Brush! Brush!

In the woods, two figures, one black and one red, moved forward quickly, one forward and one behind, turning into two rays of light at an incredible speed.

"You can't escape!"

Indra's body was burning with red flames, with a sense of coldness in his eyes. He looked at the black shadow ahead and poked out his right hand. A red flame flowed. He rushed in like red liquid, quickly solidifying, turning into a spear about twelve feet, crystal clear as jade, emitting a strange light.

Chichi!

He raised his hand and threw it, the blood-colored spear had already taken action, turning into a red light, and he took the black shadow's vest.

Tag!

The footsteps were light, and the black shadow walked quickly on the canopy, above the branches and leaves, light like a dragonfly. Feeling the sound of the wind coming from behind, it accelerated sharply, and its body had already shot away like a kite, leaving behind a afterimage, bringing out a breeze.

Puff!

The blood-colored spear fell into nothing and hit a giant tree, exploded instantly, turning the giant tree into a huge torch.

"snort!"

Seeing this scene, Indra's expression remained unchanged, and he accelerated again, turning into a red glow and chasing forward.

After chasing and running, they had already left the camp for hundreds of miles, which shows how amazing the feet of these two people are. People say that a thousand miles a day is the fastest speed in the world.

In ancient times, there was a man who was on a boat. He was in the morning and arrived in Jiangling at night. He could only be a thousand,200 miles a day, so he was extremely fast.

Not to mention in ancient times, even in the current human world, the technological civilization is filled with all aspects of human life, and it is absolutely impossible to do this with the power of the human race alone.

And the two of them chased and fled, but in just a cup of tea, they had already run hundreds of miles away, which was definitely not ordinary.

The Indra of the Shura clan is the second leader of the Blood Beast Mercenary Group of Lihentian East Domain, second only to the existence of the group leader Zanglu. His cultivation has reached the fifth level of the agile realm. Compared with the two Jin Sha and Chi Lie who are dead ghosts, their cultivation is one-line lower.

But his strength is particularly superior, because Indra and Zangluo were like each other. He was not only a monk, but also a powerful warrior. He once followed a mysterious master and passed on the supreme martial arts classics.

Therefore, after Jinsha and Zanglu were seriously injured and died, the Blood Beast Mercenary Group was chased by Xiaodao, the "Successor of the Flying Knife", although some were injured, no one died.

At this time, seeing Xiaodao appear to attack the guard in front of Zanglu, Indra finally got angry and pursued alone regardless of Zanglu's repeated warnings.

Brush! Brush!

The two men passed through the woods like two gusts of wind, and then they broke into each other, and started the next pursuit again.

"You know, you can't kill me!"

Suddenly, the boy in front stopped, stood on a branch, turned around and looked at the oncoming Indra, with a playful look on his face.

"How can you know if you don't try?"

His face changed slightly, but Indra's eyes showed a look of surprise and doubt. He quickly stopped his body and looked at the other party. The divine light flashed in his hand, and a rune vaguely gathered in his palm, like a dazzling spear, emitting a peerless edge.

"If you can't kill, you can't kill."

The boy, who was wearing a black single dress and slightly thin, showed a smile on his face, which was different from the usual silence.

"Sad!"

When he noticed the boy's strangeness, Indra's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw that the boy's figure disappeared out of thin air, and even his breath disappeared...

kill!

In the camp of the Blood Beast Mercenary Group, the shouts of killing sounds shook the sky, and fires soared into the sky, and blood flowers bloomed. A slightly petite figure quickly shuttled through the camp, avoiding the weapons in the hands of a group of Shura powerful men.

Black lights flew out from their palms, and each blow would definitely flash blood, taking away the life of the Shura clan. The boy's eyes were cold, as cold as the cold wind in winter, and could not bring any waves.

Puff!

The sound of the wind breaking sounded softly, and another Shura mercenary was shot in the middle of his eyebrows with a knife and fell straight into a pool of blood. Blood splashed, and the terrified look on the mercenary's face gradually became stiff.

brush!

The boy wearing a black single dress walked forward in a pool of blood, stepped on the enemy's corpse, and quickly avoided. The black dress on his body had long been stained with blood, pressed tightly on his skin, and the pungent smell of blood poured into his mouth, but the boy ignored it.

At this time, the young man completely transformed into a bloody Shura, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the Shura clans. An inexplicable chill emanated from him, which made people desperate.

"You...you demon!"

The mercenaries of the Blood Beast Mercenary Group were not a good player in a hundred years. They were once the leader of the rampant side. Over the years, they followed the Tibetan rule to travel around the world and established a great reputation. At the same time, they also traveled to the mountains of swords and seas of fire to train a fearless mind.

However, this self-confidence, which was brought about by its own strength, quietly collapsed at this moment, and inexplicable fear began to rise from the soles of its feet, entrenched in its mind, and could not be removed.

