The Road of Death is both the name of the assessment and the title of this space, and the five of them join forces to send everyone to the Road of Death, and the time is fixed at 6 p.m. The formation pattern on the identity jade was activated, and a stream of information about the assessment and the path of death was injected into everyone's minds, and the originally groggy person suddenly woke up, and the death trial officially began.

The vast grassland is green, the tender green grass sways with the breeze, and the whole sea of green seems to be like a wave that passes away into the distance. The blue sky is dyed a fiery red by the setting sun, the enchanting clouds float in the air, casting patches of shadows on the grassland, the afterglow of the sun spills on the earth, and the soft grass looks particularly delicate and vital in the sunset.

Feng Jianfei retracted his breath and lay quietly in the grass, appearing in the grassland at the beginning, which makes people very helpless, the endless grassland, the slightest move will be discovered, according to the regulations, the death penalty and the reference are absolute opposites, and the relationship between the reference is also very complicated, in short, if you want to live in this space, you can only rely on yourself.

The sunset sprinkled the last trace of afterglow, the night covered the whole land, the veil of night seriously cut off everyone's sight, Feng Jian Fei after making sure that there was no one in the perceptible range, carefully got up, and left the grassland that was difficult to hide.

In just two hours, according to the message transmitted by Jade, more than 1,800 people have died, and the huge death toll is no higher than before. It was brutal for all who attended.

Under the moonlight, several desperate teenagers ran frantically on the grassland, red blood continued to flow out from the wounds on their bodies, the trampled grass was dyed with a layer of bright red, a red phantom swept by, and the bright dagger emitted a cold cold light, mercilessly slashing the throats of several people.

The only remaining teenager collapsed to the ground, completely ignoring the scars all over his body, looking at each other with fear on his face, his body trembling uncontrollably, and muttering gibberish: "Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

The woman in red bent down to pick up the jade of the dead boy and put it in the storage ring, and slowly walked towards the young man, a blood-red long skirt vividly showed her graceful figure, her tall figure showed a seductive curve, her skin was as fat as jade without a trace of dust, and her angelic face revealed a bewitching evil charm.

She lowered her body with a smile, the dagger in her hand lightly slashed through the young man's throat, Qianqianyu took the young man's jade with her hand, and her moving voice sounded softly: "Forty-second!"

She gently wiped the blood from the tip of the blade with her fingers, looked at the starry sky, and said with relief: "What a wonderful world, much more comfortable than the dark purgatory!"

A message came from the death jade, it seemed that there were other prey around, she smiled and put away the dagger, and walked slowly to the south.

The long sword was pulled out of the body of a delicate girl, and a stream of blood fell into the air with the bright sword body, and the body that had been silent fell to the ground, and a fresh life passed away in her own hands, killing herself!

Feng Jian Fei pressed the wound in his abdomen, his heart was incomprehensibly complicated, although he had a unique understanding of death, but when a fresh human life passed away in his hands, even if they were treacherous first, it was still difficult to accept.

Maybe this is the world of the warrior, he lacks the correct cognition, he somewhat understands, how stupid pity is in this cruel environment, there is no right or wrong in the world of the warrior, only life and death1

He slowly raised the burning ember and said indifferently, "When you draw your sword from me, you should be ready for death." ”

The young man next to him clenched the long sword in his hand, and a voice full of hatred sounded: "I will let you be buried with you." ”

The young man bounced to the ground, and the sharp sword style enveloped Feng Jianfei's whole body, abandoning all defensive and overwhelming attacks, and attacked his vital point without hesitation.

The sword shadow danced, the light was intertwined, the sharp blade passed by, the young man jumped up with his strength, held the sword with both hands, the spiritual power worked, the sword style gathered, his long sword flowed with gray light, exuding an incomparably heavy aura, and fell from the sky.

Feng Jian flew back, and the long sword that fell broke into the ground, and the grass and dirt scattered in both directions, and a one-meter-wide crack protruded from the soft ground, which continued in front of him.

Time dragged on for too long, fighting in one place for too long is easy to attract other people, intuition told him that he had to leave as soon as possible, while the young man was relieved, he leaned over, left hand condensed fingers flicked away the young man's long sword, the burning ember in his right hand turned, and the backhand held towards the young man's throat.

"Bell!" A golden light flicked open the burning ember that sealed the throat, Feng Jianfei retreated, the burning ember stood on his chest, looking at the comer vigilantly, the golden light that bounced off the burning ember showed that a gold coin fell in the grass, a woman in red came slowly, and the peerless appearance of the alluring city brought Feng Jianfei the feeling was not amazing, but dangerous.

The young man looked at the beautiful woman who came in shock, as if he didn't know her, but he still said gratefully: "Thank you......"

The woman in red smiled and waved, the dagger in her sleeve fell into her palm, and the faint cold light lightly crossed the young man's throat, his eyes widened, he covered his throat in disbelief, and fell to the ground in confusion.

The movement of the clouds and water made Feng Jianfei frightened, this kind of contempt for life is definitely not owned by ordinary people, although this woman bent down defenselessly to pick up the young man's jade, a piece of snow-white skin around her neck was exposed with the tilt of her body, and the beautiful visual sense brought people infinite reverie.

