The enchanting shadow moves at an active speed.

"There are seven great martial monarchs in the Yunxiao Sect, and four of them have gone. I don't know how many martial arts there are, if there are too many, don't say kill, even if you intercept it, you can't stop it. Zuo Wuzhou was staggered, his thoughts moved slightly, and he was cold: "No matter how many there are, kill one by one." ”

"However, if you miss a few, even if you chase and kill for thousands of miles, I am afraid that it will become a trouble. Zuo Wuzhou's thoughts fluctuated, and he pondered coldly: "Both the home and the creek and forest need some protection. ”

Urging the "Hidden Dragon Spirit" to sneak into a house quietly. If the breath is not restrained, and the indulgent breath is opened, even in his sleep, Soul Martial Venerable may not be without induction. Therefore, "Hidden Dragon" is really an excellent treasure for murder and assassination.

The "black stream", which is no more than one foot three long, has a black luster flowing all over its body, stretching out silently, and immediately and coldly harvesting the surname of a Soul Martial Venerable.

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Compared with professional assassins like Ji Xiaomo, Zuo Wuzhou is a little amateur. But he also fought in Bazhong anyway, and he assassinated the Red Tan people many times, so when he regained his old business, he was a little rusty at the beginning, but he soon regained his senses, and he was familiar with it, and he may not be too inferior to Ji Xiaomo.

But anything related to combat and killing, Zuo Wuzhou can always get started with a surprising speed and quickly become a strong point.

Assassination, not quite to Zuo Wuzhou's appetite. However, now it is not an ordinary battle killing, but to seek revenge and destroy the door. Naturally, he will not act according to common sense, and should take killing people and destroying people as the primary purpose, and as for whether it is appetizing or not, it is secondary.

He has an unshakable persistence and is never pedantic. If you should advance, you should retreat, if you should kill, you will kill, you will be killed, you will be assassinated, and you will never drag the mud and water. Never changed only for the sake of purpose.

If he faced the Soul Martial Emperor, if his family was behind him, he knew that he would die, and he would rather die in battle than take a step back. But if he doesn't have family and friends behind him, he can fight or retreat.

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The effect of the "Hidden Dragon Spirit" is fully exerted, and once activated, no one will be able to detect his breath unless the eyes see it. With this, he successfully assassinated many people in his sleep, calculating that the "Hidden Dragon Spirit" time limit was about to expire, and he bowed his head slightly: "It's time!"

While rushing to rendezvous with Yaksha, he muttered: "I can't imagine that there are not a few people in the Yunxiao Sect, and they all have some inexhaustible taste of killing. Fortunately, I was secretly assassinated, otherwise I would have been afraid that someone would rush up, and I would inevitably be in big trouble. ”

"If I had to come alone, I would have a much better chance of dying in this battle. Zuo Wuzhou has self-confidence and will, but he is not reckless or arrogant, and he can clearly see through the comparison of the strength of the enemy and us: "In the past, I only thought that I was the most happy to go alone. Now it seems that being outnumbered is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

"There are so many people like the Yunxiao Sect, it's hard for me to kill them all. If I hadn't had them this time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to do it alone. Isn't this the advantage of having a large number of people? Zuo Wuzhou was thoughtful, if he realized, he thought in his heart: "In many cases, there are many people who are easy to do, and it is really true." ”

He likes to practice alone, and he is a surname who lets go and kills people when he disagrees, and he kills the enemy and dies, and there is almost no living mouth under his hands. It's not that he doesn't know that some soul cultivators have a big background, but that he is determined and unmoved by external objects. Regardless of identity, origin, or relationship, he will kill him as he is, and no one can shake his will.

Therefore, he also knew that with his own style, he would probably have to make enemies with many people. Of course he didn't care, he was relaxed by fighting and killing, and he wished he could fight more. But his family may not be able to withstand his frequent feuds.

"Sometimes, it seems that it is not just a matter of one or two people to kill an enemy, but a country, or even a sect. Zuo Wuzhou smiled and smiled coldly: "If I am also a large number of people, I will be free from worries." ”

"If I can't outnumber the people, I must at least have the strength to destroy a sect by one person, so that I can ensure that I can destroy any enemy at any time and in any place, and there will be no trouble. ”

Zuo Wuzhou has always believed in himself: "First of all, naturally I want to become stronger." Secondly, if a person like Yaksha has the opportunity, he might as well get some more soul pulling silk and make a few more. ”

If you want to have a large number of people, it doesn't mean that Zuo Wuzhou is willing to go through cultivation with many people. No matter how many secrets he had that could not be known, he believed only in himself, and with some indifference and reclusion, he would never want to be with many people.

