The sword intent was soaring, the sword qi roared angrily, and the dazzling sword light shrouded the heavens and the earth, adding some light to the gray space.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, wailing endlessly, and a little bit of blood bloomed, and in an instant, it melted like rain and snow under the sword qi, never defiling the land and the air.

The young man stood indifferently, with endless sword qi roaring around, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest, this was his sword qi.

The tragedy is unfolding, life is passing, but there is no trace of filth, only pure sword qi is raging, and the young man is in it, but he is like an outsider.

Outside of that sword aura, a sturdy young man's legs trembled violently, and his eyes looking at the indifferent young man were full of fear, and his intestines were full of regret.

Did he find a soft persimmon? No, it was the devil, it was the Grim Reaper.

Murder, Shi Zhongtian has not seen it, but it is so natural for a teenager to kill people, and he kills so lightly, and he is in it, but he seems to be out of the matter, he has never seen it.

Look at the young man's eyes, plain as water, in addition to indifference is indifferent, as if killing is a simple thing, there will be no burden and mercy at all, this is the eyes of a killer who kills for a living, right?

However, how could he be a killer with such a young age and a dusty temperament?

"Could it be that he is a genius of the Killer Gate, or a genius of the Ruthless Gate?" Shi Zhongtian's heart trembled violently, only these two kinds of people would have this kind of temperament at the same time, and their cultivation was not high, but their strength was terrifyingly strong.

Yes, he can feel the cultivation of other people, even if the other party does not deliberately release his breath, it is precisely because he feels that the cultivation of the young man is not high, and he has just stepped into the double level of qi refining, so he will be so arrogant.

However, this invincible ability to find soft persimmons is a heel in the young man, his cultivation is not high, but his strength is one. The point is not weak either.

Shi Zhongtian really wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill himself, but he didn't provoke anyone, but he provoked a killing god.

"Damn it!"

......

In just a few breaths, the young man's body was no longer angry except for the roaring sword qi, and the road that was blocked by people suddenly became empty.

These people are like two goods, extremely arrogant, but their strength is not very good, although there are many people, but there are not many people who have even reached the triple level of qi refining, compared to the sword youth who died under his sword before, how can they resist this invincible sword qi killing.

The young man turned around slightly and looked at Shi Zhongtian, who had already fallen into a stupid position, with an indifferent gaze, but it was this indifferent look that made Shi Zhongtian tremble suddenly, wake up, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

More than a dozen martial artists who were refining qi and were killed in just a few moments, this scene was so exciting that Shi Zhongtian's heart was about to jump out.

"Uncle?" The young man's words couldn't hear the joy and anger, but Shi Zhongtian was so frightened that his heart and gallbladder cracked, how could he dare to call himself uncle, this young man is the uncle, at this moment his second regret is that he is cheap, nothing to call himself an uncle!

Shi Zhongtian wanted to cry without tears, his knees were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop", crying and shouting: "Young man, uncle! The villain has eyes and no beads, and the ghost has a sudden abrupt mind for a while, your boss has a lot, just treat the villain as a fart, let it go!"

The young man's face was expressionless, this stone in the sky is also a superlative, he was so arrogant before, now he says kneel, he kneels, he doesn't even want face, of course, compared to his life, face or anything doesn't matter.

However, it is not easy to achieve such a change, especially for people who are used to arrogance, I am afraid that the first thing that comes to mind is not to beg for mercy, but to move out of their own background to threaten the other party, from this point of view, this Shi Zhongtian is not too stupid, knowing that the crocodile gang can't control himself.

He didn't know that Shi Zhongtian had secretly regarded him as a genius of the Killer Sect or the Ruthless Sect, and neither of the two could be compared to the Crocodile Gang, so he didn't talk about the Crocodile Gang again.

If I die, what should I do if I am left with orphans and widows, if I am frozen and hungry, and there is no one to help, you will be merciful, and have mercy on my family. Shi Zhongtian saw that the young man was indifferent, his eyes rolled, and he cried even more bitterly, so he almost kowtowed to the young man.

"Shouldn't you kowtow?" Shi Zhongtian secretly thought in his heart, as soon as he lowered his head, he was about to swallow.

"Aren't you from the Crocodile Gang?" the young man said indifferently, Shi Zhongtian's movements froze suddenly, and his crying stopped.

He thought that with the boy's natural strength and background, he would not remember a mere crocodile gang, however, he miscalculated......

Shi Zhongtian squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said embarrassedly: "Uncle, you have a really good memory, you have memorized everything, hehe...... Hehe, in fact, they are bluffing, where will the villain's virtue be the leader of the crocodile gang, ahaha!"

"Young Gang Leader of the Crocodile Gang?" the look in the young man's eyes could be described as meaningful.

Not good!

Shi Zhongtian's face changed suddenly, what the young man just said was "Aren't you from the crocodile gang", but he didn't say the words "young gang leader".

