If it's a competition.

Wei Wu was defeated.

If it's a fight to the death.

Wei Wu died.

The battle of this body refiner started with only half a stick of incense, and the conclusion seemed to be too early.

But as the battle continued, the speed at which the blood-red power belonging to the Evil Heaven invaded the Black Sky became faster and faster, and everyone became more and more sure of their conclusion.

And this determination, everyone's focus has also changed.

"Little Master's killing style, he doesn't think of himself as a human being......"

"What do you know, this is the neatness that Tianjiao should have!"

"Exactly, this is a method of killing countless martyrs and Tianjiao with their lives!"

"Even so, he's just so neat and terrible!"

......

Crisp and neat killing has always been the usual style of the two gods.

But the same ......

Everything is afraid of contrast.

Wei Wu, who has made a lot of fame in the first line of the sky, is compared with the evil sky, and his neatness is a lot worse.

Most monks are not able to describe the difference between the two.

They just felt that there was a kind of indifference in the neatness of the evil sky, while Wei Wu's crisp and neat was full of sharpness.

And in the eyes of several true disciples of the Tianwai Palace, especially the seven people who were ranked higher than Wei Wu, this difference was different.

In their eyes, the crispness and neatness revealed by the evil sky are more simple.

Beyond the simplicity, what they saw was a figure that had waded through a sea of corpses and blood, had gone through endless killings, and was covered with scars.

Indifference comes from these scars.

Wei Wu is also a traveler who is also in the sea of corpses and blood, and in endless killing.

The difference is......

Wei Wu is just a newcomer who has just embarked on this road, Evil Heaven, but he is an indifferent old man who has already stood at the end of the road.

"How many people did he kill!"

Subconsciously, there was a true legend exclaiming.

The moment he exited, he was stunned.

If you kill countless living beings, why is there no murderous aura on the evil sky?

"There's really no murderous ......"

Chao Qing, who has always closed his eyes and no longer seems to be paying attention to the battle, has been sensing the evil sky.

As the sensing time accumulated, he gradually developed a feeling of palpitations.

And this palpitation comes from killing without murderous aura.

Unlike his junior brother who exclaimed how many people he had killed, Chao Qing could see a deeper level.

But it's unbelievable.

"Completely restrain the killing intent, how is this possible?"

As bits of blood and minced flesh scattered, everyone put aside their focus on the killing style and began to pay attention to something else.

It's a fight.

It is also the process of survival of monks.

It is a method of killing, and it is also a survival technique.

In other words, killing someone is the same as surviving.

Murder aside, the blood droplets and minced flesh that fall bit by bit are the interpretation of survival.

Most of the monks couldn't see the battle between the two of them, but they could tell who the flesh fell from.

Sixty percent belongs to Wei Wu.

Forty percent belongs to the evil sky.

After thinking about it slightly, they compared the advantages and disadvantages of the current battle situation according to this comparison.

And Wei Wu's six-point disadvantage is also in the category that they can understand and agree with.

However, in the eyes of several True Disciples of the Heavenly Outer Palace, this was completely wrong.

Because the flesh and blood of the two are scattered, it cannot explain the advantages and disadvantages of the battle situation, let alone the advantages and disadvantages of the survival skills of the two.

In this battle of dragons and tigers, it seems that only one side of the killing intent comes out, but the whole presents an endless situation.

In this kind of non-stop survival, Wei Wu is radical and calculating.

In addition to the chaining, linkage, integration and even layout of the method of killing, this kind of calculation also has the layout of survival.

It can be said that Wei Wu, who is at a disadvantage, has made careful calculations in this survival and achieved perfection.

Every avoidable injury, he avoided.

With every relievable injury, he mitigated it through his actions.

It can even be said that every injury on his body is the lightest in a situation where there is no way to avoid it.

But in comparison, the survival performance of the evil sky is very indifferent and casual.

It seems that injuries are just a dispensable.

Every avoidable injury, too lazy to hide.

Every time the injury can be reduced, it is too lazy to reduce.

Unless it is a vital or lethal attack, the evil heaven will use the most concise method to avoid or mitigate.

"Rao is so, he, he also accounts for six points of merit ......"

Before Pang Xuan's trembling muttering could be finished, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

At this time, Chao Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and there were already stormy waves!

It shouldn't be!

Under the laziness to hide and perfect calculation, Evil Heaven should have lost its advantage!

The battle will also be evenly matched!

"He's not too lazy to hide!"

"A few injuries in exchange for a total control of the entire battle situation!"

Jumping out of the personal analysis of Evil Heaven and Wei Wu, and looking at the battle situation from a bird's-eye perspective, Chao Qing, who came to this conclusion, was cold in his heart.

