Brush!

In the woods, two figures, one black and one red, moved forward, one in front and one behind, turning into two rays of brilliance with an unbelievable degree.

"You can't escape!"

Indra was burning with red flames on his body, and with a coldness in his eyes, he looked at the black shadow in front of him, and reached out his right hand, and a red flame flowed. Like a red liquid, it quickly solidified, turning into a spear, crystal like jade, exuding a strange brilliance.

Whew!

With a flick of his hand, the blood-colored spear had already struck, turning into a red electric light, and went straight to the black shadow's vest.

Let's go!

The footsteps were soft, and the black shadow walked quickly on the canopy, and the thin branches and leaves were as light as a dragonfly. I felt the sound of the wind coming from behind, but it was steep, and my body had been shot away like a harrier, leaving an afterimage and bringing out a little breeze.

Poof!

The blood-colored spear missed, striking a giant tree, and exploded in an instant, turning the giant tree into a huge torch.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Indra's face remained unchanged, and he mentioned it again, turning into a red glow and chasing forward.

chased and fled, and in a short time, they had already left the camp for hundreds of miles, which shows how amazing the strength of these two people's feet is. As people say, a thousand miles a day is the pole of the world.

In ancient times, there was a person who took a boat, smooth sailing, towards the White Emperor, and at dusk to Jiangling, and it was only 1,200 miles a day, and it was already extremely fast.

Not to mention ancient times, even in today's human world, a world where technological civilization is full of all aspects of human life, and the human race alone will never be able to do this.

And these two chased and fled, but with just a cup of tea, they had run out of hundreds of miles, which was definitely not ordinary.

Indra of the Shura clan is the second-in-command of the blood beast mercenary group in the Eastern Region of the Heavenly Hatred, second only to the Cunzài of the head of the Tibetan Law, and his cultivation has reached the realm of the five heavens of the spirit realm, compared to the two Jinsha and Chilie who have become dead ghosts, although their cultivation is one line lower.

But the strength is especially superior, because Indra, like the Tibetan law, is not only a monk, but also a powerful warrior, who once followed a mysterious master and passed on the supreme texts of martial arts.

Therefore, after the two people of Jinsha were killed and Zanglu was seriously injured and dying, the Blood Beast Mercenary Group was chased and killed by the "Flying Knife Descendant" knife, although some people were injured, but no one was killed.

At this time, seeing that the knife appeared to attack and kill the guards in front of the Tibetan law, Indra finally moved his liver fire, and despite the repeated warnings of the Tibetan law, he pursued it alone.

Brush!

The two men, like two gusts of wind, struck each other from time to time, and then staggered each other, and again began the next part of the pursuit.

"You know, you can't kill me!"

Suddenly, the young man in front of him stopped his figure, stood on a branch, and turned to look at the oncoming Indra, with a look of banter on his face.

"If you don't try, how do you know?"

His complexion changed slightly, but Indra's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he quickly stopped his body and looked at the other party. The divine light in his hand flickered, but faintly, there was a rune lingering in his palm, like a brilliant spear, releasing a peerless edge.

"If you can't kill it, you just can't kill it. ”

Dressed in black singles, the slightly thin figure of the young man showed a slight smile on his face, which was different from the usual silence.

"Suffer!"

Sensing the young man's strange appearance, Indra's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw that the young man's figure had disappeared out of thin air, and even his breath had disappeared......

Kill!

In the camp of the Blood Beast Mercenary Group, the shouts of killing shook the sky, the flames soared into the sky, and blood flowers bloomed. A slightly petite figure quickly shuttled through the camp, avoiding the blades in the hands of a group of Shura powerhouses.

Streams of black light flew out of his palm, and each blow must have a flash of blood, taking away the life of a Shura clan. And the young man's eyes were cold, cold like the cold wind of winter, and he couldn't bring any waves.

Poof!

The sound of breaking wind sounded softly, and another Shura mercenary was shot in the center of the eyebrows with a knife and fell straight into a pool of blood. Blood splattered, and the look of horror on the mercenary's face gradually stiffened.

Brush!

A young man dressed in black walked through in a pool of blood, stepping on the corpse of the enemy, and quickly dodged. The black clothes on his body had long been stained red with blood, clinging tightly to his skin, and the pungent smell of blood poured into his mouth, but the young man ignored it.

At this time, the young man completely incarnated into a bloody Shura, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Shura clan, and an inexplicable chill emanated from his body, which made people desperate.

"You...... You devil!"

The mercenaries of the Blood Beast Mercenary Group, which one is not one in a hundred, has been the master of the rampant side, and has followed the Tibetan law to the Quartet over the years, creating a great reputation, and at the same time, he has also traveled to the Sword Mountain and the sea of fire, and has exercised a fearless heart.

And this kind of self-confidence brought by his own strength quietly collapsed at this moment, and inexplicable fear began to rise from the soles of his feet, entrenched in his mind, and lingered.

