Chen Weiming carried the axe and made great strides forward. A large number of orphans avoided the plague gods. Even a few of them had similar strength to the Wind Demon, they chose to leave on their own.

Everyone knows that the Feng Demon is warlike and killing personality. No one knows what accidents will happen on such a battlefield. There is no need to easily create such an opponent for themselves.

I have never experienced such a feeling, just like an emperor inspecting. Chen Weiming felt inexplicably ridiculous, and at the same time, he felt a chill in his heart. In such a world where strength is respected, even his own life can be reserved like this. It is so sad.

Entering the plain of despair, all the orphans rushed towards the four directions, like a tide, gradually disappearing on the vast and vast beaches. The weak are looking for places to hide, while the strong are familiar with the environment here.

The first lesson of the Killer course is to be familiar with the environment and understand the surrounding environment. This will not only save your life better, but also help kill people.

When the environment is familiar, peace will be broken. Yanyun Pavilion is a killer organization. The more people you kill, the more you pay attention to. In such a battlefield, the weak are thinking about saving their lives, while the strong are thinking about how to get more favored by the organization. Use the lives of others to exchange for their own future.

Chen Weiming was a weak man, but he did not hide. From the beginning of leaving the entrance of the canyon, he knew that he had been targeted by the wind demon. With his strength, it was difficult to find the other party, but he believed in his intuition.

Step by step, we went deeper into the plain of despair. When the orphans around us became rare, the figure of Feng Demon appeared. He followed behind, sneering with a joking look on his face, and did not rush to do it, but just followed slowly.

The other party was not in a hurry to take action, so Chen Weiming naturally would not seek death by himself. He walked slowly. After seeing this, some people flew away like flying and did not dare to get close.

It was like a lone wolf following a lost lamb, one after another, walking for a day and one night until a small valley stopped.

After turning around, Chen Weiming looked at Feng Mo without moving, his eyes were silent, like cold iron.

The wind demon walked step by step, and said with a sneer on his face: "Why, are you so scared that you are so scared that you are in vain? You don't know how to escape."

"No!" Chen Weiming said loudly: "Thank you very much for letting me experience the benefits of strength for the first time."

"Oh!" Feng Mo was a little surprised, then smiled again: "It's a pity that I can only experience it. Your experience is just a fake tiger power."

He is a mentally perverted person who likes torture and kill, and prefers to see his opponent struggling and frightened in the face of death. Moreover, this is also a psychological attack. When he is at a loss when he is tortured by the pressure of death, the target is like a rabbit surrounded by wolves giving up resistance, which is safer.

But now it seems that my plan is useless, and the other party is in better shape than when he was outside.

"It seems that you are not as crazy as the outside world is rumored!"

Looking at Feng Mo, Chen Weiming said slowly, he was not stupid, and he was quite smart, and had the ability to remember everything he saw, so he could reach the ninth level of the innate realm before most people. Unfortunately, he could not sense the Taoist pattern.

But in just a few words, he had already seen the other party's purpose. A person with such a scheming would never know how to kill as rumored.

Disguise is a very important thing for killers. It is not only disguising one's own appearance, but also disguising one's own personality, so that fewer flaws can be revealed. There is no doubt that most of the previous legends about the wind demon were deliberately made by the other party.

Feng Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "You seem to be more powerful than you imagined."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the wind and held the mysterious light in his hand, and killed Chen Weiming like a cheetah.

Killers need to learn a lot, more than other practitioners. Avoiding long nights and dreams is one of the lessons. When the calculation of attacking the mind fails, you should start to do it as soon as possible, otherwise there is a great possibility of a change.

Although his strength is not as good as the other party, Chen Weiming is worse than the other party in some courses. When Feng Mo finished speaking, he already knew that the other party was going to take action. He did not choose to fight hard, but ran into the woods without looking back.

The wind demon practiced the wind path pattern. In the woods, the power of wind will be suppressed. He was worried all the way, fearing that the other party would take action in advance, and finally found such a place.

Although the possibility of defeating the opponent is still very low, it can at least improve a few points.

Thanks to his daily hellish training, Chen Weiming was very fast, but unfortunately he encountered the power of the Wind Demon. The power of the Wind Way Pattern can increase the speed of the practitioner's body movement. In just a few breaths, the opponent had already caught up.

A mysterious light flashed in his hand, and the wind demon waved his arm and pulled out a long wind blade.

Hearing the loud sound of the wind, Chen Weiming immediately lay down on the ground and almost avoided the terrifying blow. A rumbling sound came out, and five big trees were cut off by the wind blade.

This is the magical power of Taoism. With a casual blow, you can make yourself doomed... Chen Weiming was extremely envious and was frightened. The forest had a suppressive effect on the wind, but it was obviously not as great as imagined.

