"Smack...... Syllable...... Smack......"

In a mansion guarded by a burly man, there was the sound of a leather whip. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Yan didn't have any superfluous expressions for this sound, on the contrary, he knew better than anyone what this sound meant, he didn't stop it, he didn't admonish, he had long been accustomed to unconditional loyalty and dedication, standing here expressionlessly, motionless, like a sculpture.

In the spacious room, Huangfu Mu stood in the center with his upper body bare, while Wu Feng stood aside, expressionlessly flicking the leather whip in his hand and hitting the other party's body!

Huangfu Mu clenched his teeth, his face was painful, beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping on the ground, and in an instant, there was a large trace of water under his feet, and his back was even more shocking, and the whip marks were purple and black, derived from his neck to his waist, indescribably terrifying and hideous.

It's a striking image, and the young man standing in the house is being subjected to extreme torture in anyone's eyes.

As the executor, there was no pain on Wu Feng's face, the Shadow Commander, a more blind loyalist than Chu Yan.

The two of them are almost cold-blooded, just because of one person's order, and that's because this matter was ordered by the emperor from beginning to end!

Bloodthirsty soul, purgatory prisoner.

Stepping into the battlefield, how can the enemy show mercy, and what the emperor wishes is not to increase his strength, but also to train his entire ability to resist attacks.

Leather whip training, wooden sticks, steel needle punctures, and everything that makes ordinary people feel creepy when they hear it is the daily routine of Huangfu Mu's real training.

This means of enhancing strength is very cruel, even if the effect is significant, but under the long-term oppression, the slightest carelessness will leave hidden dangers to the body, Huangfu Mu was promoted to ten levels, and obtained a series of rewards, including a medicine package called Reincarnation San, which has the effect of generating muscle and invigorating blood, and after a few days, the reason why Huangfu Mu was able to persist was all by virtue of this San.

But there is one point, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually run out of one day, if it really comes to that time, how should the emperor face it?

Where does courage reside?

There is no turning back from the bow, from before making this decision, Huangfu Mu has already thought about the various difficulties he has to face, training physical resistance is not overnight, as time goes by, the torture he is suffering will not stop, it will only intensify.

But to give up?

Huangfu Mu closed his eyes and dissipated all his useless thoughts, everything in the world, if you want to get it, you must pay, since you want to live, then these pains in front of you are the process and journey that you should and must bear.

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Two weeks passed quietly, and after a few bloody battles, a large number of tribes around Chongyang County had disappeared, and with the expansion, another group of laborers joined here, and the Shadow Guard also grew dramatically in this way, and the number of people finally reached two hundred!

The day of the expedition is gradually approaching, but the life of Huangfu Mu has not been disrupted, extreme training, flesh training muscles and bones, during this time, Huangfu Mu has never relaxed for a while.

In the middle of the night, the desolate Gobi is the resting place of the dead.

After countless battles, this barren land has become a large mass grave.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder is just a bit unpleasant, there are no living people here, and there are just dead people who do not have any life.

In front of Huangfu Mu, there were three corpses, their appearance was no longer visible, and some were just terrifying rotten bodies.

He looked at the corpse, his eyes full of indifference, and stepped forward step by step, his steps were solid and steady.

If you want to practice the art of killing, you must have the courage to kill.

Although Huangfu Mu has killed people, but has never gone through systematic practice, killing, not indiscriminately slashing, as in the past, Huangfu Mu killed mostly prisoners, mostly fought alone, and in the future, the battlefield of thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, the competition is three words, fast, accurate, ruthless.

The lonely mountainside looks gloomy and deserted.

In the middle of the night, it was cold, and the dew in the air flowed down the grass and trees, and then gathered at the feet of the emperor.

It sounds a little weird and scary, but in some ways, it is much more convenient than a living person, such as warm blood and wailing screams.

It was a female corpse, with a foul smell all over her body, and her skin had long since decayed. Death? The emperor didn't know. The only thing he knew was that he was going to bring her a second death.

Finding the enemy's weak position and slashing the opponent in the fastest way is a means for Huang Fu Mu to learn this time.

Without hesitation, Huangfu Mu carefully discerned, and then drew his sword and stabbed at the corpse.

This stab, the middle finger of the fist raised by Huangfu Mu has an obvious protrusion, if it is hit in a straight line, it is the most vulnerable link in the human body, the jade pillow acupoint!

In the next move, Huangfu Mu waved his arm down, the movement was different, it was sharp, and if it hit the corpse's chest directly, it was also one of the fatal points of the human body.

Heart!

Temple!

Tail vertebrae!

Eyes, throat, behind the ears......

In the next few moves, Huangfu Mu raised his sword and fell, carefully studying every fatal flaw of the human body, and in just a few clicks, a corpse was bombarded into pieces, which can be described as miserable.

Blood splattered, and there was a burst of coldness from Mu Ran on his palm, at this moment, even Huangfu Mu had a feeling of being in a demon cave, cold and cold, invading his heart every minute.

However, once the success is achieved, Huangfu Mu knows that the road he wants to take is not destined to be a smooth road, and if he wants to succeed, he must learn to be cruel and killing.

The purpose of the Huangfu Mu is to train himself to be a pure killer, and if he doesn't make a move, he will never die!

He wants to take these killing techniques to heart, and he wants him to do these actions in the future without any consciousness at all, all by instinct!

When you kill, you don't have to think about it, you don't have to think about it, when you are attacked, you will naturally be able to find out the enemy's weakness and deal a fatal blow!

You know, this is only possible when killing becomes instinctive!

In the Gobi, there are a large number of nameless corpses, and if you practice killing, one is not enough, ten! Ten bodies are insufficient, 100 bodies!

Only in this way can he understand the true art of killing!

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Huangfu Mu's gaze was cold and deadly.

As the corpse shattered, this pure killing technique would gradually melt into his blood, into his soul, into every bone, every inch of muscle, and every nerve in his body!

If he comprehends this murderous courage, even if he faces thousands of people alone, as long as he still has strength, he will not fall, and his enemies are destined to turn into a sea of corpses and blood in a row!

Learn it! Practice it! Finally comprehend it!

For Huangfu Mu, killing people is a skill he must master.

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