Feng Jianfei didn't dare to take a second look, and used his spiritual power, turning into an afterimage and heading towards the north with all his might. The woman in red put away the jade, looked at the figure of Fengjian flying away, and smiled: "It's very wise, but it's a pity that the speed is too slow." ”

The charming fragrance came into his nose, and he was shocked to raise the burning ember to block the blade of the throat, and the red shadow appeared ghostly beside him, and the dagger as thin as a cicada's wings stabbed down the sword and stabbed into the left shoulder, and the burning ember slashed out, forcing the woman away, and the body retreated again and again, widening the distance from the woman, and forced a calm voice: "You are a death row prisoner?"

"Death row prisoner? Not bad!" the woman in red nodded with a smile: "That's just my previous identity, and it won't be long before I can stand in a world full of light and live as an excellent Tianwu student!"

"Can you not kill me?" Feng Jianfei asked tentatively: "You are so strong, you don't lack my token, how about I owe a life?"

The woman in red smiled even more, Qianqianyu's hand was stained with the blood flying on the dagger, and the blood disappeared strangely at her fingertips, and she said softly: "You are very interesting, I think you will become more interesting in death, so give me your life now!"

The burning ember pointed obliquely at the earth, the five points rose together, the spiritual source gushed, the nine veins resonated, the spiritual power in the body was mobilized without reservation, the long sword resonated, and the bright sword body rose with black and white light, his breath increased to the strongest, and his body moved slightly, secretly matching the star position of the sky, the star of the sky.

"Star Shadow!"

The shadow of the stars is not like the shadow of the moon shuttling through space, but only a certain range of spanning distance.

His figure flickered behind the woman, and the sharp ember slashed down without hesitation, the woman avoided the long sword with a smile, her body fluttered, and Feng Jianfei's attacks all missed, as if she knew the move of his attack the moment she shot.

Kenshin was enlightened, and he did not stop at the sword, and his flexible and coherent attacks left an afterimage in the air, and the sharp long sword brushed the woman's skirt, and the dagger as thin as a cicada's wings left him many wounds, although it was not fatal, but it bled endlessly.

His speed slowed down, the size of the wound put a heavy burden on his body, and the consumption of spiritual power was much higher than usual. The woman's ghostly figure approached again, he placed the burning ember across his chest, gathered the spiritual power in his body, and his breath became ethereal, holding the sword like a drop in the ocean, small but full of hope.

At the moment when the dagger stabbed into the body, the distance between the two was so close, looking at the flawless face, Feng Jianfei revealed a hideous smile.

"Dawn!"

The unequaled sword momentum broke through the woman's suppression, crushing everything around her, and the silver sword light adhered to the will of the dawn, merging the momentum of heaven and earth and slashing through the sky, like a dazzling light in the darkness illuminating the earth.

The woman in red retreated quickly, the silver sword light penetrated her body, and slashed out a vacuum area nearly ten meters long with an unrivaled force, and the grass swept up by the wind approached the place where the sword light reached, directly shattered into slag, and dissipated around.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the woman in red's mouth, and a deep wound on her chest was exposed to the air, and the blood kept flowing out, she sealed the wound with one hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the other, and the smile on her face was gone, replaced by a touch of coldness.

Impossible! Feng Jianfei stared at the woman's wound in disbelief, with the power of the dawn, it would definitely not cause such an easy injury, the spiritual power behind the woman mixed with the unparalleled sword momentum began to dissipate, and this dawn was indeed completely slashed on her body, but what was everything in front of him, he clenched the burning embers, and did not dare to show the slightest weakness.

"Dawn? What a wonderful sword style!" The woman in red's voice didn't show any emotion, and her cold eyes looked directly at Feng Jianfei: "I didn't expect you to be so advanced in sword style, what's your name?"

"Maple stream flying. ”

"Maple Stream, good, remember my name, Snow Abandons the Moon. The dagger disappeared into her sleeve, she turned around slowly, and an indifferent voice sounded: "I have branded your blood, as long as you are still on the road to death, I can easily find you, next time, I will make you regret why you live." ”

Looking at the back of Xue Qiyue's gradual disappearance, Feng Jianfei couldn't hold on any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the long sword stood to support the weak body, took a pill, and walked away hobbled away with the long sword in the opposite direction.

The night is deep and cold, the stars in the high places are independent of each other and twinkle in the sky, the peaceful grassland resounded with bursts of insect chirp, light and cheerful, the grass is bathed in starlight, the tender branches and leaves are stretched under the breeze, as if people who have been busy for a day begin to close their eyes and enjoy the rare leisure, and the endless grassland presents a piece of harmony.

"Is the breath gone?" The young man in white stopped his running body, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his cold gaze seemed to penetrate the endless night, for a long time, he lowered his gaze and sighed: "Death row prisoners are really much more cautious than ordinary people, it's really troublesome!"

The young man did not restrain his own breath, as usual, he hugged the long sword to meet the starlight, swaggering on the comfortable grassland, and his chic figure did not worry about unknown dangers, but was infinitely confident in himself.