The field was silent, as if there was no one. The only thing echoed in his ears was the ups and downs of breath. Jiang Li stood in the space, emitting a strong breath from his mouth. Jiang Li was still holding the bone blade in his hand tightly, but dense beads of sweat had already penetrated from the back of his hand. It was impossible to imagine how much energy such a knife had exhausted, but from the unmoving figure, the powerful power contained in such a knife could be sensed.

Jiang Li breathed violently, and the air in his lungs was as dry as if he was exhausted, as if he was dry well, and his face was pale. Looking at him, he didn't know that this seemingly simple knife took away his strength. However... when facing Jiang Li's knife, most people could not see any wonder at all. Only a truly profound master of art could understand the mystery contained in this knife.

The trajectory of Jiang Li's sword was very clear, but it was so clear. A simple sword seemed to contain a feeling that people could not dodge at all. This feeling was not an illusion created by the spirit, but a common feeling from the body, consciousness, and even the mind. This can be said to be an indescribable feeling, and what is even more strange is the power of this sword.

"Can you hide yourself?"

This thought flashed through many people's minds at the same time, and the answer that came out immediately made everyone's hearts shrouded in the hearts, because the art contained in Jiang Li's sword has risen from fighting to killing, which is the complete art of killing.

The blood wrapped around the bone blade began to gradually condense with the angle of the bone blade pouring, and then gradually began to gather into blood beads. Just as I was about to drip from the bone blade, suddenly, the blood beads began to slowly shrink and shrink, and were finally absorbed by the bone blade itself.

The space is still quiet, a high-level warrior in the ministry is now killed by someone. Such a picture is too shocking, and even for so long, no one can wake up from it.

The heavy footsteps sounded in the space, and then a huge foot was seen stepping on the ground, and a heavy pressure was directly accumulated on everyone's heart. Jiang Li saw a huge barbarian, about five meters tall, walking out of the space. As he stepped out, he suddenly shook heavily in his heart like a huge stone. Fortunately, Jiang Li activated the golden structure in time, otherwise his heart would be hurt by his foot.

After the barbarian walked into the scene and checked the corpses on the ground. After confirming that they had died, he suddenly let out a roar, "Ah!"

A huge roar resounded throughout the space, and the violent sound was like the thunder in the sky, rushing towards Jiang Li's head and launching an attack on Jiang Li.

As Jiang Li's mind moved, he instinctively wanted to move his figure away. However, this violent force was too powerful to completely exceed Jiang Li's physical reaction. His figure was completely imprisoned in space by this force. Jiang Li's figure seemed to be in a bottomless crisis, and his whole body was condensed by a cold chill.

At the first moment, Jiang Li felt that he was in endless crisis. The golden structure had already been stimulated to wrap his body, but even so, when facing the terrifying force beyond his imagination, Jiang Li's golden structure lost its due role. In the critical moment, a force suddenly enveloped Jiang Li directly from the dark space to help Jiang Li resist the opponent's attack.

"Guman, what are you doing?"

The melodious and pleasant sound, the sound as wonderful as the sound of an immortal, echoed directly throughout the space through the void.

"Lord, he killed my son. My son..."

The huge giant, who was about five meters strong, roared and roared, staring at Jiang Li tightly, as if he was about to cut him into pieces. They were the greatest warriors and the bravest race, but now his son died at the hands of a bed bug, how could he accept it?

"This is the most fair art competition. If you lose, you lose."

The voice is still pleasant, but the words are not rejected at all.

"No, this damn bed bug dared to kill my son. I want to kill him. I want to smash him to pieces. I want to tear him into pieces."

Gu Man roared violently, and figures echoed directly in Jiang Li's ears, like thunder and lightning. Jiang Li already knew the power of these advanced living organisms. It was precisely because of this that he did not relieve them. But when he was really in touch with them, he felt how terrifying these terrifying living organisms were. How powerless and weak he was when he faced them. Jiang Li tightened his fists and his heart was filled with anger. This feeling of uncontrollable fate made his heart unable to suppress his anger. Jiang Li's desire for power became more real and substantial.

"Since that's the case, then you'll die!"

A simple sentence was as if he had announced his expression. The angry Guman had suddenly frozen on the ground, and then his face showed a look of surprise and fear, "Lord, I..."

Without waiting for him to explain, the energy hidden in the space suddenly rioted, and then suddenly inserted into his body, like an invisible and substantial giant hand, inserted into his body, directly grabbing its soul out of its body, and then his soul was gradually swallowed up by the space energy.

"From now on, you bone barbarians can no longer step into Linglong Star!"

In a simple sentence, it was like announcing the fate of the Guman tribe. All the figures of the Guman tribe knelt on the space, constantly waving their tails and begging for mercy at her, but they had no memories of their prayers. They were obviously indifferent. The Guman tribe had no choice but to leave the space... With the loss of the lord's protection, it also means that they will face the situation of being annexed by other tribes!?

There was silence in the space. No one expected that Lord Linglong would be so angry for a "human race". Not only did he kill the barbarian leader, but he also took away the vitality and destiny of the entire tribe...

Jiang Li looked at all this and looked at the bone blade in his hand again. After drinking blood, a faint faint light emitted from the bone blade, as if reflecting Jiang Li's cold face. Jiang Li took a deep breath and silently inserted the bone blade back into the scabbard, leaving the space slowly. When everyone saw his figure, they all took a step back, and irresistible thrilling expressions flashed in their eyes.
Chapter completed!