Xiyuan has only recently practiced, and it is groundless. It seems that in order to avoid the opponent's attack, he has flashed behind the opponent, but then with a special pace, he returns to the same place after a circle behind the opponent to launch an attack, so as to achieve the effect of striking east and west and taking him by surprise.

You must know that when people find that their opponent is behind them and can attack them at any time, they will inevitably subconsciously panic, turn around and fight back with all their might, forcing the opponent back. However, when they found out that there was no one behind them, and the real attack came from in front of them, the old force was gone, and the new force was not born. Therefore, it is no accident that tragedy occurred.

In his previous life, Zheng Xiyuan relied on this move to defeat many opponents of the same level as himself. What's more, this Black Feather is already a head lower than him. If he hadn't had the heart to try a new trick, Zheng Xiyuan would have been able to shoot him to death.

Bai Shui saw that the black feather was killed here, and the more urgent he was, the faster he died. The shoulder "poof" was pierced by a black arrow and nailed to a tree. The black arrows around him suddenly pounced like fanatical star-chasing fans...... (The next shot involves violence.)

Zheng Xiyuan had already killed the four elders in an instant, and a cold light flashed in the corner of his eyes. Walked towards He Zhihao.

He Zhihao saw that the four Martial God-level elders of the Hidden Killing Organization had fallen in Zheng Xiyuan in an instant, and he knew that the general trend had gone, and in an instant, he seemed to be ten years old. He watched Zheng Xiyuan walk towards him step by step in despair. He sighed and walked up slowly.

"What, don't resist?" Zheng Xiyuan looked at He Zhihao coldly, as if he was already looking at a dead man in his eyes.

"I'm not your opponent, if you want to kill or kill you, right?" He Zhihao said alone, leaning against a tree. He knew that he had a hard time fighting against Yu Tian, and he couldn't win the four elders joining forces with a little chicken blood. But Zheng Xiyuan won it more easily than. Facing him is like a baby facing a healthy adult, and the idea of rebellion is gone.

"Hehe, don't you want to give your disciples and grandchildren some time?" Zheng Xiyuan glanced disdainfully at the bushes rustling in the wind above his head that night, and two black four-leaf darts appeared in his hands. The dart spun and flew out. In a few moments, two screams rang out in response from the leaves, and two young men in black each fell down with an injured arm in their arms.

He Zhihao's eyes trembled. He originally thought that he and Zheng Xiyuan might be able to delay for a while if they said a few words, but anyway, it would take longer than rushing up and dragging it out. It's good to get some escape from the world for his two apprentices, but he didn't think that Zheng Xiyuan had already discovered the two of them. Sighing, he said to Zheng Xiyuan in a pleading tone: "You can kill me, but I beg you to bypass the two of them." Both of them are my protégés, the last hope of the Hidden Killer Group. ”

Zheng Xiyuan glanced at the two young men and said, "Hmph, no one has ever wanted to kill me and still live in peace, but the two of them haven't done anything after all, and if I want them to let them go, but only if you promise me a condition." ”

"What conditions?" He Zhihao was stunned. A bad premonition rose in his heart.

"I will not kill you, but you will submit to me with the whole hidden killing. At the same time, this hidden killing group naturally includes you. Zheng Xiyuan said indifferently.

"You!" A trace of anger flashed in He Zhihao's eyes. "Don't go too far, I, He Zhihao, will die, and I won't become someone else's lackey. ”

"If you don't care about my dog, of course you can choose to die here like a person. But don't blame me for not reminding you, you know how many people your hidden killing team has offended. As long as you and your apprentice die here, your hidden killing team will come to an end today, what's the matter, when you want to kill me, you have calculated that I have a lot of enemies, and you have forgotten that you have a lot of enemies?" Zheng Xiyuan smiled, to make others submit to you, in addition to defeating him, but also to make him completely afraid of you.

Sure enough, a look of horror flashed in He Zhihao's eyes, "How do you know?"

Your words in the teahouse fell to my ears word for word, and of course I knew it—do you think Zheng Xiyuan would say that? If you want the other party to be afraid of you, you must make him think that you are unfathomable. Therefore, Zheng Xiyuan was very cooperative and gave an unfathomable smile.

He Zhihao was stunned, no longer refuting Zheng Xiyuan's words, but fell into silence in a daze, it is true that he understands that even if he dies, the power of the hidden killing group is still not weak. Let's not talk about the countless elite killers. Even a powerful intelligence network is worth a lot of money.

But since the establishment of the hidden killing team, countless dignitaries have been killed by the killers under their name. The suzerains of the past generations have even caused many heavyweights to pass away. The name of the enemy family cannot be reported for three days and three nights. However, the suzerains of the previous dynasties of the hidden killing group are strong, and there are a group of elders and subordinates under them. Those enemies hate them so much that their teeth itch. But he was afraid of being assassinated by the leader of the hidden killing team and the elders for revenge, so he didn't dare to attack the forces of the hidden killing group openly.

After all, no matter how big people pull the bombardment, it is impossible to invite six or seven martial god-level masters to be bodyguards to protect them 24 hours a day, right? This kind of treatment cannot be enjoyed by the emperor.

After all, there are martial god-level masters on the mainland, who doesn't have a head and a face. Usually raise a flower and walk a bird, hug a beautiful woman and take a bubble bath, who has nothing to do to surrender his identity to others as a bodyguard? It is precisely because of this that the hard-killing group is rampant on the mainland. Look at whoever is upset, I will cut whom.

But He Zhihao knew that once he died here, the hidden killing group would also enter an era of lack of success. There are many elite masters, but there are no top powerhouses. Those enemies in the past, who don't have any information in their hands.

They are usually afraid of themselves, so even if the killers under them really miss their hands and are caught, and they go to their house to sit down a little, then they can only obediently put people back. But to die yourself. Those big people relied on the forces in their hands to get serious, and it was only a matter of time before they eliminated the killers under the hidden killing group.

In this way, he is a sinner in the hidden killing group. is dead, what kind of face do you have to face the master who handed over the hidden killing group to you, and face the leader of the hidden killing team who has exhausted his efforts for the hidden killing group for generations.

He Zhihao sighed, looking at his expression, Zheng Xiyuan knew that he had made a decision. Sure enough, he said, "Well, I'm willing to submit to you." Saying that, without waiting for Zheng Xiyuan to plant a blood curse on him, He Zhihao himself had already begun to chant: "Swear in the name of Hadilias, the god of the underworld, and give my life to my lord Zheng Xiyuan." It is up to my Lord to decide whether my life or death. If I break this oath, my soul will forever fall into hell and become the bait of demons. ”

As he chanted, a faint red light appeared in his hand. In the red light, a quiet soul power rolled. With a pious look, he held this bundle of soul power in front of Zheng Xiyuan.

Zheng Xiyuan knew that this ritual was called soul sacrifice. Although it is different from the Blood Curse, it has similar powers to the Blood Curse. The difference is that the Blood Curse can be planted by the master himself, and can even be forced to be planted by weak minions. And this ritual of consecration can only be performed by the servants who consciously offer their souls to their masters.

Zheng Xiyuan stretched out his hand, the back of his hand was facing up, He Zhihao respectfully held the beam of soul power and put it on the back of Zheng Xiyuan's hand, and on the back of Zheng Xiyuan's hand, the red light flowed like blood. Transform into a tiny bat-wing spell mark. The red light faded, and the spell turned black.

"The hosts. He Zhihao half-knelt in front of Zheng Xiyuan and lowered his unbeatable head in the past.

"From today onwards, you will follow me to stand on the top of the continent. Zheng Xiyuan smiled very forcefully.