The second watch!

Zhou Dian hangs very unsteadily, brothers, help the puppet to stand up!

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There is no imaginary gloom, and if you don't know, I'm afraid you won't be aware of the difference between this place and the outside world.

Only the strong who have stepped into the innate realm can vaguely feel a killing intent from the surrounding environment, such a killing intent is not deliberately released by anyone, but a kind of breath that seems to have existed since ancient times, which has already been precipitated in every inch of land and every breath of air.

The remnants of the walls can be seen everywhere, obviously destroyed after the war, so thinking about the terrifying war back then, but it can't help but make people feel fascinated.

In fact, since stepping into this dark red earth, every step has been extremely careful, it is an intuition between life and death, which is much more effective than any tangible reminder and hint.

Kill!

Suddenly, a roar like thunder suddenly sounded in Fang Cun's head.

In a flash, the situation changes!

Everything around was completely stained red with blood, the air, on the ground, everywhere that could be seen was filled with corpses and blood, the air was constantly resounding with the roar of fighting, and the terrifying - kill!

Leaned down slightly, pinched a little dark red dirt with his fingers, raised his brows slightly, and pressed his fingertips, letting the dirt turn into powder and scatter from his fingertips.

The terrifying killing intent was condensed like substance, pressing on people's nerves, and Fang Cun stood in place, motionless.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's just that in this terrifying killing machine, he doesn't dare to move at all!

Fang Cun has a keen perception that is almost delusional, as long as he takes a step forward, there will be a fierce attack all over the sky, and if he moves, it may be death!

Although there was nothing around at all, only corpses and congealed blood, Fang Cun trusted his intuitive judgment extremely much. For an Assassin, there was nothing more trustworthy than their instincts.

After being silent for a long time, Fang Cun finally slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, time went backwards, and everything around them regressed rapidly, as if everything had returned to before this big battle in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, everyone was fighting frantically.

Fang Cun can clearly feel the strange attack methods from everyone's attacks, can distinguish the terrifying killing machines, and can foresee the death of everyone and the flow of every drop of blood with his own eyes.

Time seems to be no longer important at this moment, and there is no way to tell how long it has passed, the only thing that can be known is that the sky and the earth are dyed red with this battle!

Corpses are strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood are flowing!

"Whew!"

He took a deep breath, Fang Cun's breathing was slightly disordered, his body was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale and a little sickly, and large drops of sweat fell to the ground like raindrops.

Consciousness returned, but Fang Cun felt as if he had really just experienced such a big battle, and the whole person was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Carefully recalling the fragment in his mind, Fang Cun's eyes couldn't help but flash a different look, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Cun finally got up again, his fingers were raised slightly, and a touch of innate sword qi suddenly leaked out from his fingertips, and he quickly wrote a killing word in the air!

"Kill!"

Slowly spit out this word from his mouth, the killing word condensed by the innate sword qi, as if it was given life and spirit surnames in an instant, revealing a simple and dignified atmosphere.

One-step!

With the formation of this killing word, Fang Cun finally took a step slowly!

It was just this step that everything around him seemed to come to life, and the terrifying suction frantically tore at Fang Cun's body, as if to drag him back into that earth-shattering battle.

Such a force is simply not something that human beings can resist, and even square inches cannot resist at all.

However, at this moment, the killing word condensed by the innate sword qi in front of Fang Cun's body suddenly exploded.

In an instant, it was as if a roar from the ancients suddenly exploded, shattering everything around it, leaving no trace.

The illusion in front of him collapsed in an instant, and Fang Cun was still standing there, and he could even vaguely see the footprints of himself who had just taken this step.

There was a trace of essence in his eyes, and Fang Cun's body suddenly revealed a monstrous killing power, using his fingers as a sword, pointing out in an instant, and taking three steps in a row at the same time!

Between each step, there is a killing word and a sword trick.

The arrogance is monstrous, and the killing intent is shattered!

Fang Cun clearly saw that there was a blood-colored long sword inserted on the ground in front of him, as bright as blood jade, faintly revealing a brilliant light.

Fang Cun's position was three steps away from that blood-colored long sword!

In fact, with the four steps just taken, in fact, from the very beginning, Fang Cun was seven steps away from this blood-colored long sword!

At this moment, in fact, Fang Cun had already realized in his heart.

Seven steps away, every step of the way!

Every step out is correspondingly a sword trick, as long as one step can't keep up with the rhythm, it is the end of the body and soul.

I closed my eyes again, and when I just stepped in, the Seven Killings Monument I saw seemed to resurface in my mind.

Seven clear killing words jumped in front of him, each of them seemed to be turned into a sword trick, Fang Cun couldn't understand the sword move, but from these seven killing words, he could understand a kind of sword intent, a kind of indomitable, boundless ruthlessness and decisiveness!

Take the finger as the sword, and the word becomes the meaning!

What Fang Cun did was to beat out the sword intent in it through these killing words one by one, and move forward against the grain through these killing words.

In the blink of an eye, the last three steps had already been taken, the killing intent was shattered, and the moment Fang Cun reopened his eyes, everything around him collapsed, leaving only the blood-colored long sword inserted into the ground in front of him.

After a slight hesitation, Fang Cun slowly raised his hand, gently held the blood-colored long sword, and pulled it out with a little force!

"Zheng"

A sword roar suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a terrifying qi machine locked Fang Cun deadly, if someone was present, they would see that the blood-colored long sword held in Fang Cun's hand revealed a touch of blood, like liquid, along Fang Cun's hand, slowly penetrating into the body!

At the same time, an indifferent voice sounded in Fang Cun's mind at the same time.

"The sword name is seven kills, and the killing intent is sevenfold, and those who understand this seven killing sword canons can inherit my mantle!"

Between the lightning and flint, the blood-colored long sword had turned into a blood-colored color, and all of it was submerged into Fang Cun's body.

It was only at this moment that a trace of enlightenment rose in Fang Cun's heart, this blood sword was actually invisible at all, it was condensed by a killing intent, and it contained a sword technique!

Although it was not explained, Fang Cun already knew in his heart that there were a total of seven sword tricks, and when taken together, it was a set of peerless learning left by the owner of the Seven Killing Monument, the Seven Killing Sword Codex!

Of course, what Fang Cun understands at this moment is only the first form.