The smell of flesh and blood and the stench of corpses permeated the battlefield, mountains of bones were stacked nakedly, and the young man's hands were stained with black blood, and his clothes that were originally clean were stained with blood at this time.

The long sword had been broken in half and stuck on the ground, and he had no weapon in his hand, but he still used his fists to tear fiercely, and the fierce light in his eyes was terrifying.

This figure is Ling Haochu, he doesn't know how many days he has been in this space, the sky here is completely black and white, only endless blood red, even the moon or the sun is red.

Some of his blood-stained fists had solidified into blood clots, and it could be seen that he had killed an unknown number of enemies, and as long as they attacked him, they would die under his fists.

He is like a person who only has the word killing left in his head, controlling his body to fight.

At this time, even the surrounding warriors were infected, and they looked at Ling Haochu as if they were looking at a demon, and they didn't dare to take another step forward, trembling with their weapons.

"Want to run?"

A face was so frightened that the soldier saw Ling Haochu, he threw away his weapon and ran away, just like seeing the god of death asking for his life, only to see Ling Haochu reach out and lick the blood on his hand expressionlessly, glanced at the fleeing soldier, grinned, extremely hideous.

As soon as his body moved, he shot out, and the soldier hadn't gone far before he felt the wind coming from behind him, and he looked behind him in a panic, and a rapidly dilated five fingers in his pupils slashed towards him.

"Ahhh!!h

The next moment, the screaming stopped, and Ling Haochu stood in front of him and looked at him coldly, while the soldier still maintained a terrified expression.

Poof!

But when he heard a sound, the soldier's eyes widened, and he looked at Ling Haochu with disbelief, a blood slit began to spread from his head to his body, cracking from the middle, his body suddenly split into two halves, blood rolled out, and the internal organs were undoubtedly exposed.

Such a disgusting scene, Ling Haochu did not have any discomfort, but was very calm, here he didn't know how many people he had killed, and now he looked up and looked around, the smell of blood and fishy was permeated, and he was the only one left in the scene.

"Is it over...... Ling Haochu looked at the blood-colored world around him, exhausted, and this feeling made him sick.

He closed his eyes in exhaustion, fell down in despair, and lay quietly on the ground motionless.

When Ling Haochu was lying on the ground, the surrounding blood began to roar, frantically drilling into his mind, two points of light appeared in his mind, I don't know how long it took, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Shizi Bureau.

Ling Haochu asked suspiciously: "Am I not in the world of painting scrolls, how can I ......?"

When he stood up, he felt a feeling of exhaustion coming from his body, it was a real feeling, but Ling Haochu's expression showed a smile, and two spells appeared in his mind.

"Three types of killing intent fist, one type of demon killing, all demons are destroyed, two types of killing gods, fist killing sacred, three types of killing the sky, changing life against the sky!"

Ling Haochu's intuition told him that this move might have broken away from the distinction of grades and risen to the category of supernatural powers!

The magic spell is still the sacred five products of the immortals, but the difference is that there are more than two words, just two words are out of the word martial arts, and the power is far from being comparable to martial arts!

And the second spell, called Tiger Hidden Step, is a body technique, and now what Ling Hao lacks at the beginning is just the body method, Ling Hao stood in a daze and couldn't speak, with these two spells, it is like a tiger with wings for him now.

Without waiting, Ling Haochu went directly to the martial arts platform where no one was on the ninth peak to practice, and as soon as his mind moved, he poured into the three forms of killing intent.

Ling Haochu smiled and said, "Master, if you haven't spoken for so long, are you asleep?"

Half-loud, Ji's voice said angrily: "I knew that your kid would call me out, say, what do you want?"

Listening to Ji's helpless tone, Ling Haochu's smile was even stronger, he didn't know how many times he had been pitted, he couldn't say that he had been pitted, but the disciple's request, he smiled: "Shizun should have known that I have the method of killing intent three styles and the tiger hidden step method, and I also ask the master to guide me." ”

Ji is helpless, and he has a bit of a love-hate relationship with this apprentice, admiring his qualifications and perseverance, but sometimes that careful thinking makes him crazy.

Ji said: "You see, I will set up a shadow to present these two spells, and you can comprehend them yourself." ”

Hearing this, Ling Haochu put away his playfulness, his eyes were solemn, and he nodded solemnly.

Seeing Ling Haochu nodding, a ray of light converged in front of him, and a figure formed in a few breaths, standing in front of him, and began to play a set of boxing techniques.

With every movement of the figure, the more Ling Haochu looked at it, the more frightened he became, the action of the figure should be the demon killing fist in the first type of killing intent, just looking at his punch, endless killing intent emerged.

Ling Haochu felt the sense of being there, the fist that came swiftly tore through the air, roaring, and the blood and qi wrapped around the fist to form a fist of blood light, and in that moment, the momentum was like a god and demon, and it was rising steadily.

This punch slammed in, forming a flow of blood and qi, and under this punch, no matter the demon god, they all have to die!

Rumble!

The punch paused in front of him, and the fist wind hit his face, forming a fold, and the boulder on his back became powder the moment it touched the fist wind.

Ling Hao's heart was shocked, this punch made him feel as if he was wandering in life and death, a sense of not being afraid of gods and demons, not afraid of life and death, the heart of not being afraid of life and death poured into his heart, just the fist style made him so, if it hit his body, I am afraid he would have already disappeared.

"The Might of Gods and Demons ......"

After half a sound, Ling Haochu finally came back to his senses, his face showed surprise, and he began to use his fists and kicks according to the movements in his memory.

But as time passed, he still hadn't learned this punch, and he was puzzled in his heart and asked, "How can this be, I can't do it at all." ”

At this moment, there was a voice like a Sanskrit voice echoing in his ears, penetrating his heart.

"Just look at its form, not understand its soul, how can you show it?"

Ling Haochu suddenly woke up, and after casting a complete set of demon killing fists by looking at the shadow, he lost his voice and said: "It's killing intent, I don't have the killing intent that is not afraid of life and death!"

Ji nodded and said, "The perception is not bad. ”

After comprehending the essence, when Ling Haochu played the Demon Killing Fist, he had already achieved a small success, and there was a faint potential to kill demons, he looked at the shadow happily, and muttered: "The next move is the Tiger Hidden Step!"