Chapter 882: Good Luck?

In the vast forest, battles broke out everywhere.

But I don't know when the sound of the battle began to fade down, and the outbreak of battle gradually became less and less.

The entire forest, which was completely filled with slaughter before, was obviously much calmer now.

Of course, the killing did not stop completely.

In the forest, there are still black-clothed warriors, holding Senran scythes, harvesting the lives of martial arts Tianjiao.

Long ago, the forest was completely filled with the smell of blood.

These smells, for some, are pungent and disgusting.

For some, it's full of thrills, excitement, and even more frantic killing fun.

And, for a figure in this forest that is constantly shuttling, this is an inexplicable feeling.

Perhaps, this is an excitement, or maybe it is a kind of blood boiling, but maybe it is more of a heartiness.

It has been a long time since he has given full play to all the killing methods and stealth techniques he knows as he does now.

And under such heartiness, in exchange, one after another black-clothed warriors in this forest died silently.

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Sou... Sou... Sou...

Somewhere in the forest.

A group of black-clothed warriors were speeding fast.

The black scythe in their hands was dripping blood as they were speeding away.

It is not difficult to imagine that the sickles in their hands have already reaped many lives.

That's right, they just harvested the lives of a group of martial arts celestials.

It was a group of young people from a distant land, but they were the best young people in that region.

Fifty people, none of them spared, were killed in the slaughter.

"Truly, this hunt, the prey seems to be weaker. A black-clothed warrior smirked a few times.

"Stop talking nonsense. The black-clothed warrior at the head scolded.

"In this hunt, Childe is very interested, let's move faster and find more prey with high enough value. ”

"If you can satisfy your son, you will be rewarded. ”

"Yes. Dozens of black-clothed warriors behind him replied.

"By the way, how much prey have we hunted so far?" asked the black-clothed warrior at the head.

A black-clothed warrior behind him thought for a moment and said, "There are exactly 249, but there are not many that are really valuable." ”

"249 pcs. The black-clothed warrior at the head frowned and said, "There is still one left, and I can temporarily go back to Gongzi's place to resume my life." ”

"I hope I'm lucky enough to find a high-value one. ”

"Huh?" The black-clothed warrior led by him suddenly stopped galloping.

In his gaze, in front of him, a young man dressed in a boy's uniform appeared.

The young man held a sharp sword that emitted a cold white light in his hand, and at his feet were the corpses of more than a dozen black-clothed warriors.

"Bastard, you actually killed one of our detachments. A black-clothed warrior said coldly.

"Slaughter this kid. ”

Syllable... The black-clothed warrior at the head waved his hand and said, "Don't worry. ”

"Jie Ji, it seems that we are really lucky, this son can kill one of our detachments, and it must be a valuable prey. ”

"But let's not be careless, let's just use the secret method, and then attack it in groups. ”

"Yes. Dozens of black-clothed warriors behind him answered, and then the momentum on his body soared.

This group of black-clothed warriors, there are dozens of people, and they are obviously far stronger than ordinary detachments.

The black-clothed warriors led by him have reached the sixth level of cultivation at the Heavenly Extreme, and the rest are almost all in the fourth level of the Heavenly Extreme, and a few strong ones have reached the fifth level of the Heavenly Extreme.

Under the increase of the secret method, they directly increased their strength.

The black-clothed warriors led by the leader had a breath that reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Extreme, while the rest were all above the fifth level of the Heavenly Extreme, and some of them had reached the sixth level of the Heavenly Extreme.

"Luck?" the young man turned lightly, his handsome face full of indifference.

"Huh. Xiao Yi smiled indifferently.

Sou... Xiao Yi's figure disappeared in place in an instant.

"So fast. The black-clothed warrior's pupils shrank, completely unable to keep up with Xiao Yi's speed.

They only saw a cold white sword flashing by.

The sword fell, and dozens of black-clothed warriors were killed almost instantly.

Only the leader of the Heavenly Pole Sevenfold, and a few Heavenly Pole Sixfold, reacted instantly, holding the Senran sickle, which was a block, and he was lucky to survive.

"It's so strong. The black-clothed warrior led by him was shocked.

However, before he had time to think about it.

In his eyes, the young man's sword moved again.

The sword was as cold as bones, and his breath was extremely cold, so cold that it seemed to freeze his blood.

The figure of the young man moved mysteriously.

The sword in his hand, with a wave and a fall, seems simple, but it is full of the mystery of the sword.

The sword fell, and a companion of the Heavenly Pole Sixfold was dead.

The young man retracted his sword lightly, and the body of the sword was not stained with blood.

The young man's gaze was unusually indifferent, as if the end of a life was as light as a feather in his eyes.

Sou... The sword rose again, fell again, and another person died.

The black-clothed warrior who was the leader couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at this 'simple' killing scene.

It seemed to be the cold aura of the Cold White Sword, freezing his qi and blood, making him unable to move.

Or perhaps, it was the young man's simple killing, like a gorgeous performance, that stunned him.

He didn't know how to describe how he felt right now.

All he knew was, in his eyes, that this young man was cold, cautious and calm.

Between the sword and the sword, it is methodical, and the life under each sword is harvested, as if it is doing something that is familiar and simple.

And all of this happened in a matter of seconds.

Several Heavenly Extremes and Sixfolds have become several cold corpses in this gorgeous performance.

"It's your turn. The young man's indifferent words instantly made the black-clothed warrior at the head react.

"It's you, it's you. The black-clothed warrior at the head gasped, "A few hours ago, the guy who hunted and killed our companions..."

"Huh. Xiao Yi smiled faintly, and the cold Yan sword in his hand was gently slashed out.

The black-clothed warrior led by him didn't even think much about it, his steps retreated, and he fled in an instant.

Xiao Yi shook his head, didn't chase after him, just muttered to himself, "After all, the cultivation is still too weak." ”

"Relying on the increase of the ice pattern alone, as well as the increase of the Leng Yan Sword, it is still impossible to kill the Heavenly Pole's sevenfold strength in an instant. ”

Xiao Yi's voice fell, and he turned around.

In the distance, the black-clothed warrior who escaped was relieved to see that Xiao Yi was not chasing.

However, before he could finish his breath, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

By the time he reacted, his body had been separated.

Beside him, a white fog turned into a hideous appearance, and the blood-colored sickle in his hand was dripping with blood.

"Uh... When..."The black-clothed warrior only had time to spit out the last sentence, but he lost consciousness and died.

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The second more.

(End of chapter)