The battle situation in his eyes is no longer the place where the battle takes place.

Rather, it is a slaughterhouse.

The animal, named Wei Wu, was tied up and thrown on the board.

A butcher named Shizu was sharpening his knives on a stone pier on the side.

Cattle wail.

Sharpen your knives.

This is the overall situation of the battle in Chao Qing's eyes.

The reason for this situation is that the evil sky is too lazy to hide.

He used some innocuous injuries......

The overall layout has been completed quietly!

Eliminate all the possibilities of Weiwu's turnaround!

Forcing Wei Wu to the realm of death from all directions!

"You're dead......"

"You're dead. ”

"You're dead!"

Suddenly!

Chao Qing's heart was full of unwillingness!

Unwilling to defend the military!

Generate monstrous anger!

Angry Guardian Foolish Refiner's Heart!

But what made him want to cry without tears was that in addition to a few of his junior disciples, the cultivators outside the Dragon Teng Land were still pointing at Wei Wuzhen's perfection......

Even through the mouth shape of the cultivators, he also heard praise for Wei Wu's perseverance and perseverance in not giving up and not changing his mind even if he stepped into a disadvantage.

"Master Wei Wu, I'm convinced!"

"Little Master Ancestor is powerful, but he doesn't keep respect for his opponent!"

"Even if Gongzi Wei Wu falls into a disadvantage, he is not chaotic at all, and he is still looking for an opportunity to counterattack!"

"He will definitely be able to, the little master ancestor will definitely be defeated by the word light enemy!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for the little master ancestor who used words to trap Wei Wu Gongzi......"

"Gongzi Wei Wu is the only one of the three cultivators among all the true disciples of the Heavenly Outer Palace!"

"The combat power of one body and three cultivations has exploded, no matter how strong the little master ancestor is, he has to kneel ......"

......

Burst!

It was the first sound out of the ordinary since the battle broke out.

The cultivators who were still praising Wei Wu and belittling the evil heavens finally had the opportunity to see the two figures in the air.

The two figures, as if they were in shape, still maintained contact as if they had been hit with the first punch before.

Only this time, Evil Heaven's fist directly pierced Wei Wu's heart and appeared on Wei Wu's back.

The blood-stained fist is no longer showy, and it is shocking.

Wei Wu ......

Defeated?

That's when the thought came to me......

The cultivators saw Wei Wu, whose eyes were in a trance, seriously injured and dying, and raised his fists tremblingly, as if under the domination of the decisive intention and the encouragement of the noble body refiner's heart, he was going to attack the evil heaven......

Seeing this scene, the cultivators almost burst into tears.

Syllable......

Syllable......

It's a pity that Wei Wu's weak and purposeless fists only hit the empty space on the back of the evil sky, and then fell weakly, turning into a posture of embracing the evil sky.

Seeing this, the monks were so moved that they wept.

"Wei Wu Gong ......"

"Die!

The sound of crazy laughter exploded!

Blown up so that Pang Xuan's hair stands on end!

The true legend of the Heavenly Outer Palace, which blew up the land of dragons, stood up in shock!

Everyone, all looked at the arms of Wei Wu who was holding the evil sky!

Arms are pitch black!

It's like being wrapped in countless terrible evil spirits!

Just by looking at it, the souls of all cultivators are like falling into an ice cave!

"It's the Hellern's Arm!"

"The first of the three major torture instruments of the Wei family!"

"The Nemesis of the Alchemist!"

"The thief is dead......!"

......

The situation changed in an instant due to Wei Wu's rebellion against his heart of body refining.

Not to mention the cultivators, even if Chao Qing and the others laughed subconsciously, they laughed dazedly, and laughed extremely unexpectedly.

The person who should be stunned and unbelievable is definitely the evil sky.

It's just that......

The evil sky is still calm.

He calmly looked at Wei Wu, who was laughing wildly, and a little sadness gradually grew in his eyes.

"You haven't walked much and experienced few calamities, so you're not a real refiner yet. ”

"Hahahaha!" Wei Wu stared at the evil sky happily and laughed wildly, "So what!"

After thinking about it, Evil Heaven said softly: "Let's give you a chance to rebuild it." ”

The voice fell.

Wei Wu was stunned.

While stunned, Evil Heaven withdrew his right fist......

But he kept the thorns of oblivion that he kept when he crossed into an empty saint, and left nine in Wei Wu's body.

Click!

Then the evil sky turned around, and the dark domain demon arm containing the essence blood of the demon clan shattered into powder.

"I hope that in the next life, you can become a true alchemist. ”

In the silence......

But in Wei Wu's unprecedented terrified howl......

Evil Heaven, who had a calm face, waved his hand goodbye to Wei Wu and walked towards the land of dragons.