The mountain wind whined and cried, the mountains of huge trees swayed with the wind, the sky was dark, the wind gathered and the clouds changed, and a storm was coming.

Jimo stood on a boulder, raised his head and glanced at the sky, his white clothes fluttering, his face calm, and his purple eyes flashed with lightning.

He was very calm, but the atmosphere was very depressing, and before the storm came, it was always extremely depressing, even the air would condense, and the person who was pressed could not breathe, and his lungs seemed to be about to explode.

"So many people are ready to kill him, and he is so calm, he really doesn't know if it's true or not. The monk frowned and whispered.

This person didn't make a move, but looked at the void, feeling that there was an infinite killing machine hidden there, even he felt terrifying, he was a Dao Triple Heaven, he would be afraid of that kind of killing machine, but he could think about how strong the person in the secret was.

"Before a storm, it's depressing. A monk's face was slightly pale, and he was a little repulsed, completely unable to withstand this invisible momentum.

"It's coming. A white-haired monk's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, hiding himself in the Dao Yun Great Array.

Bang!

The bright thunder and lightning pierced the dark clouds, the storm became more violent, Jimo was full of black hair, and some strands of hair were blown into the corners of his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he put his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for something.

Rumble!

The thunder and lightning were whistling, and the dazzling white light instantly illuminated the ground, reflecting the entire basin white, and then the wind stopped and blew violently.

"It's raining. A monk raised his hand and wiped the wetness on his cheek, the rain was not cold, perhaps the temperature was too high before, and the raindrops were a little warm.

Suddenly, the monk's expression changed slightly, and he looked at his fingers, where there was a faint bright red, and the bright red melted into the fingerprints, "Blood!"

The monk jerked his head up and looked at the boulder, and saw that the white robe almost melted into the white light of lightning, dazzling and blind, unable to see clearly.

The only thing that could be seen was that the white shadow raised his arm and held the halberd in one hand, and the tip of the halberd pierced through the throat of a man in red.

The wind was blowing, blowing away the few droplets of blood, and I don't know where they were going.

"It's really raining this time. "There was a monk looking up to the sky and murmuring, and it was another bolt of lightning, and in the dull thunder, the thumb-sized raindrops fell, and it was exceptionally cool.

This kind of coolness seeps into the bone marrow, instantly washing away the heat and depression.

Burst!

Jimo moved, blood fell with the raindrops, and he never left the boulder, not even moving his footsteps.

He struck, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses fell on the ground, wearing red robes and grimace masks.

"The red-clothed killer of the Seven Killing Towers, strong defense. Jimo's expression remained unchanged, and he asked his heart at the slanted question, and said coldly, "Why do you always like to give me a few corpses before every shot." ”

A purple shadow appeared behind Jimo, leaving an afterimage, which disappeared in the blink of an eye, only half of the purple shadow's face could be seen with the ghost king flower printed on it.

"Seven. Someone exclaimed. Many people have some understanding of this elusive killer.

This is a killer who dares to assassinate Ye Fengshen and come back to life after death, I don't know what means there are.

Jimo didn't move, he could feel that there were many killers hidden in the void, at least a hundred, but these killers didn't make a move.

They are like poisonous snakes, hiding in the grass, waiting for an opportunity to give their prey a painful blow.

The rain poured down, and the raindrops the size of beans fell to the ground, all of which made a crisp crackling sound.

The white clothes of the ink do not touch the raindrops, and those raindrops automatically bypass him and cannot get close.

Assassination in the rain will add a lot of difficulty to the killer, but for the top killer, it is undoubtedly extremely advantageous.

Jimo understands, and Shaqi understands even more.

For a king-level killer, even if there is no corresponding realm, superb assassination methods can often make the strong overturn.

Phew!

Jimo made a silent move, and the heart halberd made brief contact with the tip of the dagger, which happened in the blink of an eye, and many people didn't see it clearly, Jimo shook his body, and Shaqi disappeared without a trace.

"Leave no trace, such a killer, it's terrible. A monk's face changed, he was worried that Shaqi would suddenly appear behind him, and he couldn't be caught off guard, but his worries were obviously unnecessary.

The real killer only has the prey in his eyes, and he doesn't care about anything else at all, for the sake of the prey, the hunter can do whatever it takes, expecting a blow to kill, they rarely shoot, but the shot must be a killer move.

The rain was falling, and it was falling more and more violently, but it overpowered the momentum of the wind, and the sky was dark, as if it were nightfall, but it was only after noon. Only the occasional lightning can bring short-term light to this oppressive world.

Phew!

Flash, shining white light flickering, the heart halberd is pitch black, and even this light is not reflected, and the ink strikes again, a simple thorn.

However, in an instant, Jimo reflexively bent down, his head almost touched the ground, and the hand of the Conscience Halberd didn't have time to take it back, time stopped, and there was only an invisible black blade.

Many people can't see this life-devouring cold front because it is too thin and sharp, and it is a good magic weapon for killers.

Jimo's face was pressed to the ground, he felt the breath of death coming, hurriedly dodged, his body twisted to the extreme, and at the same time, the Great Dao roared in his body, and he scinted the Great Dao into his body to improve his defense.

