The blood-drinking sword brought a bewitching red, and a huge human head fell in response.

The night became more and more silent, as if quietly preparing for some kind of murderous opportunity.

A young man in the clearing was wiping the blood from the blade of his sword, his black clothes wrapped around his body, as silent and terrifying as the night.

The handsome face in the moonlight showed that the man was very young.

The breeze was blowing, his thick black hair swayed in the wind, and his fair complexion set off his facial features extraordinarily handsome, especially his eyes were extremely bright.

Although he sat cross-legged on the ground, his body was extremely slender, and the straight muscles under his shirt showed that the master was not ordinary, but there was a little coldness on his handsome face.

Suddenly, he stood up and smiled quietly, and his face, which was a little cold, became quite tasteful.

The sleek and clear lines are as bright as dark in the moonlight, cold and mysterious. The arrogant eyes are keenly aware of some kind of crisis.

He seems to be stuck in some kind of game, but it is not a game prepared for him, and he should have unintentionally got involved in this killing game.

Just like his whole life, it seems that he is always playing a game.

His name is Qin Ying, he is a killer, it seems that his existence is always life and death with a sword, and there is no advance or retreat.

From the time he was sensible, it seemed like it was not an easy thing for him to live.

He didn't know what his name was, he only knew his nature, just like the old man in the village pointed at him when he was a child, it was a miracle that he was alive.

He was an orphan whose parents left him when he was very young, and he didn't know who his relatives were, or if he had any relatives! From an early age, he understood that life was not so easy for him.

He fights with people, the sky and wolves, and even if he is bitten and bruised all over his body in the ice and snow, he must defend his food to the death.

He wants to fly freely like an eagle, sharp and fearless. So his name is Qin Ying, and he named himself.

By the age of eleven, he had become more and more proficient in hunting, and even the adults of the village admired him, and it seemed that it was no longer so difficult for him to have enough to eat, and just when life had improved, the misfortune of fate found him again.

The horse thieves entered the village.

The long wide knife plunged into his emaciated body, blood staining his shirt.

Maybe it was too hard for him to live, maybe he wanted to live too much, and he lay in the snow for three days without dying until he met a group of strange people.

They all rode black horses in black, and even their faces were tightly wrapped in black, revealing only a pair of eyes, so cold that they had no color. The black horse under each person's crotch had a black package, from which blood dripped onto the snow in an unusually glaring sight.

He knew it was a human head!

He didn't know where the courage came from, his limbs were no longer numerous, the world began to turn in his eyes, and he supported himself with all his perseverance, and walked straight to the front of the horse team.

"Please take me away!" he resolutely looked at the leader opposite, his small body seemed to be about to fall at any moment, only the dark eyes were unusually determined. Maybe it was the insistence of the little boy in front of him that moved the leader, or maybe he just wanted to have fun to see if the boy in front of him would regret his choice today, in short, he took him away.

He successfully became a killer, he was locked up with many children, and all he had to do every day was to kill others and save himself.

Life and death are staged every day in the gloomy underground palace, all kinds of devilish training tortures his nerves, here is different from what he imagined, full of coldness and ruthlessness, there is no reason to speak of, there is no human affection, either be killed by others or kill others.

It wasn't until he was eighteen that he made it through the test, which meant that he could carry out his mission and no longer have to stay in a dark room.

But fate is always so unpredictable.

An accident leads to the failure of his first mission, and two unreachable powerhouses come to this hidden place and fight, and the flying tragedy causes the killer organization to be destroyed in an instant.

When that earth-shattering palm came, he was a little excited, and it was a relief for him to only live forever in a dark corner, not to mention that there was a killer organization he hated to bury him.

In front of this extremely strong palm, any secret hiding methods were useless, he pounced like a moth to the center of the battle between the two powerhouses, perhaps it was some kind of balance, and he miraculously survived again.

However, he was not so lucky, and he became a pawn.

became a pawn in the hands of the one who survived the two powerhouses.

His life is still out of his own hands, and it is still difficult for him to live, but at least now he is free.

He wants to break this kill as soon as possible. Whether he wanted it or not, he got into the game.

Judging from what he had just observed, the weakest cultivation of the people here was the fifth stage of bone refining, if it was placed in a small secular kingdom, he could also be a general, if such an enemy was placed a year ago, he would only be able to stop, and now, he could kill it with one sword!

From the third stage of bone refining in a year to today's point, if it weren't for my own personal experience, it would indeed be a bit incredible.

"Bang bang bang!"

A huge sound of fighting came from a distance, and Qin Ying knew that someone had entered the game.

The spiritual power used his legs, his body fled into the distance like a ghost, he smiled slyly, and his white teeth looked more and more shining in the moonlight.

It has always been his preference for sandpiper and clam to compete with fishermen for profit.

After a while, Qin Ying came to the place of the fight, a strong smell of blood came to his face, dozens of black-clothed and masked corpses were lying on the ground, and the rest of the nearly a hundred black-clothed killers surrounded the person who entered the game.

Qin Ying hid in an ancient tree, and the dense foliage blocked him tightly.

To Qin Ying's surprise, the person who entered the game was actually a young and beautiful woman. Cultivation is impressively the eighth stage of bone refining.

The navy blue slim dress outlines the delicate body with a concave and convex appearance, and the beautiful face and lips are lightly pursed, and the willow eyebrows are cold. Although he was at a disadvantage at this time, there was no yield on his pretty face.