Of course, the reason why these two people like Yaksha and Jin Yan were able to walk together was purely a special case.

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Yaksha inherited the body of Qiao Mi, and he also inherited the false soul of Qiao Mi. The false spirit of every soul cultivator has always been one of the biggest secrets of the soul cultivator itself. Many soul cultivators died, and no one knew what kind of spirit they were cultivating.

The soul is the main source of power, and the spirit is a kind of auxiliary, but at the more critical and appropriate time, it can play a more powerful and effective role than soul power. It's like Zuo Wuzhou, if there is no "deformation" and "hidden dragon spirit", it may not be alive and well.

Therefore, every soul cultivator regards the spirit he has practiced as the greatest secret. Even close relatives and friends often don't rush to ask.

Yaksha inherited the spirit of Qiao Fan, and unfortunately, the secret of the spirit cannot be kept on the left boat. Through the fire of the soul of life, the Yaksha was forced by power and complained to each other - Qiao Mi's body has three spirits, one is the known "deformed spirit" of Zuo Wuzhou, the other is the "change spirit" of cheating death, and the other is the "Ling Feng spirit" who escapes for his life.

"Ling Fenglu" has a speed increase and sound reduction effect, of course, it is not as good as "Hidden Dragon Spirit" and "Hidden Dragon Spirit", but it is not bad. When Zuo Wuzhou took advantage of the breath and rushed to rendezvous, Yaksha deliberately cast "Transfiguration" and "Ling Feng Spirit" and flew quickly.

Just as Zuo Wuzhou and Yaksha were about to dive in, a terrible scream suddenly broke through the air somewhere, destroying this rare tranquility. Zuo Wuzhou's face was slightly cold: "It's not good, she did it on purpose!"

"Yaksha, don't hide it, do it!" Zuo Wuzhou let out a deep roar, his body like an electric rush.

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Like a thunderbolt stretching endlessly, the light of purple thunder and lightning roared violently in a house not far away, and in an instant, condensed supreme power, blasting the house into pieces.

A figure spilled blood, like catkins from a distance, and multiple lines of blood burst out of his body. The man's forehead and eyes were pierced, turning into three tiny blood holes, which were extremely hideous and terrifying.

Ji Xiaomo sneered, turned into Changhong and shook in the sky, throwing himself into the night. The voice was agitated, cold and gloating: "Zuo Wuzhou, what I owe you is done, and from now on, the two will be clear." ”

She sneered in her heart, she knew that this had ruined Zuo Wuzhou's assassination plan. Of course, with the strength of Zuo Wuzhou, Yasha and Gu Yiyi, it is still not a problem to deal with the remaining two great monarchs of the Yunxiao Sect.

Forget about others, she has fought with Zuo Wuzhou many times, even if she hates Zuo Wuzhou, she also knows and recognizes Zuo Wuzhou's strength and means. With the two great martial monarchs of the Yunxiao Sect, even if they join forces, they may not be able to kill the flexible and changeable (she thinks) and the determined Zuo Wuzhou.

"It just can't hurt him, and I want him not to be happy. This is what Ji Xiaomo thought before leaving!

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The originally quiet assassination operation, with Ji Xiaomo deliberately creating such a momentum, Yunxiao Sect roared, and all the people who should wake up woke up. Everywhere there was a roar of rage, accompanied by the roar of human voices: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The Yunxiao Sect has always been one of the strongest sects in the Chongyun area, and it has not encountered such a thing for many years. Suddenly, everyone was a little caught off guard, panicked and panicked.

"Damn Ji Xiaomo, I'll kill you. Zuo Wuzhou was secretly angry, stomped his feet, and his body rotated like a wind: "Yaksha, each does its own thing!"

"Yes!" Yaksha rushed to the other side like a tornado, scuffling!

Zuo Wuzhou's body was illusory, and he swept into it by mistake, transporting the "deformed spirit", and his face was illusory with the geometric appearance of the river. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, he rushed into the crowd of people walking east and west of the Yunxiao Sect, which was already very chaotic, and he took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to suddenly attack the killer, how could he not succeed.

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Honed from the battlefield, how could Zuo Wuzhou not be good at melee. In the melee, it is really like a fish in water.

