Killing intent has always been mentioned, but what is killing intent? And I'm telling you now, killing intent is the sudden urge to put you to death, eager to dig up its flesh and drink its blood. Then, Mo Yi's killing intent was gloomy.

What's the use of dodging in the gate of the underworld to escape the attack of the Split Winter, but now it's not that if you meet the dead again, it's quiet, and you won't have a word, let alone come to trouble you. The perfect dodge is to kill!kill!

"You hold back these soldiers, and I need your help when necessary. "Although Mo Yi is already murderous, he has not lost his reason, if he wants to do it, he is not necessarily the opponent of Split Winter, but Split Winter must die!

Human beings have their own blood. Inexplicably became the interpreter of what kind of royal road, it sounds quite majestic, and I don't mention those sufferings, but what does it mean to be chased and beaten all the time. As an ordinary person, not everyone can bully me, bully me three times and twice, then let you die here for me!

The Desert King and the Desert Queen shouted to show that they understood, and although Yi Yi couldn't help, he also responded, as long as you need me, I can give you anything, even if it is my life.

"Split Winter, right!" Mo Yi's indifferent face seemed to be able to condense ice, but his ice was not the same as Split Winter's ice. One is killing intent, the other is chilling, and Mo Yi belongs to the former one.

Mo Yi put the box on the ground, took off his shirt and threw it on the ground at will, and the trembling sword was not needed, piercing into the earth and drawing an enchantment to protect Yi Yi's safety. In fact, Yi Yi is very safe, but he is still not at ease, such a stupid woman who follows life and death, if something goes wrong, then Mo Yi will definitely feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Seven-Star Killing Sword, this is the full name of the Seven-Star Sword, if it wasn't in advance, maybe many people would have forgotten it. But Mo Yi will never forget his name, just as he will not forget that this sword is the life of Bruno, the leader who raised him, and life cannot repay the kindness of his raising, then after death, Mo Yi will use this sword to kill a piece of the world for him, maybe Bruno will see it, on the day Mo Yi ascends to the top.

Split Winter looked at the resolute man playfully, and clapped his hands mockingly, giving him a little encouragement, if he fell down all of a sudden, what would it mean.

Red lightning began to spread out from that mark, condensing into the tail end of the thunder that had been cut down with various spells and sacrifices, thinking about the arrogance and the sincerity that was about to be sacrificed, the killing intent in Mo Yi's heart was even worse, how could a man who was burdened with so many lives and so many lives easily escape and fail. Mo Yi remembered his ancestral motto, Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement.

"Come!" Mo Yi didn't even want to say a word, holding the ghost kill in his right hand and the red star thunder end in his left hand, the aura of the two swords was completely different, and the same murderous aura in Mo Yi's hand was the same, and the same majesty of dominating the world.

Split Winter is still a very scoundrel and turned into a shadow, lurking on the land, no matter how others attack, they can't hurt him in the slightest, that is, this little skill he has assassinated countless people, if, he thinks it is if, maybe it may be true, if it is impossible to live, thousands of years and tens of thousands of years of inheritance kings died under his assassination, what kind of situation will it be. Thinking of this, Split Winter's whole person was a little fluttery, and he thought of countless ways to play with Mo Yi.

Death is just a sword, and there is nothing to be afraid of, but torture is the real fear, and that is the most difficult time in life. There is a kind of death called life is better than death, and there is a kind of life called pain and not wanting to live.

Mo Yi's sturdy skin was exposed, and in the face of the villain lurking on the surface, he simply closed his eyes. Although Mo Yi's eyes were closed, the murderous aura was already all over the ground, and he was even clear about the shadow's every move. There is a natural difference between a swordsman and a mage, this Bruno has said it a long time ago, but Mo Yi has no way out, if he can't beat him, it will be death, Mo Yi is not a pity to die, but the bet of the people who pressed on him, he didn't want them to lose. One day, maybe one day, Mo Yi will proudly tell them, congratulations, you won this big bet.

After the eyes are closed, all visual distractions are cut off, so that the human instinct will be brought into full play, any feints will lose their meaning, and the swordsmanship will be transformed from a kaleidoscope into two moves: attack and defense.

