In this Hades Tomb, Xiao Yu has only been in the Tomb of Hades for five days now, but his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, from the previous three-star warrior, he directly crossed the six-star threshold and reached the initial stage of the nine-star warrior.

Not only that, in this Hades Tomb, although the Hades Sword, as the key to open the door of the Hades Tomb, has completely dissipated, but there must be gains and losses, and by chance, Xiao Yu actually got a new sword blade.

Blood Wave Cloud Sword!

Although the grade is one level lower than the Hades Sword, due to the murderous aura of the Immortal Sword, the lethality of this sword is not a few points worse than the Hades Sword.

The tip of the sword is the main killing, and its sharp spirit is fierce and difficult, and the meaning of killing is naturally derived from it.

Those who get the tip of the sword should have embarked on an endless killing path.

Gently stroking the Blood Wave Cloud Sword, feeling the majestic killing intent in it, Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he sighed softly.

When he raised his head again, the murderous aura in Xiao Yu's eyes was all gone, and from his eyes, he could only see a sense of neutrality and peace.

And the killing aura emanating from Xiao Yu's body has long been gathered at the tip of the sword, condensed but not dispersed, and now just from the appearance, Xiao Yu is like a weak-crowned boy. Coupled with the faint smile on his face all the time, I believe that no one will associate this handsome boy in front of him with the demon who has slaughtered hundreds of tomb robbers.

Xiao Yu smiled softly, a chill surging faintly in his eyes, and suddenly said softly.

"This can't be said, but it's a good way to hide your murderous aura. ”

The Emperor Pole Sword Spirit on the side sighed slightly: "The sword bearer has his own pride, sincerity, elegance, killing one person in ten steps, not leaving a line for thousands of miles, even if he kills, he has his own sword heart to decide...... This sword is good, but you have to remember that it is a human sword......"

The tone suddenly rose a few degrees, and the sword spirit's tone became colder: "Instead of a sword master, obsessed with killing, he will eventually become ruthless, but he will only become the second Hades King." ”

Xiao Yu didn't answer anymore, and suddenly stepped out, and the momentum of his whole body climbed sharply after this step. A kind of arrogance also emanated with this step, as if there was only one person and one sword between heaven and earth.

Xiao Yu's eyes were flat, and he suddenly said softly: "The sword bearer has his own pride, although it is good to kill ruthlessly, but ...... What does this have to do with me, Jian Xin is always there, I Xiao Yu, I have my own way!"

The sword spirit didn't speak anymore, but breathed a long sigh of relief with some relief.

It finally understood at this moment that after getting the first piece of the Emperor's Extreme Sword, Xiao Yu had completely gotten rid of the fate of the previous life, and in the next moment, what was in front of Xiao Yu was unknown!

And with Xiao Yu's talent, scheming, and means...... Just add a little bit of luck.

So......

Anything is possible!

Xiao Yu's eyes were as cold as water, and he suddenly seemed to take care of himself and chuckled: "With the tomb robbers I killed in this tomb of the Hades, the champion of the Eight Veins Martial Arts, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape from my hands...... This yellow-level peerless body technique, I really have some expectations for it. ”

As soon as his body moved, Xiao Yu's figure disappeared between the rooms. Like a bat gliding through the night, it disappeared into the darkness after a few ups and downs.

Now, it's time to come to an end!

In the dark tomb of the Hades, it seems that killing will always take place, not only tomb robbers, but even people in the eight veins, just because of their own greed, they will inevitably kill each other.

And Xiao Yu didn't even frown, as long as these people don't provoke themselves, they will definitely not care. Although Xiao Yu slaughtered hundreds of tomb robbers, he was not cold-blooded and murderous.

Sword cultivators have their own sword hearts, and Xiao Yu's pride makes him disdain to make a move against these people.

As long as it is determined that it should be killed, even if it is slaughtered by tens of millions, and these people who attack the people who are also the eight veins are just a group of poor worms controlled by greed.

Such a state of mind will not do much after all.

But this does not mean that Xiao Yu will go to the rescue of these killed people in the eight veins, although he does not kill cold-blooded, but this does not mean that he is a good person.

I can't even protect what I have in my hands, and these people will die when they die.

The continent is very large, and the killings that occur every day are even more numerous, if you have to take care of everything, wouldn't you be exhausted to death?

Therefore, in the face of these things, Xiao Yu did not even change his complexion, he still walked slowly, not in a hurry or slowly, it seemed that this endless killing path was like walking in front of his door to him.

There must be an end to this endless killing.

"I'm afraid this exit is coming!"

Xiao Yu sighed deeply, feeling the cold energy around him that had begun to fade, as well as the faint light that seemed to be nothing, Xiao Yu's heart sank, and at the same time, a sense of joy couldn't help but come to his heart.

