If you resist, the stronger and stronger killing intent makes you feel that it is better not to prevent it, and if you don't kill it, you should not prevent it.

No defense can stop this thick murderous intent, as well as the pavement killing brought by sacrificing one's life to kill, if there is no defense, your killing has no target and no object.

Once the murderous aura with high defense seems to have found the target object of this decisive killing, like an overwhelming force to attack the target, the unstoppable momentum contained in it can destroy all obstacles and obstacles in front of it, flattening it and crushing it into air smash.

The empty space and the insubstantial target in front of the Void Killing still attacked with an unstoppable kill, killing the void with all the rage, so that the empty illusory nothingness in front of him was also wiped out by its killing aura.

It's like a crack in the space that was originally as smooth and clean as a mirror, and in the face of this endless character, it's like a move, murderous aura, killing intent.

It is also like the essence slashing at the body, spirit, will, and soul, and attacking Wu Zhijiang's body, spirit, and soul with the momentum of killing God and killing Buddha when encountering God.

As if to kill, destroy, annihilate, and destroy his spiritual soul, he rushed to kill and slash at him, and the clarity and will of the Lingtai were like a lonely boat in the sea swaying and swaying in it.

But it is unbreakable, insisting on this only thread of connection with "killing the sky", so that it can understand the artistic conception and phantom killing intent from it.

Wu Zhijiang, who had his eyes closed, constantly accepted the meaning of "killing the air", the idea of "killing the air", and the trend of "killing the air" in the murderous intent. The god of "killing the sky", the spirit of "killing the sky". The soul of "killing the sky", the breath of "killing the sky". The power of "killing the sky", the killing of "killing the sky", and finally reaching the empty of "killing the air".

Wu Zhijiang's whole person, whether it is the body, divine will, or soul, seems to be changing, demonstrating, simulating, and simulating with each character, and the test from the murderous intent seems to have become the best place for him to exercise, so that Wu Zhijiang is constantly being destroyed in it. Torture, test, but also let it understand its meaning, its god, its potential, its soul.

And this is not the content of killing the air, nor is it the learned martial arts and combat skills, but just a few thousand words of introduction to the artistic conception, and suddenly the characters of "killing the air" disappear. Space shattered.

Wu Zhijiang appeared in the canyon square in the outside world, standing in front of the 999,134 nameplates "killing the sky", at this time Wu Zhijiang did not wake up after the study was completed, as other nameplates learned.

Wu Zhijiang, who was standing there, closed his eyes and swayed with the insubstantial breeze. The whole person is still immersed in the artistic conception of "killing the sky".

The changing body shape and swaying momentum revealed a deep killing intent like substance, causing everything around it to press away as if it was being repulsed, and it was like this until more than thirty minutes passed.

Wu Zhijiang, who was standing there, slowly restrained the murderous aura and murderous intent emanating from his body. The surrounding oppression transformed, and the blade of killing intent disappeared from the surrounding environment.

Wu Zhijiang, who opened his eyes, revealed an indescribable excitement and eagerness in his eyes, and the whole person was like soaking in hot water. There is a sense of comfort and satisfaction all over the body.

He looked at the time and found that this "killing" actually took more than one hour and thirteen minutes, which is a lot of actual time. More than most nameplate learning time.

The understanding and learning of this nameplate is only to introduce the killing intent attack that has taken so long, especially the killing intent attack that is like a substance, which makes the body, spirit, and soul almost annihilated.

This makes Wu Zhijiang still have that unbearable feeling, this is definitely one of the top-ranked combat skills he has learned, just the artistic conception from this silk text almost made him lose his previous achievements.

However, he did not regret or frustrate, but had a sense of satisfaction that he had never felt before, and even a little unfinished comfort, as if he felt that this time was not long enough.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the originally agitated mood gradually calmed down, and Wu Zhijiang slowly walked towards the next target, 999,135 nameplates.

Wu Zhijiang, who entered the nameplate study again, did not know whether it was because his will was improved or his spirit was strengthened after being tempered by "killing the air".

