Talisman Emperor

At the moment when the pitch-dark and mute sword began, the temperament of Chen Ti suddenly changed, sweeping like the essence of suicide, turbulent all around, filled with every inch of space.

Just now randomly standing shirt ruined like a beggar's tidal wave, like a different person, brow with a shadow, waist ridge like a gun, over the past three months, countless hard battles to kill practiced forest killing, at this moment, flash release!

In an instant, the entire hall seemed to enter the cold winter moon. Everyone's face was stiff. For example, when the light was on their back, they felt difficulty breathing, and their eyes were filled with shock.

No one could have imagined that this blood-soaked guy, just releasing the killer like substance, was so fierce.

No bullshit. Chen Xiaosheng killed a blood path from the dark forest and only came here. This is a real blood path. Except for the blood of countless vicious beasts, Chen Xiaosheng has not remembered how many injuries he has suffered and how much blood he has spilled.

In this constant killing and fighting, Chen Xiao has mastered a new way of thinking - Kill Avenue! At the moment he decided to fight, he had entered the state of battle.

Emotions, Gui Jing did not waver.

Divine soul, highly concentrated.

Divine, cold and indifferent.

Killing the enemy at the fastest possible speed became the only goal in Chen Xi's heart, firm and pure.

Buzz!

The sword cast from the sickle of slaughter as a sword embryo is like feeling the killing machine in the heart of Chen Xi, sending a cheer to drink blood.

The next moment, the vulture killers were terrified to discover that in the field of view, Chen Xi's figure suddenly disappeared into the air, as if evaporating in the sky and could no longer be locked!

Pfft, pfft!

A string of dull voices sounded, and a string of scalding red flowers burst into the air, like a lit firecracker continuously exploding, presenting a perfect line of blood in the air, amazing and bloody.

Surrounded by spectators, it was discovered that each of the seven closest liquors to Chen Xi had a hole in their throats in a blood cave the same size. Their faces were stunned and stiff, as if they hadn't understood what was happening until death.

The most annoying thing about the scalp is that because of the speed, they didn't see Chen Xiao clearly from the beginning, let alone how he made the sword.

Pfft, pfft!

The dreary sound of heartbeat sounds again, like the footsteps of Death, stepping into everyone's heart, making them cold, like falling into an ice cave.

Less than a moment later, five more dragonflies died tragically. The death warrant was the same, all sealed by a sword!

What happened to the other leeches that just reacted, one scared to death and fled all the way down, how can they, at this time, be like the notorious vulture leeches? What, like a fierce murderer with bloody hands?

In the eyes of Yunna, each of these leeches, who made himself have nightmares countless times, is now like a herd of sheep rushed into their old nest by a tiger, so helpless, so desperate.

She has no sympathy, no pity in her heart. These leprechauns are so abominable, they specialize in the murder of doorless proselytizing, bullying, fear of hardship, notoriety, and death is nothing short of innocence.

Now she sees one of them fleeing, and all she has in her heart is happiness and excitement. Unless she was weak, she could not wait to rush forward and slaughter.

It's so exasperating!

Yunna was ashamed to think that she had just been scared to death, but she didn't feel embarrassed. She understood that if it wasn't for the fierce man Chen Xi, it would all go back to the way it was before, when she was afraid that she would not escape the apparitions of these leeches.

Chen Xi could not be stopped by the collapse of the remaining leftover leeches and fleeing. All these years of fighting have given him a deep understanding of the truth that no enemy should be treated with any reservations. In order to be able to endure eternal illness, it is necessary to eradicate the grass and kill it clean.

In fact, he did not save his hand, and in his eyes, these guys were no different from the beasts he had seen before, and they all died without a shame.

After three months of hard battle, his cultivation was another breakthrough, the refining of gas and the refining of the body into the late two-step Golden Dan, more than twice as powerful as it was in the dark forest.

Coupled with the fighting skills and will to fight with those horrible murders * *, he was able to precisely control every part of the entire battlefield, killing enemies at the fastest possible speed with the least amount of physical effort.

Even though he no longer compares himself to others, there is nothing to compare at all. People like Qing Xiuyu and Zhao Qinghe, who can be described as the peak strength of the younger generation throughout the Great Chu dynasty, are really strong and have even reached the limit they can reach.

