In my mind, there was a memory of the way of killing over and over again.

The figure of killing the world in the inheritance memory seemed to reappear in Fang Xiu's sight.

The feeling of being fearless in the face of thousands of troops, the violent killing intent that destroyed everything in front of him, was echoing in Fang Xiu's mind at this moment.

With every punch of that figure, countless people fell.

Murderous intent rushed into the sky, and blood rendered his eyes.

In an instant, the dead were reduced to bones.

Falling, blood, white bones, mixed together, is a terrible intent to die, but also a shattered killing.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Fang Xiu's closed eyes suddenly opened, but there was a strange scarlet color in his eyes.

Killing intent rushed into the sky at this moment.

Rumble!

The furious slaughter rose from Fang Xiu, and instantly swept all directions.

There were many guards guarding the courtyard, and when this killing intent corroded, they all stiffened, and in an instant, sweat was already soaking their backs, as if a sharp blade was hanging above their heads, so that they did not dare to move.

Chongxiao's killing intent affected more than just them.

Almost in the next moment, it swept through the entire Zhengtian Auction House, and it also spread outward.

"What's going on!"

Zhang Xian was suddenly taken aback, although the killing intent was not as powerful and vast as the momentum of the Innate Extreme Realm, it was more pure and intimidating, making his heart seem to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and he was almost out of breath.

made Zhang Xian think that there was another terrifying strong man coming.

In the Zhengtian Auction House, the people inside are like falling into an ice cellar at this moment, and the idea of killing the world no longer haunts their minds all the time.

Some people who are not strong-willed are now showing signs of losing their minds.

Some people's legs trembled unconsciously, and their eyes gradually turned red, showing signs of being infected by killing intent.

No one knows what's going on.

It's all similar to Zhang Xian's thoughts, I just thought that another strong man had come here.

This pure and extreme killing intent seems to exist only for the sake of killing, and it is born to kill for the sake of killing.

It was noticed by those strong people in the city for the first time.

Zhao Lang's hand that was stroking his beard shook, and he tore off a few black and white beards without noticing, and looked in the direction of Zhengtian Auction House in astonishment.

For a moment now, he sensed a terrifying killing intent.

It is not powerful, but it is extremely pure, which makes him, a powerhouse of the Innate Extreme Realm, feel a chill in his heart.

"Where did this killing intent come from, when did such a murderer appear in the Zhengtian Sect, even if this killing intent was destroyed, I am afraid it would not be able to be cultivated!

This is the killing intent of Hong Xuankong's old dog, no...... No, Hong Lao Gou doesn't have this kind of killing intent. ”

Zhao Lang instantly overturned his guess.

But if it weren't for Hong Xuankong, then what was the origin of this killing intent.

The so-called human slaughter, the so-called general who has fought on the battlefield all his life, cannot have such a terrifying and pure killing intent.

In Zhao Lang's memory, let alone a person, even those murderous soldiers who have killed countless lives, almost none of them can compare with the killing intent in their perception.

"Could it be that Hong Laogou has provoked some powerful characters again!"

When Zhao Lang guessed, his brows suddenly furrowed, the killing intent in his perception had been hidden, and he couldn't detect any trace even if he probed, as if it had never appeared.

In the courtyard, Hong Xuankong stood aside with a solemn expression, staring closely at Fang Xiu with red eyes.

The killing intent that rushed into the sky just now really shocked him.

In an instant, Hong Xuankong sensed the specific source of the killing intent and came to Fang Xiu's face.

When facing this killing intent, Hong Xuankong knew that he still underestimated the horror of this killing intent.

Even he, when he was caught off guard, he almost lost his mind.

Hong Xuankong didn't hesitate too much, and immediately used means to suppress Fang Xiu's killing intent in the courtyard, and did not let him vent so unscrupulously.

The killing intent was suppressed, and all the people under this killing intent were relieved, and when they felt it again, sweat soaked their clothes like rain.

And the guards outside the courtyard are the ones closest to the source of this killing intent.

After the killing intent subsided, they all collapsed to the ground, and their minds were greatly impacted.

Zhang Xian hurriedly rushed to Fang Xiu's side, and before he stepped into the courtyard, Hong Xuankong's voice came from inside.

"Go back, this seat will take care of the matter here!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Xian's footsteps paused, and he did not disobey Hong Xuankong's order.

In the courtyard, Fang Xiu's mind at this time was rendered by the killing intent, and there was a tendency to intensify, and the scarlet eyes seemed to be dripping blood, and the suppressed killing intent was raging in it.

"Don't wake up yet!"

Hong Xuankong's brows furrowed, and he burst into a shout, hitting Fang Xiu's heart.

This is not a simple burst of drinking, but a sentence that contains the momentum of Hong Xuankong's innate extreme realm.

This burst of shouting went straight to Fang Xiu's mind and touched the idea of killing the world.

"Kill!"

Fang Xiu's eyes instantly looked at Hong Xuankong, and a punch blasted out, and the killing intent suddenly rioted like boiling water, surging away like ocean waves.

"Where did this kid get this killing intent, what kind of martial arts is he cultivating!"

Hong Xuankong couldn't help but gasp at this time.

He didn't expect to drink a slap in the face, and he failed to wake up Fang Xiu, but instead made the other party completely riot.

Bang!

Hong Xuankong slowly pushed out with a palm, and the true qi turned out, and the surging killing intent like the waves of the sea seemed to have encountered an insurmountable moat, and Fang Xiu suddenly slammed into it with a punch.

Hong Xuankong didn't move at all, but Fang Xiu was shocked by this anti-shock force and fell back again and again.

The blow did not make a difference, and Fang Xiufu struck again.

Extreme Boxing - The Way of Killing!

Every punch is blasted out, as if it is a sea of corpses and blood, and every punch blasted out carries the idea of exterminating everything and slaughtering the world.

"It's boxing...... It's still killing intent, this kid has other artistic conceptions besides comprehending sword intent!"

Hong Xuankong felt that his cheeks were a little cold and a little painful.

A person may not be able to comprehend one artistic conception in his life, but how much has Fang Xiu comprehended, two or three?

What Hong Xuankong couldn't understand the most was how Fang Xiu comprehended such a terrifying killing intent.

This kind of pure killing, even if Hong Xuankong is well-informed, has never seen it in other people.

Even the most ferocious villain, the killing intent on his body was less than one-tenth of Fang Xiu's body at this moment.

Maybe because of the strength of the realm, the killing intent will be stronger than Fang Xiu, but when it comes to pure purity, it is far inferior.

"Without millions of corpses, how can you practice this kind of killing intent, could it be that this kid Fang Xiu is actually hidden, and he is still a general who has killed countless enemies on the battlefield?"

Other than this, Hong Xuankong couldn't think of any other possibilities.

This killing intent really refreshed his cognition.

However, no matter how Hong Xuankong guessed, Fang Xiu didn't care about it, and there was only one thought in his heart.

"Kill!"

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