The iron fist was like a hammer, shaking the heavens and regretting it, and the head of a martial artist exploded into a ball of flesh and bones. Grabbed a nine-rank with his hand, and then threw it with strength, this nine-rank master screamed all the way and screamed that he was about to fly out, and hit countless people along the way.

Taking advantage of the fact that a martial artist came from behind, Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were full of fierce energy, and his body method that burned like fire retreated wildly. Then abruptly exerted the soul power of the earth system, and hit this Wuzun with a bang, and in an instant, he was grabbed by Zuo Wuzhou's arms, and roared: "Drink!"

His arms were as heavy as a million catties, and his arms were divided, and he actually tore off this Wuzun's arms alive. Blasted out his arms like weapons, and the pieces of flesh and bones flew sideways, hitting several Jiupin's bodies, and it was as if he had been hit by a steel hammer!

Fierce as a beast, as powerful as a god of war. Seeing such a ferocious tactic, which can be called an extremely bloody tactic, it actually shocked the people of the Yunxiao Sect, and they were so shocked that they were terrified and retreated wildly. Some people were so frightened that their legs trembled, and a stream of heat flowed down their legs.

Screaming in unison: "You're not human, you're not human!"

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In the dark night, the lanterns lit by the Cloud Sect were dyed with blood, and they were soon dyed completely bright red, making the light turn red.

"Ten ends" coldly accompanied by the bloody aura, and a sassy sound slashed down from a person's head. The man was struck in two by a knife that was enough to open the mountain and split rocks, and died a desolate death.

The right hand is "ten", the left hand is "black stream", the sword light and sword shadow, and the battle is tragic. Zuo Wuzhou is like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, killing all the way down, there are countless corpses, there is no living mouth under the knife and fist, and there is no living person within a radius of several meters.

The knife slashed, and the blood flashed. Zuo Wuzhou gave full play to his tactics in the melee, and there were laws in his movements and leaps, as if he was condescending to understand every change in the battle.

If the previous fierce and unrivaled battle method made the Yunxiao Sect feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. Then, at this time, the tactics were flexible and changeable, but the healing caused them countless wounds, and they fell under Zuo Wuzhou's knife one after another.

"In a melee, the first thing is to protect yourself, and the second is to kill the enemy. Zuo Wuzhou secretly revisited the battlefield tactics, put his heart into the ethereal realm, no one could interfere with his state of mind, calmly observed every flaw, every opportunity to take advantage of: "There are many kinds of battlefield tactics, and they can be changed from their roots. One is bravery, the other is change. ”

What made the Yunxiao Sect feel devastated was that Zuo Wuzhou's tactics were extremely changeable. There is hardly a moment of stagnation, all the time in motion, or fast, or flexible, or fierce, and it is really difficult for a straight person to deal with.

While killing with hot hands, Zuo Wuzhou was secretly surprised: "Why don't the people of this Yunxiao Sect seem to have never been on the battlefield, and they have experienced very few battles of life and death." Not even the slightest bit of courage. ”

He thought well, going to the battlefield and other things, how could ordinary people with a certain status go. Even if he occasionally goes to war, his cultivation is much higher than he was at the beginning, and he often does not charge like a soldier. Rather, in the battle array, the master of the enemy army is besieged in a single line, and so on.

Soul cultivators who can become Soul Martial Venerables often have achievements very early, and it is impossible for them to have the experience of charging into battle in the army. There are only a handful of people who have been on the battlefield and can become Soul Martial Venerable.

It was also a coincidence that he was able to go to the battlefield at the beginning of his cultivation, and it was really a rare number. If he goes to the battlefield again with six or seven grades, it is basically impossible for him to risk death like a soldier to charge into battle.

If the people of the Yunxiao Sect knew that he despised his courage and fighting skills, most of them would have died of depression if they didn't fight—how many people had his chances, and how many people had such an innate fighting talent as him, and even a terrifying battle**.

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With a powerful soul that far surpassed that of the same level, Zuo Wuzhou's perception was really extremely powerful, and he quickly sensed that the two Soul Martial Venerables had mixed into the crowd and tried to assault him, and immediately sneered.

One of the biggest differences between Soul Martial Venerable and below in battle is that Soul Martial Venerable can release soul power and perceive it. Below the Soul Martial Venerable, close assassination is actually relatively easy. Once you become a Soul Martial Venerable, and then come to close assassination, the chance is greatly reduced in front of the release of soul power and perception.