But Chen Xi cultivation has so far, even if his actual experience has doubled, he has not reached his limit, his potential is huge, and there is still more room for progress. If he is given enough time, he is completely confident to take over any younger generation of Jin Danqiang of the Great Chu Dynasty!

Even now, he is strong enough to despise the vast majority of the younger generation of the Golden Dane. If it is the battle experience, Chen Xiao has experienced the battle all the way so far, only that no one can do it.

This is an invaluable experience, because only countless baptisms of life and death can truly understand what fighting means and demonstrate superhuman means of combat in battle. This cannot be taught by any master or martial arts book. Everyone must realize and practice.

The so-called master leads the way in, practises looking at the individual, practises as well as fights.

The killings are still happening.

The screams kept ringing in the lobby of the Wild Woodburgh, and the harsh voice before death made everyone present tremble as if immersed in the icy, cold water.

This is an absolutely unmistakable massacre!

In the face of this massacre, even if their minds are stronger, they cannot help but feel awe and fear.

Even the spectators were so frightened, not to mention the vulture troupe's murderers, who were almost completely beaten up by the time of the battle.

On one side, on the other hand, they fell by seventeen or eight people. How else do they fight when this destruction is decaying and completely presents a one-sided battle? How... defiance?

Behind the crowd, Meng Lao, the leader of the vulture group, had a dramatic change in baldness. He regretted that he was greedy for the beauty of a woman. How could he cause such a plague? However, the situation is critical, and he has already seen that the clothes are too soft to age at this time, then there is only one way... Meng Lao baldness, when he looks hard, bites his teeth and drinks: “Get out! Leave the woodcastle, leave Aoyama behind, no worries about the wood burning! ”

The sound was loud, like thunder, all over the hall.

However, Meng Lao was surprised that his voice did not receive any response, and even after hearing his voice, everyone at the place looked at him in a strange way.

What's going on?

Meng Lao's baldness suddenly felt bad, his eyes swept once more, his face full of scars became extremely stiff.

Dead!

Twenty-nine of his subordinates have been lying in blood at this moment, each with a hole in his throat and red blood streaming through his throat, making the air in the entire hall smell of disgusting thick blood.

How can he accept Meng Lao's baldness, who had followed him for many years, now turned into a cold corpse?

However, he loved his life more than his heart felt sad. After years of licking blood, he instantly woke up from the emotion of his brothers and, at the same time, was ready to flee.

He has even thought about it. When he escapes this disaster, he must lead a lot of brothers to Japan. He must make this plague a living!

Yet when he was about to go into action, he suddenly discovered that the atmosphere around him was too weird, as if all eyes in the whole hall were full of pity... are these guys crazy?

Meng Lao's baldness felt strange, spinning like he was realizing something, his head swept around in a hurry, and God suddenly became terrified.

He swallowed a sip of water and turned his head hard, not knowing when the plague had come behind him.

And the dark sword that killed his twenty-nine brothers, only an inch from his neck, he could even see the slightest trace of warm blood on his sword!

Done, this time I was afraid to escape... just this thought came up in Meng Lao's bald head, he felt a sore throat, spinning his ears with a "puff” sound, the same sound as when his brothers had just been punctured by a hole in their throats.

However, Meng Lao Bald, the leader of the famous vulture troupe who had been crossing the barren woodcastle for many years, died in the dark in front of his eyes. Before he died, he saw a splash of blood in the middle of the sky and a pair of cold and calm eyes.

After killing Meng Lao Bald, Chen Xiao retrieved the sword, didn't look at the dead body on the ground, ignored the people's shocked and silent eyes, came straight to Yunna and asked: “Is there a room here? I'm gonna take a break. ”

Yunna shouted and woke up from the bloody shock of the scene. She nodded. “Yes, yes, you can live upstairs as long as you have an empty room. ”

Chen Xiao nodded and turned around to walk upstairs and said, “These treasures on the drifting cauldron, just think of them as rewards for leading the way. ”

Yunna stunned and seemed suddenly to think of something. “Senpai, I forgot to tell you that upstairs rooms are not occupied by anyone who wants to, must have some strength, otherwise they will only be bombed down, if serious, more likely to be killed! ”