That young figure, which had seemed to be nothing more than an ant-like figure before, made people feel frightened and tremble at this time. Just facing such a cold light in the eyes makes people crazy.

Phew!

didn't seem to care in the slightest, the young man's figure did not stop, a flying knife in his hand shot out, and slashed a Shura holding a single knife beside him, and then came closer, looking at a slightly weak figure.

There was a slight look of understanding in his eyes, but he recognized that this person was the character who had survived his injuries in his previous attack. As soon as the palm of his hand was raised, a black light flashed, and a little blood splashed down and sprinkled on the young man's face.

"Enough!"

A majestic voice sounded, with an obscure aura, and the white tent, which had been silent, finally opened, and a weak figure stepped out of it.

Holding on to the door, his body staggered, and he looked up at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, his eyes flashing with a little remorse and pain.

"They are all just acting on orders, and the real perpetrators have already been ambushed, so why should you force each other!"

Zang Lu's face was pale, he gasped slightly, and looked at the figure in the pool of blood not far away, and his heart was horrified. It was only a long time before that young man actually made a breakthrough, from the peak of the Nine Heavens of Qi Cultivation to the Spiritual Realm.

"Acting on orders?"

Hearing the words of the Tibetan law, the young man smiled slightly, with a sneering look in his eyes, looked at a Shura near him, and asked softly.

"Yes, yes, as ordered!"

He was already frightened, but the blood beast mercenary nodded again and again, as if grasping the last straw, he looked at the Tibetan law not far away, with a begging look in his eyes.

Burst!

A blood flower bloomed, the expression on the face of the Shura tribe froze, a little blood overflowed from under the neck, and the huge body tilted down.

At the same time, several black lights flew out, completely killing those who pretended to be dead and wanted to attack.

"You...... Ahem!"

Shocked and angry, Zanglu looked at the young man, and a slight sense of powerlessness welled up in his eyes. Those bodies, lying in pools of blood, are all living beings who were once alive, brothers who have shared weal and sorrow with themselves, born and died.

But those familiar faces had disappeared in a short cup of tea. Zang Lu's heart was in pain, but the injuries in his body were triggered again, and his face became paler and paler.

"Sad, isn't it?"

Turning around suddenly, the young man's eyes looked at the door of the tent, and the Tibetan law standing against the door and window, the colder his eyes became, and he said: "Those who kill people will always kill them." How did your mercenaries slaughter innocent Terrans in Kimura that day?"

Burst!

Hearing this, Zang Lu's heart suddenly burst, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. With anger in his eyes, he looked at the young man not far away, but there was another complicated flow of emotions.

"I said I would kill you with my own hands!"

With a smile in his eyes, the young man walked towards Zang Lu with a chill on his body.

"Finally, you still have to die at my hands, and when I kill you, I will deal with the last man!"

Whispering to himself, the smile in the young man's eyes disappeared, and he returned to the ancient well, but an inexplicable chill emanated from his body, and the deep cold was piercing, more terrifying than the ubiquitous killing intent.

At this time, the young man seems to have turned into a heavenly sword, exuding a peerless edge, indestructible, and indestructible. It's like a black light flying out of his hand, which can destroy it.

"It's a pity you can't kill him!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded, causing the young man's face to change slightly, and he saw a firelight descending from the sky. The degree was almost extreme, and with ten thousand feet away from the fire, the corpses on the ground were instantly set on fire.

Lying between the boy and the Tibetan law, separating the two, the three figures gradually appeared, and it was Li Tian and the three who came all the way.

"Stop it!"

His expression was indifferent, but Li Tian looked at the young man in front of him, with a little surprise in his eyes, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a few days, and this young man seemed to be reborn.

Not only did he cultivate to a closer level, but the whole person also exuded a peerless sharp qi, and the flying knife that came out was even Li Tian who felt a faint threat.

"Who are you, and why do you care about me?"

There was a look of jealousy in his eyes, but the young man stopped his body and looked at Li Tian.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, a little realization flashed on Li Tian's face, and as soon as he raised his hand, a black knife appeared in his palm. It was about an inch long, and under the reflection of the skylight, it flashed with black brilliance, and there were faint white gases lingering, black thunder exploded, and countless gods and demons were roaring in the sky.

"Can't you feel it?"

His expression was slightly complicated, but Li Tian looked at the knife not far away, an obscure qi diffused out of his body, and the mana in his body flowed according to a mysterious trajectory.

The treasure light is shining, so that the surface of Li Tian's body is crystal clear, out of the dust, like a fairy. And in his body, between the meridians and acupuncture points, the starlight is brilliant, and each acupuncture point seems to have turned into a big star, reflecting the void and turning into a sea of stars.

During the operation of his power, Li Tian's breath changed greatly, making people feel like facing a cosmic starry sky in a trance, deep and blue, unfathomable.

"You ......"

His complexion changed slightly, and under the influence of Li Tian's breath, the mana in the young man's body unconsciously flowed and worked.

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