Storms, thunder and flames, mixed with bursts of ice and rain, overwhelming the sky and shaking the mountains. All of the Killer Apprentices have gone mad, intent on destroying those two men along with the mountain on the island.

It's just that the moment Chen Weiming walked out of the cave entrance, all the attacks stopped, all the sounds disappeared in an instant, and the surroundings were instantly quiet.

Killers are a very extreme industry, surviving to kill, killing to survive. The weak are not worth mentioning in this killer world, they are worthless, and the strong will be worthy of respect.

In the past, the walkers were all rumored to be in various news, but today's walkers have already made them truly realize and feel the strength of the other party, which is enough to become the third leader in addition to the Sword God, Xuan Gongzi and the Underworld Sword.

When such a person appeared in front of him, all the killers couldn't help but give instinctive respect.

"Are you ready to die?"

The sword god held the ancient sword in his hand and swung it slowly, and at the same time gave the others a look, signaling that he was ready to block the back road.

"Death?" Chen Weiming smiled: "From the day I had my own thoughts, I have been prepared for death!

As he spoke, he took a step forward and walked down the hillside step by step, facing the hundreds of killer apprentices, with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling leisurely.

The life of a killer is cruel and ruthless, the strong don't know how long they can be dominant, and the weak don't know how many more days they can last. Death is always there, and it is natural to be mentally prepared.

Not only Chen Weiming, but also other killer apprentices. And at this time, Chen Weiming said it, and he looked like this, and he actually frightened all the killer apprentices at the first time, including the Sword God.

If something is abnormal, it must be a demon, and everyone feels that the walker should have some unknown means. After all, the killer apprentices who have been on missions with him at the same time in the past two years have all died, except for the Immortal Knife and Mo Wen, and after all, Yanyun Pavilion actually values him so much, there must be something extraordinary.

Walking thirty meters in front of the Sword God and stopping, Chen Weiming looked at them and said, "Once upon a time, I was the first batch of peers to enter the innate realm, and there were no more than ten people who could be with me. But after that, I had a problem with my body, and I was limited by inexplicable reasons, and I couldn't feel the Dao Pattern and cultivate the Dao Pattern, so that I stagnated in the Innate Realm for nearly ten years. ”

"In the past ten years, I have endured all kinds of humiliation and suffering. Almost died again and again, but struggled to come back to life. A lot of the time, I wondered...... We are supposed to be innocent, but why are we so trying to kill each other?"

As he spoke, Chen Weiming's palms were condensing the sigils. At this time, life and death are related, how can he have the heart to say such nonsense. In doing so, it is purely to attract the attention of these people and stall for time. This is the most difficult sigil in this life, and it is also one of the sigils most closely related to life and death.

Once successful, it is earth-shattering, but it will take time.

It's just that he is not good at words, how can he make up so many words in a while, what he said is actually what he thought in the past and said from the bottom of his heart. In this way, it is a crooked beating, which makes many killer apprentices feel the same way.

"Kill the people who have lived together for so many years, and step on their bones to advance, just to prove to others that I am better than them?" Chen Weiming shook his head: "But what's the point of this? There are so many strong people in the world, what can we represent when we dominate this corner of the world?"

"I was once set off by the Wind Demon, and after seeing his magical powers, I even felt that he was the strongest person in the world. It's ridiculous perhaps, but it's even so, because I'm so weak in comparison. But I didn't expect me to wake up, I won!"

"After that, I saw the Lightning Sword again, I saw you, I saw the legendary Qinglian Sword Song, and I also saw a peerless powerhouse who came and went as he wanted in the West Sea Continent. I suddenly felt that the world was so big!"

Saying this, Chen Weiming suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, he was not looking at the sky, but felt that the Shadow Artist should be above, looking down here.

"Do we deserve to die because we are not as good as Li Qinglian now? But why do we have to be like Li Qinglian, will we definitely not be able to compare with him in the future?"

"If you run fast, you will definitely run far?"

It seems to be asking himself, and it seems to be asking others, more like asking the shadowman who is high above.

He speculated that in addition to Yanyun Pavilion's intentions, he wanted to force himself to become the second Li Qinglian. And this made him feel sad and angry at the same time.

"No! he's doing the exercises. ”

Xuan Gongzi suddenly exclaimed, and he who cultivated the Dao pattern of mental power keenly felt that there were spiritual power fluctuations in the seemingly breezy walker. Although it is very weak, it shows that the other party has small movements that he does not know.

"Kill!"

The sword god also felt that something was wrong, so he thought about it more, and with a wave of the ancient sword, a sword light condensed and slashed at Chen Weiming.

"Ahh

Chen Weiming snorted, although the other party noticed it, but the time was enough. The trajectory of the true qi that he felt in front of the stone of the Tang Kingdom had been copied, the rune seal in his hand was crushed, and the spiritual power gushed out, attracting countless heaven and earth vitality, mobilizing the true qi of the whole body to churn around, like boiling water, directly blocking the sword qi.

This terrifying aura frightened everyone, and the sword god shouted loudly: "Kill, don't let him make a move." ”

He didn't know what else Chen Weiming was doing, but that overwhelming aura had already shown that the other party's supernatural powers must be extremely terrifying.

All the killers shot again, and the supernatural powers were overwhelming. But Chen Weiming has already fallen into his own self, as if he has not seen everything. Qingping tunes three poems, and he has deduced to the penultimate word, only one line away.

He hadn't tried since the last time he failed, and he found it difficult to succeed, and today, if he can't succeed, he has to succeed.

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan are in vain.

By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup.

Famous flowers love each other, and the king looks at it with a smile.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan.

The previous one has been completed, and it is connected from the word "lean". In an instant, all the spiritual power was mobilized, like a surging river pouring down, surging. The speed at which it is consumed is extremely vicious.

If you win, the battle ends, and if you lose, the mission ends. Either way, the Mortal Knife can be saved, and he will repay the favor.

"Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan. ”

At the moment when countless attacks drowned Chen Weiming, only a loud bang was heard, and a huge cyan lotus bloomed on the hillside, illuminating the eight desolations.