Originally, a lot of time spent on learning "killing the sky" was not taken because of this, and the speed of learning and cognitive understanding in the later part has been improved a lot, so that its learning speed is accelerated.

Soon it reached 999,158 yuan in three days, and at this time, the time had not yet reached the end of the three days, and there was still a certain amount of time before the end of the third day.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand six hundred and fifty-two nameplates, Wu Zhijiang looked at the time, this is probably the eighteenth day of zuihou nameplate, if it comes out and enters the next one, it is estimated that it should be the nineteenth day.

There are still three hundred and forty-seven nameplates left, and there are about twelve days left, so at this speed, everything is going smoothly, as long as it continues to be maintained.

He would definitely be able to complete the learning of the nameplate in the remaining thirty days, but he still hoped that he could get ahead.

The same passage of time, the same character transmission, when Wu Zhijiang approached the 999,653 nameplate and completely focused his eyes and mind on it.

The information about the nameplate is passed on, "starlight", the night sky and the moon, the moon in the sky, such as the light in the sky, such as the star, the starlight such as a torch, such as a needle, such as a thorn, such as a cover, such as a fan, such as a phantom, such as a shadow, such as a mang, such as light.

Far into the thorns, close into the moon, the light flashes and the stars appear, the electricity is the mang, the starry sky is coercive, the thorns are like a disease, the light is like a sniper, the stars are vast, when the sky is powerful, there is no illusion, there is no shadow and no phase, such as the time has the ..........

I saw that the text characters in front of me jumped out of the nameplate like a carp crossing the river, but they did not enter as much as before, gathering Wu Zhijiang's brain, but like stars emerging from the nameplate.

In the starry sky in front of Wu Zhijiang, they were arranged and moved, some ran to the far sky, some stayed in place, and some surged towards Wu Zhijiang, like a starry sky, fixed and wandering in the deserted sky.

And the stars drawn by each character look chaotic, but they are scattered, one by one, layer by layer, but they overlap and overlap, running towards their own unknown or orbit.

And these seemingly beautiful characters rushed towards Wu Zhijiang's brain and spiritual sea like stars with thorns like mangs, as if they wanted to pierce them diagonally and break through all barriers.

An instantaneous tingling pain came out of his mind, penetrating into his body, bones, nerves, and even his soul, making Wu Zhijiang's whole body tremble, Wu Zhijiang's lips moved slightly as if he wanted to call, but he didn't make any sound.

The starry characters that poured out of the nameplate around them also seemed to stop gushing out for a moment, overlapping and stacking tall buildings and huge mountains in the void, and then there was a brief pause, and then they collapsed again, like a huge rock that cracked and rolled down from top to bottom, and the falling characters rushed towards Wu Zhijiang's brain.

And at the same time as the coercion of the cover was attacking, it was also like a cover of the sky pressing towards Wu Zhijiang, and the power of the sky was pressed by Wu Zhijiang on the side of the sky.

made Wu Zhijiang feel that he was instantly squeezed into a flat tissue paper by the strong pressure above, and the pressure was still unabated, as if he wanted to make it thinner and flatter.

The light from other starlights around him shrouded him from all directions, completely enveloping Wu Zhijiang's entire body, as if he was about to crush him completely.

Wu Zhijiang felt like a sponge shrinking and getting smaller and shorter, even his height and bones became short and thin under the pressure, and the coercion from the spiritual level made Wu Zhijiang feel a violent clicking sound on his body.

Just as the excess fat and impurities on the body are pressed out, the pain, coercion, and thorns make Wu Zhijiang feel like a newborn baby, and the gentle touch from his mother brings pain like a knife.

It was like a sturdy man being pressed down by the top of the mountain, his whole body was as soft as flesh and blood separated from his body, and it was like a bright star about to evaporate and annihilate himself.

He felt that he was in the next second, not even a fraction of a second, and it would dissipate and cease to exist, and there would be no trace of it in this space, not even a molecule, not a single speck of dust would be left. (To be continued......)