In this tomb for nearly six days, with the sword as a companion and blood as the practice, although Xiao Yu's strength has increased greatly, a strong sense of tiredness has also shrouded Xiao Yu's heart.

After experiencing endless killing, you should always take a good rest and rest.

The corners of the young man's mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and he smiled silently, Xiao Yu's Xuan Qi poured into his whole body, and the already fast speed actually increased by a few points again.

However, this state did not last long, and the speed of the young man's swift action only lasted for about a cup of tea, and then gradually slowed down, and then a layer of coldness was attached to the young man's bright eyes.

"Ahead...... There's a fight!"

The spiritual power probed out of the body and quickly turned into filaments of spiritual power, and then these filaments continued to change in the air, and after a while, a huge net of spiritual power quickly covered a radius of 100 meters.

Within the coverage of this huge net, even if the wind blows, it cannot escape Xiao Yu's perception.

The expression on the young man's face lasted for a few seconds, then it turned from the previous coldness, to stunned, and finally to a trace of disbelief bitterness, and then a helpless low sigh slowly resounded in the air.

"Grandma's, Jun Xiaoniu, you owe me a favor this time. ”

What was captured by Xiao Yu's divine sense was naturally Jun Hanyun's group, but their current situation was extremely bad.

There are only two people who walked with Jun Hanyun:

Zhang Ye, Gao Sheng.

These two people can be regarded as outstanding existences among the children of these eight veins, but now their combat power can be counted as one achievement in ten percent.

Zhang Ye's breath was sluggish, and a huge gap had collapsed on the original Xuanbing, which was regarded as life, and he knelt on one knee, the sword was fiercely inserted into the soil, and blood continued to overflow from Zhang Ye's mouth, and finally dripped on the ground, quickly disappearing, but it brought a trace of demonic red.

And Gao Sheng was even more unbearable, he passed out directly, and there was a hideous knife mark in his lower abdomen, even if Zhang Ye helped him seal the blood, he could still see blood gurgling out.

Now there is only Jun Hanyun who can fight, but after the battle with Li Xieling, she also suffered a lot of injuries, even if she recovers, her current combat power is only sixty percent.

But what she had to face was the siege of more than ten people, although these ten people only had the cultivation of three or four star warriors, but they were very good at the art of combined attacks. Even with Jun Hanyun's strength, it is not easy to break through.

What's more, in the darkness, there is also a ghost-like venomous figure, like a poisonous snake entrenched in the darkness, spitting cold snake letters, as if it may launch a fatal blow at any time.

The fierce color flashed in his eyes, and Jun Hanyun shouted angrily: "Wu Fangcun, you are so blatantly killing the people of the Eight Pulses, and you are not afraid of being retaliated against by the Eight Clans! You are playing with fire!"

A black light swept through the darkness, leaving a deep blood mark on Jun Hanyun's body, and Wu Fangcun's resentful and cold voice finally resounded:

"Revenge, as long as you are all killed here, who will know that the proud daughter of the Jun family was actually killed by me Wu Fangcun!"

The tone suddenly became cold and gloomy: "None of you can run today, kill you, the champion of the Eight Veins Martial Arts is my Wu Fangcun!"

A little greedily glanced at the huge package behind Jun Hanyun, Wu Fangcun's figure disappeared in place again, and in a flash, on Jun Hanyun's fragrant shoulder, a blood mark was brought out again.

With an angry scream, Jun Hanyun was about to swing his sword to resist, but he found that his body was becoming more and more stiff, and a faint depression began in the dantian, and the flow of Xuan Qi became extremely difficult!

"You've quenched poison on your sword!"

"Haha, it's just some condensation, with Miss Jun's strength, as long as you don't use your Xuan Qi, it will be fine for a few hours. ”

"But ......"

The tone suddenly became calm, and an abnormal flush suddenly appeared on Wu Fangcun's bloodless face: "But I don't plan to let you live for a few hours!"

Wu Fangcun's figure disappeared in an instant, and the dagger suddenly brought a poignant glow in the dark night, slashing towards Jun Hanyun's throat with a cruel smile, and there seemed to be a poignant sound of breaking wind in the air.

Looking at this thunderous killing, Jun Hanyun sighed secretly, her beautiful eyes were suddenly closed, as if waiting for the arrival of death.

But at this moment, a ray of blood light, like lightning piercing the sky, suddenly collided with Wu Fangcun's dagger.

"Ding"

There was a sound of the handover of Xuan soldiers, Wu Fangcun's figure flew back, and the original indomitable offensive was forced to change direction under this sharp blow!

And as the figure stood up, a faint chuckle made his face even more gloomy.

In the darkness in front of him, a handsome young man stood with a sword, although he was chuckling, but the touch of ** killing intent behind the smile was undoubtedly revealed.

Looking at Wu Fangcun's stunned gaze, the young man's expression instantly became flat. Sen Leng's voice also spat out from his mouth:

"She's right, you...... It's just playing with fire!"