Especially when you move your hand, the soul power is released, and the breath is no longer difficult to hide. Therefore, a good assassin must have a good spirit to conceal his whereabouts or breath, otherwise it will be difficult to assassinate at close range. A surprise attack at close range has a higher success rate.

He knew this truth from the day he became a Soul Martial Venerable.

He only cheated and didn't know, the knife came and went, and the heads still flew tenaciously to the sky, and the decapitation had become a habit, so he naturally turned a blind eye to the spectacular heads that formed one by one. Sensing the movement of the two, his killing intent boiled: "It's coming!"

Playing a melee with Zuo Wuzhou is not asking for trouble. If it is a good frontal attack, Zuo Wuzhou is going to kill them, and he needs to use some means and consume some soul power. can play melee, which is clearly to give him a chance to save energy.

Taking advantage of the sudden attack of the two, Zuo Wuzhou rotated, bringing out a burning smell, and his right fist was like a thunderbolt in an instant, leading to a landslide and a crack: "Turn the sky over!"

There was a thunderous explosion in mid-air, and a Soul Martial Venerable was shocked, frightened to see his partner being hit on the head with a punch. Even the flesh and bones slammed into the ground, becoming a piece of rotten flesh through and through.

But the fate of this Soul Martial Venerable may not be much better, in the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou spun and disappeared like a flame, and his left hand grabbed this person's jaw from behind like a tiger's claw!

This Soul Martial Venerable howls and is miserable, and it is so miserable that everyone who listens to it shudder!

All of them saw the horror of their lifetime, perhaps the most brutal murderous method they had ever seen in their lives!

Zuo Wuzhou's left claw sank into the shape of a tiger's claw, and it was actually removed from the skull from the mandibles of this martial venerable, and the entire face and facial bones were torn off! What was revealed was the bloody hole and the white bones of the forest.

But all those who saw it, all of them were scattered, all of them were pale, frightened and trembling, retreating frantically, and shouting madly: "This man is crazy, this man is crazy!"

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This Soul Martial Venerable struck a blow that could be called torture, and he lifted off his facial bones, and he didn't faint in pain. But he was already screaming in pain, and the pain was so intense that he frantically raised his hand to kill, and even killed a few of his own people before he was swept and killed by Zuo Wuzhou.

When Zuo Wuzhou saw this person's tragic situation, he rarely felt a trace of apology in his heart: "When you kill someone, it's a scuffle, and you really can't care about killing it to be ugly." It's just a good deal. If Gao Cheng is here, he will say that I killed cruelly. ”

It's really easy, how to kill easily, for him, killing is just killing, and it doesn't make a difference how to kill. He always didn't want to explain to the previous Wu Zun: "I'm sorry, it's your position that is so amazing, I can't help but come to this trick for a while!"

The battle was fierce, and no one cared about it.

For a moment, his mind moved slightly, and he returned to the ethereal realm of battle, and the more he killed, the more focused and relaxed he became. At this moment, Zuo Wuzhou's expression moved: "Finally Wujun is here, if you don't come again, I thought they were all shrinking." ”

"You beast with no surname, dare to torture and kill my disciple like this, I will take your surname!" The Great Elder roared with an earth-shattering roar, implying infinite anger, and the overwhelming aura condensed and the boundless power swooped down.

"It's a good come!" Zuo Wuzhou's battle intent reached its peak in an instant, and there was nothing else but the opponent in front of him. With one foot on it, the ground shakes the mountain, and the single fist rushes with the momentum of destroying the mountain, and its momentum is flawless!

The aura of heaven and earth converges into two magic soul battle skills, and with boundless power, they bombard each other in the air!

There was a crisp explosion, the waves swept away, Zuo Wuzhou's face turned pale instantly, and his feet stepped into the ground with a bang, the earth cracked, spraying blood. His gaze remained unwavering, and nothing could shake the firmness of his heart.

The Great Elder snorted in the air, and was blasted away dozens of meters after a few heel fights in a row, before he eliminated this residual force, and was furious: "How is it possible! You are the Soul Martial Venerable, how can you hurt me!"

vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, Zuo Wuzhou was like a long whale drawing water, his steel-like chest instantly bulged high, and the words were sonorous like knives: "Come again!"

The fighting spirit is like a cloud, densely spread in the sky, and the power is infinite for a while!

(To be continued)