Split Dong sneered and lurked at Mo Yi's feet, this kind of latent technique can really be said to be silent, but Mo Yi's killing intent has already been felt. The ghost slayer exuded the majesty of the god of death, and the black murderous aura surrounded the sword, and Split Winter stretched out his hand, and Mo Yi stabbed down with a sword, piercing through Split Winter's palm.

Cracked Winter is defenseless, and the pain is grinning. Mo Yi bent his sword and picked it out of the soil in the cracked winter like a conch. Shadows are indeed unattackable, but once Split Winter attacks, there must be a flaw. When Mo Yi closed his eyes, he increased the sensitivity of the killing intent, and he could react in a thousandth of the time, and make a move, which means that this move has lost its meaning to Mo Yi.

It's not that Split Winter has killed so many masters because he doesn't have the ability to defeat Split Winter, but that Split Winter is winning a strange move, and once this skill is used twice, it will definitely be cracked in front of the master.

Splitting Winter's hand was pierced by the ghost killing, and he quickly froze his wound with ice, and then escaped Mo Yi's slash with the ice clone. The ice clone was cut off at the waist and shattered into slag. Although he had the upper hand, Mo Yi was not complacent, and although he was not able to kill the Split Winter Mo Yi in one go, it was not a pity. Not to be happy with things, not to be sad about yourself, not to be frightened by humiliation is the style of a general.

Split Winter looked at his wound and gritted his teeth at Mo Yi, will you understand the feeling of being bitten by a dog when you play with a dog? After this, the split winter had to take Mo Yi seriously, it seems that the interpreter of the royal road did not say that it could be easily killed if killed!

"Come!" Mo Yi was still full of murderous spirit, and seemed unwilling to say even two more words. Although Split Winter has real skills, he still needs all his strength to fight the lion and the rabbit, not to mention that he is facing the kings of the past and present.

Splitting Winter no longer used the shadow, but instead formed a human ice ballast in his hand and smashed it towards Mo Yi. Mo Yi's thunderbolt slashed open, and the ice was shattered before it reached Mo Yi's face, and then he stabbed it with a sword without looking back. Split Winter was shocked, he didn't expect Mo Yi's reaction to be so fast, he was seen through such a false blow, and even the direction of the attack was discovered.

However, Split Winter's reaction was also very fast, and he immediately formed an ice shield to block, and then used the ice clone to dodge the aftermath of thunder and lightning! Mo Yi easily killed dozens of ghost soldiers to give Split Winter a dismount, and the angry Split Winter's face changed.

Think about what this kind of angry person can accomplish. You look at Mo Yi, on the surface he looks like he has a cold personality, and then you look at his heart, jubilant like a mad dog. As for Split Winter, he looks like a mad dog on the surface and a big mad dog on the inside.

At this time, a female voice that matched the atmosphere sounded, chanting, "Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar! Eighteen fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad. ”

Although Mo Yi doesn't read much, he knows that this is a good poem as soon as he listens to it. Although Yi Yi's voice is very soft, it is still very temperamental.

In the poem, Mo Yi continues to fight against Split Winter.

"The king is ashamed, and it is still snowing. The prince hates, when will he perish. Driving the long dragon to break through, Daling Mountain is lacking. Zhuang is hungry for dragon meat, laughing and thirsty for ghost blood. Start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"

Mo Yi listened to this poem, and his whole body became enthusiastic. Rushing forward, the thunder and lightning broke his left bone, his back, and the ghost stabbed into his right chest. Split Winter's whole body froze, and Mo Yi broke it with a sword, cutting through the ice sculpture with a cross. Splitting Winter wields the Ice Thorn Sword and advances to stab forward. Mo Yi slapped sideways, knocking the ice sword to the ground.

Mo Yi seized the opportunity to stab into the head of the Split Winter. The ice shattered, and the shadow of the Split Winter sword struck from behind. The Pure Soul Fire was activated in an instant, and he made an armor for himself to block Winterbreaker's attack.

And at this time, the cracked winter is gone, and he is stuck in the scene of ice. "No, boys. The heart is stronger than the man!" Mo Yi looked back at Yi Yi, and the long sword of Splitting Winter's piercing ice was impressively placed on Yi Yi's neck.