The young figure seemed to be just an ant before, but at this moment it made people feel scared and trembled. Just facing such a cold look, it made people want to go crazy.

Chih!

It seemed that he was not concerned at all. The young man did not stop. He took a flying knife in his hand and killed Shura, holding a single sword beside him. Later, he approached and looked at a slightly weak figure.

A little conscious expression appeared in his eyes, but he recognized that this person was the character who survived the injury in his attack. When he raised his palm, a black light flashed, and a little blood splashed on the boy's face.

"Enough!"

A majestic voice sounded, with an obscure atmosphere. The white tent that had been silent finally opened, and a weak figure walked out from it.

Holding the portal with his hand, he staggered, looked up and looked at the corpses lying in the pool of blood, with some regret and pain flashing in his eyes.

"They are all just doing things on orders. The real perpetrator has been killed. Why do you have to force each other!"

Zanglu's face was pale and gasped slightly. He looked at the figure that was in the pool of blood not far away, and was shocked. It was only a long time before the young man made a breakthrough and broke from the peak of the ninth level of Qi training to the realm of agility.

"Operation on order?"

Hearing the words of Tibetan Rule, the young man smiled slightly, with a sarcastic look in his eyes. He looked at a Shura near him and asked softly.

“Yes, yes, act on orders!”

He was already scared, but the blood beast mercenary nodded repeatedly, looking at Zanglu not far away as if he had grabbed the last life-saving straw, with a begging look in his eyes.

puff!

A blood flower bloomed, and the expression on the Shura people's face froze, a little blood overflowed from under their necks, and the huge body tilted down.

At the same time, several black lights flew out and killed the people who pretended to die and wanted to attack.

"You...ahem!"

Shocked and angry, Zanglu looked at the boy, and a little powerlessness surged in his eyes. Those bodies that fell in the pool of blood were all living lives, brothers who had shared joys and sorrows with him, and lived through life and death.

But those familiar faces disappeared within a short cup of tea. Zanglu's heart was deeply painful, but the injuries in his body were triggered again, and his face became paler.

"I'm very sad, aren't you?"

He suddenly turned around, and the young man looked at the door of the tent, and the Zanglu standing against the door and window, his eyes became more and more cold, and he said, "Those who kill people will always kill them. In Kimura that day, how did your mercenaries slaughter innocent human race?"

puff!

Hearing this, Zanglu's heart burst, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. With anger in his eyes, he looked at the boy not far away, but there was another complicated mood flowing.

"I said I must kill you with my own hands!"

There was a smile in his eyes, and the boy exuded a chill on his body, and he walked towards Tsanglu.

"Finally, you are still going to die at my hands. When you kill you, I will deal with the last man!"

He muttered to himself softly, the smile in the boy's eyes disappeared and returned to the ancient well without waves, but an inexplicable chill emanated from his body, the deep cold was biting, which was even more terrifying than the ubiquitous murderous intent.

At this time, the young man seemed to have transformed into a heavenly sword, emitting a peerless edge, invincible and indestructible. Just like the black lights flying out of his hand, it can destroy everything.

"It's a pity that you can't kill him!"

At this moment, a calm voice sounded, causing the boy's face to change slightly, and he saw a fire falling from the sky near the corner. The speed was so fast that it instantly lit up the bodies on the ground with the ten thousand feet of Lihuo.

It straddles the young man and Tibetan rule, separating the two, and three figures gradually appear, and it is Li Tian and the other two who are rushing along the way.

"Stop!"

With a calm expression, Li Tian looked at the boy close to him, with a look of surprise in his eyes. Unexpectedly, he had not seen him for a few days and seemed to have been reborn.

Not only is his cultivation closer to the level, but his whole body exudes a peerless sharp aura. The flying knife he emits even Li Tian feels a faint threat.

"Who are you? Why should you care about me?"

A look of fear appeared in his eyes, but the young man stopped and looked at Li Tian.

"oh?"

Hearing this, Li Tian's face flashed a little. He raised his hand and a black knife appeared in his palm. It was about an inch long. Under the reflection of the sky, it was flashing with black light. There were faint white air lingering, black lightning exploded, and countless phantoms of gods and demons roaring towards the sky.

"Don't you feel it?"

His expression was slightly complicated, but Li Tian looked at the knife not far away, and an obscure energy spread out from his body, and the magic power in his body flowed according to a mysterious trajectory.

The dazzling treasure light made Li Tian’s body crystal clear and transcendent, like a banished immortal. In his body, the stars were bright and starry, and each acupoint seemed to turn into a big star, reflecting the void and turning into a sea of ​​stars.

While the power was running, Li Tian's breath changed drastically, making people feel as if facing a starry sky in the universe, deep and blue, unfathomable.

"Who are you……"

His face changed slightly. Influenced by Li Tian's breath, the mana power in the boy's body flowed unconsciously and started to flow.
Chapter completed!