He couldn't help but think more, and the wind demon's attack came again. With the raising of his hand, countless wind blades flew out. Although the power was far less than before, the number was too much. What's even more terrifying was that each of them was enough to pose a fatal threat.

Chen Weiming did not dare to deal with it and ran with all his might, but soon he was blocked by a large stone in front of him that was more than four meters wide and ten meters high. Without the ability to cut the stone with an axe, it was even more impossible to pass through it directly.

In desperation, Chen Weiming rushed up to the stone for four or five meters, jumped hard, and roared with the help of the rebound force, turned around and slashed at the wind demon behind him.

"The weapons in the hands of the weak are as powerless as straw!"

The wind demon laughed loudly, and the mysterious light flashed in his hand. The strong wind condensed. After compression, it circled rapidly, becoming like a saw wheel. Looking at the axe that was slashing, he slapped it with no dodge or avoidance, and slapped it with a palm.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the wind saw wheel shattered and turned into vital energy to disperse, but the axe in Chen Weiming's hand also cracked into more than a dozen pieces. This metal object was directly shattered by the wind saw wheel, so amazing.

Before Chen Weiming could react, Feng Mo kicked him in the chest and was kicked to the stone with a bang.

The principle of killer is that he can kill the target quickly. The Feng Mo did not talk too much nonsense, raised his hand and shot out wind blades, and cut it towards Chen Weiming.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

There were loud noises, smoke and dust silence, and the big stone was cut into pieces, collapsed and buried Chen Weiming in it.

"No need to thank me, I helped you make a grave!"

The wind demon sneered and walked over to the gravel burial. As a killer, he would never take it lightly without confirming that his target was dead.

It hurts, the whole body hurts.

Chen Weiming, buried in the pile of rocks, wanted to scream, but couldn't scream. Feng Bian did not kill him directly, but cut a piece of good meat off his body, and it was bleeding and flowing non-stop.

The gap in strength is too big, and no matter how many calculations are, it is meaningless.

Are you going to die? Chen Weiming cried in his heart. He couldn't think of how he could fight. The whole world became dark and silent, as if he opened a door to the world of death, gloomy and terrifying.

No...I must not just die like this...I want to live...I want to live...

In an instant, he remembered many things, and his inexplicable obsession made him open his eyes with difficulty. He was piled up by rocks. He didn't know what he could do when he opened his eyes, but he just didn't want to die powerlessly with his eyes closed.

The moment he opened it, a little silver light flashed in his pupils, becoming stronger and stronger, making both eyes turn silver in an instant.

Weird things happened, stones, dust... All kinds of things disappeared in Chen Weiming's eyes, turned into strange patterns and appeared around them, and there were waves of air rippling like flowing water, mysterious and mysterious.

What is this... A voice came out in my heart, and Chen Weiming was shocked himself, he had never seen it before.

Is it an illusion? I said this in my heart, but the severe pain from my body constantly irritates my head, which makes this mysterious vision clearer. The breath is agile, the lines are mysterious, and the extremely delicate one can't tell anything. It's like the handwriting of heaven and earth, containing countless secrets.

Heaven and earth...secret...texture...

The three words kept recalling in my mind, which suddenly made Chen Weiming feel like a drum beat, and he was ecstatic.

Dao pattern, this must be Dao pattern... I could sense it myself... Chen Weiming was almost about to shout.

He didn't know how he sensed it, but there was no doubt that all this was Taoist patterns, and the qi masses scattered between heaven and earth like tides must be the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Only by being able to sense the Taoist patterns can one sense the vitality of heaven and earth, and only by practicing qi.

Maybe all this came too late, but it was better than nothing, at least it could add some vitality to yourself.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong, there was extremely slight footsteps. Chen Weiming didn't know why he could hear so clearly at this moment. Looking in the sound, through everything in front of him, you could see a figure walking around wrapped in a figure. There was no doubt that it must be Fengmo.

Not daring to waste time anymore, Chen Weiming hurriedly absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth according to the method taught in "The Technique of Eugenic Exhaustion". This is the most basic technique that everyone has learned, and Chen Weiming, who is determined to break through, has already memorized it.

In the mind, the vital energy of heaven and earth around them was indeed rushing into their bodies, rushing into the meridians, and at an incredible speed, combined with internal force, transformed into true qi.

The so-called Qi training period is a state where internal force is transformed into true qi. Only with true qi can one practice.

The moment the transformation was completed, a large amount of true energy poured into the lower dantian.

“Buzz!”

Chen Weiming vaguely felt a loud Hongmeng sound coming from his mind, as if something had been penetrated, and a huge force suddenly emerged from his body.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!