Mo Yi was trapped in the ice and struggled for a while. A strange smile appeared on Split Winter's face, as long as they all died here, then who would know that they had been abused. Thinking of this, Split Winter couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahahaha, don't move, don't move, move, this little beauty is about to say goodbye. When Moni saw Yi Yi being captured, they didn't dare to move for her safety, and the situation was reversed all of a sudden, and the three of them were stabbed several times, and they were surrounded and beaten.

Yi Yi burst into tears, shouting don't don't, and then couldn't even make a sound. There's a voice, oh no, a myriad of voices calling out to me.

Mo Yi saw the fire in his eyes, and the swordsmen of the tribe fell to the ground one by one, begging this Mo Yi to save him, and in the end, they died one by one, glaring at Mo Yi with their eyes, and finally, Bruno also died......

"What the are you guys doing, kill me, kill me!" Mo Yi's eyes cracked, and he exploded like a meteor in an instant, breaking through the ice formation. The left hand put his sleeve, the right hand hit his chest, the black sword went in, the red sword came out, and there were dozens of stabs in a second, and before he could react, he fell in a pool of blood. "Kill me!" Mo Yi threw away the thunder sword, and his left hand continued to condense red thunder and lightning, like a thousand flying birds, chattering non-stop in his hand.

Red thunder punches, one blow kills. Before Split Winter could react, he had been deeply embedded in the earth, turned into an electrocharred corpse.

The trees fell and scattered, and as soon as Split Winter died, all those ghost soldiers and ghosts fled in all directions. Peng Hou, Bai Zixu and the others chased and beat the ghost soldiers behind the team, and the anger in their hearts was difficult to calm for a long time.

However, Mo Yi was too domineering, and he killed Split Winter in an instant, and a generation of dependents fell. Winterfall is the biggest benefit to the Helldragon. Mo Yi found the glowing restraint, threw it at the feet of the prison dragon, drew his sword, took Yi Yi and left. Bai Zixu and Monisha also snuggled up and followed.

The prison dragon looked at the man's thin and resolute back, and all the hurt turned into tears of remorse. The Prison Dragon kowtowed three times to Mo Yi's back, and then the sand city shattered, and the Prison Dragon regained its free body.

"Are you afraid" Mo Yi stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Yi Yi's eyes, Yi Yi grinned and shook his head slightly. Mo Yi also laughed and touched Yi Yi's head. This silly girl is really stronger than she imagined.

Everyone slowly left the corpse of Split Winter, although they didn't know where they were going, but they didn't have to worry about their lives, and the whole person became lighter. Monisha is Bai Zixu's wife and lives in the desert. As the name suggests, a very cold desert is a very cold desert, and the specific location will be mentioned later.

The self-proclaimed god of war shows that his ambitions are so ambitious, and he has indeed created a world in the underworld, of course, he has not reached the height of the god of war at all. Since you don't have this strength, why should you give yourself this name, isn't it stupid? It's not good to provoke the killing of masters and other unnecessary troubles. What's the use of this title? The people in the underworld know you, and if you say anything or not, they will judge for themselves whether he has the opportunity to go outside and pretend to be a coerc, so this title is not voluntarily given by him.

The Prison Dragon longs for higher powers, and he obtained the Dragon's Spine Sword, and his fame with this magic weapon can be said to be a moment of glory. But due to his own downfall, his strength is not enough to defend against those enemies who have been famous for a long time. So, he needs strength, more than anyone else.

By chance, he met the king, who was the one who was Dahl. When Dahl saw the Prison Dragon, he smiled evilly, promised heavy profits, and constantly tempted the Prison Dragon, power and status, and that feeling of being above all beings made the Prison Dragon completely fall, and signed two contracts with the real demon. In exchange for power, the Prison Dragon becomes the king's servant, and the king gives the Prison Dragon power.

One is the contract for the Prison Dragon to live forever in the underworld, and the other is the contract for control.

The Prison Dragon has obtained the power he wants, but it is not as invincible as he imagined, and the world is invincible. But the contract had already been signed, there was no way to break it, and he was reduced to a slave.

The Prison Dragon did not fight, but gave up on himself, became violent, then became unnormal, and finally, he became an ordinary dragon, but he was liberated!