But even so, Jimo also knew that it was too late, the eye of the heart and the eye of heaven were running to the extreme, and he couldn't catch where Shaqi was hiding, only at the moment when Shaqi made a move, Jimo sensed it, but obviously there was no chance.

Phew!

There was no sound at all when the cold blade pierced the flesh, and the golden blood was not thrown, it was completely frozen, from the lower abdomen to the chest, and the terrible wounds were all frozen.

In an instant, Jimo became an iceman, the ice sculpture was crystal clear, and he still maintained Jimo's previous movements, and this moment became eternal.

"That's it? Jimo was assassinated? How could it be, he was a great name for eternity. Some people stared, as if they wanted to see this scene clearly, but they knew that Jimo had really turned into an ice sculpture.

"Geniuses also fall, that's normal. When Jimo first entered the Tao, he fought against the Seven Evils, which was really not considered. ”

"Sha Qi has been promoted to Daohe a long time ago, and his talent is extraordinary, Jimo wants to fight against the realm, and there is no doubt that he is too Meng Lang. ”

"You see, the ice sculpture is cracked. "While the monks were discussing, one of the monks saw in the white light of lightning see the ice sculpture crack through the silky cracks.

In the white light of the lightning, the ice sculpture almost merged with the white light, leaving only a faint outline, but when the electric light curtain called, the ice sculpture shattered, and in the blink of an eye, cracks were all over the ice sculpture.

Disheveled!

Ice chips splashed and melted into the rainstorm.

"As for the Jimo people, they shouldn't be shattered with the ice sculpture and turn into debris. "It's not an exaggeration to say that the monk's face has changed dramatically, it's really strong ice, and it can completely freeze the monk into a part of the ice.

"The genius has fallen, if I remember correctly, after the enlightenment of the Mo, there were only a few battles, and he died like this?"

"He's there!" a white-haired old man pointed to the sky.

The white-clothed almost melted into the blazing light of lightning, the figure was too dazzling, it made people cry when it looked at it, and the white-clothed halberd stabbed into the sky of complete nothingness, where there was nothing.

The speed of the halberd was too fast and too fast, the avenue roared, the dao was surging, and all the dao marks were bound to the halberd a little, and suddenly exploded, turning into a sharp blade and forming a cage.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

The bright red blood dripped slowly, at least much slower than the raindrops, as if the glass had been frozen into an eternal picture.

Click! Click!

The ice was spreading, starting from Jimo's right shoulder and spreading to half of his body, and Jimo was almost about to turn into an ice sculpture again.

The Halberd of Questioning was weakly lowered, and was held by Jimo in one hand, and he shook to the ground, his white clothes splashed with mud.

A halberd is better than a thousand halberds, this is the most terrifying halberd stabbed by Jimo, whether it is speed, strength, or timing, it is unsurpassed, almost perfect.

Jimo hated perfection, but he had to admit that this halberd was impeccable, and he couldn't find any flaws.

Of course, he also admitted that there was nothing to find fault with the thorn of Sha Qi.

A purple shadow fell from the void and threw itself into the mud, and the purple robe was stained with mud and dust, and became very dirty.

When the figure fell, there was no movement, and Jimo believed that the figure was absolutely dead, and the heart halberd penetrated the heart, and at the same time blew up Zhihai, and the true immortal could not survive.

Jimo knelt on one knee, he was very weak, and a halberd emptied him.

At this moment, he seemed to be evacuated, and he could only pestle his halberd, half-kneeling in the muddy water, letting the raindrops sway and hit his body, half of his body was carved by ice, and it was difficult to recover.

Kill that purple shadow, how can you not pay the price, that is a top killer.

If it weren't for Jimo, if it weren't for the royal nature, if it weren't for the two strange eyes, any monk who had just entered the Tao might turn into a corpse in an instant.

If you're lucky, it's going to be a whole corpse.

"Shaqi died like this?" someone exclaimed, and in an instant, the monk hiding in the shadows was in chaos.

The young landlord of the Seven Killing Towers died like this? Only between one halberd, the winner was divided, one was killed and one was injured, but it was worth it, killing the Seven was only a serious injury.

The purple shadow melted and vanished. Someone looked at the place where the purple shadow fell, and found that the purple shadow was dissipating, emitting a faint white smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, turning into pus, blending with muddy water.

Jimo also looked at the disappearing purple shadow, frowned, and then coughed lightly, held down the Question Halberd, and tried to stand up, but failed, completely kneeling in the muddy water.

The brown water splashed, and the moment I knelt down, the whole world trembled.

"He can't do it, the price of killing Shaqi is too great, and the Holy Fetus of Enlightenment can't bear it. I don't know who shouted.

"Kill him, this is the Holy Fetus of the Dao, he will not die in the future, he can be compared to Ye Fengshen, as long as he kills him, he will be able to practice without worry in the second half of his life, and even enter the realm that we dare not think. ”

Rumble!

Thunder. The monks flew out of the sky, like locusts, all of them pounced on Jimo, and the air was full of killing machines, and the raindrops as dense as beads were cut off.

Phew!

Electric flash. Illuminating Jimo's side face, half of his body was frozen in ice, and he was powerless and half-kneeling in the rain, trying to stand up again, but fell again.

"For the sake of the second half of life, kill the holy fetus!"

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