Time and space shuttle of a black technology

Chapter 37: Killing Condensation!

Chapter 52: Concentrating on Killing!

"Piaomiao City..." Wei Yi stood in the distance and took a look at the big border city of Great Yan Kingdom. His clothes were no different from those of the people here.

A robe mainly made of black, decorated with blood, is fluttering in the wind.

A gust of wind blew slowly, making Wei Yi's black hair loose on the back of his head fluttering with the wind, flames danced in his scarlet eyes, but there was a strange character between his brows, which was matched with Wei Yi's mouth. The traces of gentle and refined smile actually possessed a very strange sense of beauty.

Holding the Sword Emperor in his hand, Guiyuan walked towards Piaomiao City, which is the only city in the frontier that can stop the barbarian army.

It is also the only way to go to the barbarian country.

"Black witch, white witch... Hehe, the awakener of the seventh sense? The white witch of the barbarian country... I hope you can surprise me." The flames in Wei's eyes are constantly beating, and the fighting spirit is surging!
"Use the blood of tens of thousands of people to help me enter the heavenly rank!" Wei Yi kept walking, and rushed towards Piaomiao City quickly, only passing through Piaomiao City, and then passing through an ice field, he officially entered the territory of the Barbarian Kingdom.

"Stop! Unknown persons must be searched before they can enter the city." The soldiers guarding the city immediately stopped Wei Yi and said sternly.

When Wei Yi heard the words, he nodded his head, agreeing, body search?What can he have?
After some searching, it was found that Wei Yi had a sword in his hand, and he didn't bring anything with him, so he couldn't help showing a bad look.

"Let's go! Let's go! I don't know what a poor man is doing in our Misty City." The soldier's voice was not loud, and the people around could hear him clearly.

Wei Yi didn't care too much about it, it was just an ant, it really annoyed him, and it was enough to kill him with a single sword, who can punish him for his crime?

"Hmph..." Wei Yi snorted lightly, not paying attention, and walked straight into Piaomiao City.

I have to say that the nerves of the people here are really thick, and there is still the mood to hold a celebration when the war is approaching.

But so what?It has nothing to do with him, whether these people live or die, what does it have to do with him?
Go straight all the way, and come to the other side of Misty City, heading for the exit of the barbarian country.

"Stop, please show your exit certificate." A soldier of the Great Yan Kingdom directly stopped Wei Yi.

"What if I don't?" Wei Yi never put these people in his eyes, and just said lightly.

"If not, then we will have to treat you as a barbarian spy." The soldier chuckled, his eyes kept staring at the sword in Wei's hand, and greed flashed in his eyes.

"Open your eyes again, what is this sword?" Wei Yi recalled what Ji Xuan once said, there is no one in the entire Great Yan Kingdom who does not know the sword in his hand, seeing the sword is like seeing himself.

"Sword... Sword Emperor, Ghost, Guiyuan!" The Dayan soldier's eyes widened immediately. The Sword Emperor Guiyuan is the sword of the Great Yan Kingdom's God of War, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince. Sword Emperor Guiyuan has only one master. ...that is the Ninth Prince.

Then the person he offended just now was not the Ninth Prince of the Great Yan Kingdom. Thinking of this, the soldier couldn't help but his knees softened, his face was ashen-colored, and he knelt down directly. The ground was knocked loudly, and after a while, a bloodstain appeared on the ground.

"Hmph." Wei Yi snorted softly, and walked past him like an ant, he didn't want to fuss with the ant.

It wasn't until Wei Yi's figure had disappeared for a while that the soldier stood up tremblingly, heaving a sigh of relief, his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

"Huhu...you survived." The Dayan soldier breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear.

On the ice field, Wei Yi walked alone in the dangerous ice field, where there were often barbarian squads and direwolves on the ice field that preyed on the dead.

All these have created a sparsely populated scene on the ice sheet.

"Ow!"

From time to time, there were one or two howls of wolves in the distance, which looked gloomy against the backdrop of the night.

"Hey! There's a Dayan man over there!" Suddenly, under the silence of the night, a rough voice came from the other side, breaking the silence of the night.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Immediately there was a sound of hoofbeats, and Wei Yi was surrounded before he knew it.

"This Dayan man came out of Piaomiao City, he probably knows the layout of Piaomiao City." A barbarian man shouted in a low voice.

"It's best to dedicate him to the White Witch. The Witch likes the little guy with his skin and tender meat the most. If you get tired of playing with it, eat it, hahaha!" Another big barbarian suggested on the other side.

This has the approval of most people.

"If we dedicate this kid to the White Witch, we might even get a reward."

"Haha! What reward? Is it a reward for you and Mrs. Witch? Are you not afraid of being drained?"

Several barbarian men kept chatting and laughing, completely ignoring Wei Yi, as if they believed that Wei Yi was the prey and they were the hunters.

There was a smile on the corner of Wei Yi's mouth, he finally had a clue, it would be a waste of time to go on like this!

"Man City...it seems not far away." Wei Yi lowered his eyes and whispered lightly.

One hand was already on the hilt of the sword, Wei Yi didn't hide the slightest of this action, he directly held the hilt openly and aboveboard.

"Look! This guy is going to fight back. I have to say, this little thing is really kind. The Dayan people we met in the past all knelt down and begged for mercy, and even sent their wives in front of us to be bullied by us." "There was a big barbarian laughing, saying that he was praising Wei Yi, but there was sarcasm in his eyes.

Every one of the barbarians is tall and thick, and they are tall and burly, how can they be compared to the Great Yan Kingdom?
In their eyes, Wei Yi's resistance was nothing more than trying to stop the traffic with his arms, and it was nothing more than self-sufficiency.

"Mo! Ya! Sha! That!" Wei Yi muttered word by word in a low voice.

Wei Yi had already pulled out Guiyuan, but he couldn't hear any sound of drawing the sword out of its sheath. In the next second, a piercing sound wave suddenly sounded.

The ear-piercing sound seemed to be a call to death. The heads of the barbarians who were laughing loudly at Wei Yi just now fell off, and their faces were still blank, as if they didn't know when Wei Yi cut it off. their heads.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

A small group of barbarian soldiers were all wiped out immediately, lying dead, and the gushing blood almost sounded in a line.

Although blood splashed all over the sky, none of it fell on Wei Yi's body.

"The first step in killing momentum is to have murderous aura!"

Wei Yi felt a chilly aura all over his body, and the surrounding area became even colder...

"Murderous aura... I had it in my previous life, and then the second step is to condense the murderous aura into substance. In the early stage, it is just a faint mist, in the middle stage it becomes translucent, and in the later stage, it is almost mature. The third step is to condense the 'potential'. Quantitative changes are mainly used to cause qualitative changes. The number of people who died under Uncle Ni's blood-transforming god palms was unknown, and many people died under Sao Bo's sword. After reading the book for 20 years, I realized the way of writing, directly condensed my momentum, and stepped into the heavenly level, and my momentum is destined to be a killing momentum, so... I can only rely on the accumulation of white bones."

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