The sharp sword moves repelled the besieging people, and the blood-stained dress told the fierceness of the battle, her beautiful eyes condensed, and the cold light leaked.

The cultivation of the eighth stage of bone refining broke out impressively, and the long sword transformed into a mysterious sword move, and in an instant, there seemed to be thousands of sharp blades out of the sheath, which was extremely domineering.

The three leaders of the other party seemed to notice something and hurriedly retreated.

The beautiful woman screamed, and thousands of illusory sword blades transformed by spiritual power suddenly erupted, blood flew everywhere they passed, and dozens of giant trees hugged by the two of them broke off in response, leaving countless deep and shallow sword marks on the ground. The black-clothed crowd besieging was instantly reduced by half.

But this move also wiped out the spiritual power in the beautiful woman's body, and the ensuing backlash caused her to spit out a mouthful of blood, and her beautiful face turned pale for a while, obviously at the end of the strong crossbow.

On the other hand, although the number of the other party was less than half, all the masters who stayed were masters, especially the three masters of the eighth stage of bone refining on the other side who were not substantially harmed. If nothing else, this beautiful young woman will surely die.

Qin Ying looked at the two sides quietly above, judging from the battle, this young woman should be a disciple of the sect, and her cultivation status in the sect must not be low. And the exercises learned by this group of black-clothed killers are varied, and most of them are scattered cultivators who have no door and no school.

There are only two outcomes when you set up a net of heaven and earth, either robbing the color or robbing the money. According to Qin Ying's previous experience, it should be the second type of murder and treasure grabbing. But now it seems that it is okay to take a look by the way.

Seeing that the beautiful woman was hit hard, many scattered cultivators rushed up, but thinking of the terrifying sword move she had just made, everyone couldn't help but be a little afraid. For a moment, he didn't dare to take another step forward.

The leader of the "group of wastes" scolded dissatisfiedly, and his face was gloomy, and he walked towards the beautiful woman in front of him with color in his eyes.

"If you kill so many of my brothers, you should be content even if you die, but before you die, let our brothers be refreshed and not in vain for this beautiful face that God has given you. ”

"If you have never done anything for men and women in the world, you will not live in vain, or you don't know if you are still a chick!" he said unscrupulously, causing a burst of obscene laughter.

Although he was in his hands, the loose cultivator who often licked the blood on the edge of the knife was extremely cautious, and he walked side by side with the other two loose cultivators of the eighth stage of bone refining, approaching step by step.

Looking at the many scattered cultivators who came to her face, there was a touch of despair on the pretty face of the beautiful woman, feeling the weak spiritual power in her body, and a feeling of dizziness came. Thinking of what was about to happen next, a flash of sadness flashed in her eyes. The hand holding the sword turned a little white from the exertion.

Her beautiful face became extremely resolute, and she seemed to have made some kind of great decision.

Seeing that the beautiful woman in front of her gave up resistance, the leader of the leader was snickering with joy. Looking at the graceful figure under the long skirt, the pace couldn't help but speed up a little. Loose cultivators like them, when they encounter such great sects on weekdays, the disciples can only hide from afar.

Thinking that the beauty in front of him was about to be happy under his crotch, and the proud woman of heaven who was high in the sky on weekdays would be conquered by herself, this indescribable desire completely broke through the bottom line of this group of loose cultivation at this moment.

One by one, they became restless, especially the poignant expression of the beautiful woman, which teased the man's primitive desire.

Just when everyone was indulging their minds to the lowest, a cold light suddenly appeared, and it seemed that even the wind did not notice this extremely fast blade.

A slender figure appeared in front of everyone abruptly.

Two bright reds flashed in the night!

"Second, third!" Looking at the two heads that were thrown into the air, the leader of the leader completely lost his mind, he roared angrily and killed Qin Ying, but what was waiting for him was only one death.

For this group of scattered cultivators who killed people and seized treasures, Qin Ying did not have the slightest mercy. The body moves with the heart, and the sword light flashes. The powerful spiritual power filled the long sword, and it directly split the leader in half.

Then he slaughtered all the rest of the scattered cultivators like a tiger entering a flock, and the blood stained the earth red, and even the air was filled with a smell of death.

Qin Ying was originally a nineth-stage bone refiner, and his cruel experience for many years made him understand that he should never show his hole cards, so even if he suppressed his cultivation to the same eighth-stage bone refining rank, he was much stronger than this group of scattered cultivators.

Surprise and preemptive. One man and one sword killed everyone like this.

The beautiful woman on the side was also shocked by Qin Ying's resolute killing methods, and it was only at this moment that she calmed down and looked at this sudden "life-saving benefactor".

The fresh and handsome face is a little cold, and the fair skin gives people a comfortable feeling, especially his eyes are arrogant and clear. I have to admit that Qin Ying does have a bit of charming charm in terms of appearance alone.

"Do you want to say something to me after watching me for so long!" a calm, somewhat gentle voice came as she pondered the current situation.

The person who spoke was Qin Ying, and at this time he also looked at the woman in front of him with interest. The sea-blue dress is wrapped around a round and delicate body, which is quite feminine, especially the demure temperament on its body, which gives people a bit of a gentle and moving feeling.

If it weren't for this woman who had made the always cautious cultivators relax their vigilance, he would not have been able to kill two masters of the eighth stage of bone refining in an instant.

"There's a knife on the head of the color word!" Qin Ying sighed slightly in his heart.