"Hehe, actually...... It's all a misunderstanding, uncle, listen to me, the thing is actually like this...... Run!" Shi Zhongtian laughed dryly, and suddenly his figure jumped up, and ran into the distance with lightning speed, not daring to turn his head back.

This boy was too terrible to fool him.

"Clever choice, it's a pity that I met this prince. ”

It turned out that this young man was Yang Yan who had just come out of the cave, and it was not surprising to see Shi Zhongtian running away without saying a word, it was a fact that everyone knew that he couldn't beat the other party, and it was useless to beg for mercy.

However, want to escape under the nose of Yang Yan?

Yang Yan's body did not move, but the sword intent on his body was soaring, even stronger than when he killed those people, and the sword qi around him frantically gathered two, and the brilliant sword light exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

"Go. Yang Yan's finger moved forward slightly, and in an instant, a terrifying sword beam shot out, piercing the air, as fast as lightning, slashing through the void, leaving a faint trace of the sword.

After many years of contemplating the eighty-one patterns in the cave, Yang Yan's kendo attainments have changed from what they used to be, although it is impossible to send out a terrifying attack like the pattern itself, but his kendo attack has also become extremely terrifying, and he can do whatever he wants.

The first pattern on the stone wall was a terrifying sword formed by the convergence of countless sword elements, and then other changes were derived, and at this moment, this sword issued by Yang Yan was derived from this.

Thousands of sword qi converged and condensed into a sword, a sword composed of sword qi, killed out, just like a real sword, carrying the terrifying power of kendo and swordsmanship, penetrating everything!

Yang Yan had already mastered the sword, and with the comprehension of many days, it was not difficult to do this, and he named it: Unity!

Thousands of sword qi are one, the heavens and the earth are dark, and the already gray space becomes silent, only the sword of unity that penetrates everything is unstoppable!

"What?"

Shi Zhongtian, who was running away with his head buried in his life, suddenly felt a terrifying killing machine behind him lock on to him, and the sharp sword light followed, Shi Zhongtian looked back, and in an instant, the souls of the dead were rising, and his scalp was numb.

A beam of sword light exuding a terrifying aura was shooting towards him, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to catch up with him, unstoppable, and the sharp blade made him sweat all over his body, and the danger was great.

"Damn! I'll fight with you!" Shi Zhongtian's face turned pale, he couldn't imagine that the young man would be so decisive, once he started, he would kill them all, and he would not be given a way to live.

The beam of the sword that was chasing at great speed was too fast, and it was impossible to dodge, and the only thing that could be done was to do everything to block this blow, and only in this way could we win a glimmer of life.

As the leader of the Crocodile Gang, Shi Zhongtian naturally would not be useless, and his cultivation had also reached the level of Qi refining, if it weren't for Yang Yan's extremely strong kendo cultivation, he wouldn't be so afraid of the other party, and he wouldn't even dare to run away directly in battle.

However, if you can't beat Yang Yan, can't you still deal with a sword qi?

Shi Zhongtian's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he suddenly pulled out his sword, slammed his fist into his chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the blood-white sword, which looked a little demonic.

What he spit out is not ordinary blood, but the essence blood related to his own vitality, at the cost of essence blood, he can increase his attack several times, beyond his original strength, this means is extremely powerful, can deal with opponents who are stronger than himself, but the price is also very large, it will hurt his own vitality, it is difficult to make up for it.

Generally speaking, if it is not a battle of life and death, and is forced to a desperate situation, the martial artist will not use his own essence and blood, so even if he wins, he will pay a great price, and in serious cases, it may directly lead to a regression in cultivation, or a decline in talent, which is difficult for many people to accept.

Of course, it is impossible for ordinary martial artists to master this method, after all, although essence blood is precious, in the end, it is a life-saving thing, and this method is naturally precious.

And at the cost of his own essence and blood, the power obtained in exchange is also extremely impressive, and Shi Zhongtian's sword exudes a terrifying aura, which is not even inferior to the sword of unity, and can compete with it.

Shi Zhongtian's face became extremely pale, for this desperate blow, he sacrificed more than a little essence blood, which can be described as a great injury to his vitality, and he was already at the end of his strong crossbow.

"Boom!"

The terrifying collision erupted in space, and the blood-colored sword slashed at the beam of sword light that shot without showing weakness, and the terrifying sword qi fluctuations swept out, and the brilliant sword light drowned everything, becoming the protagonist of this moment.

"Poof!" Shi Zhongtian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was terrifyingly white, there was no blood at all, the sword had almost drained all his strength, and the whole person was extremely weak.

His sword, blasted away in a terrifying collision, is now unknown where, but it has finally been blocked.

"Damn, fortunately, my life is big, today's revenge will be written down for the time being, he will ...... day by day" Shi Zhongtian scolded angrily a few times, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape from this place, but before he could finish speaking, a sword qi torrent pierced out from the residual sword qi storm after the collision, and a sword pierced through his throat!

Shi Zhongtian's eyes widened in anger, and he fell down unwillingly, trying his best to block the first sword, but he couldn't block the second sword.

Is this the number of fates?