Chapter 380 Blood Killing True Method

Blood kills three thousand elites and lands on the entire Chongyuan Star. The distance between each of them is 500 kilometers.

For every elite of the Blood Killing Dao, this is a life-and-death killing, and they are the real blood killing Dao experts who can survive this killing, and only then can they enjoy the benefits brought by the Blood Killing Dao Glory.

Bing has really joined the Blood Killing Dao for sixty years. From an ordinary barbarian boy to today, he has experienced too much.

At eleven, he killed his best friend!

At the age of fifteen, he became the only one who came out of a fateful killing...

From then on, he decided on a word, a top person needs to endure loneliness, so lonely that he can never be with him, never follow him, and never look forward to it!

Now, he has finally reached the last level, as long as he passes this level, his life will be free and easy!

In the ranking of the elite camp, C has really not ranked high, and it can even be said to be a bit behind, but in this regard, C has really no burden, because as a top hunter, camouflage is the best s Choice.

He was full of secret happiness in his heart, so after entering the heavy yuan star, he disguised himself as the prey in his eyes who just sent them the source of the constant base.

It was this kind of camouflage that made him feel at ease. He had hunted more than a dozen prey, and he had more than a hundred fragments of the foundation of constant source on his body.

Bing Yi is really crawling, his goal is a camp, a camp composed of more than 20 of the most ferocious planet-level powerhouses.

This is the most ferocious group of people within a radius of five hundred miles, and it is also a group of extremely united people, but their unity is really nothing in the eyes of Bing Yizhen.

Lurk, lurk quietly!

Ye Luo was silent, Bing Yizhen had already lurked in the camp, he didn't act immediately, although he could still kill these people by relying on his real strength.

He likes to use the smallest cost to complete his tasks.

The camp of 20 people is small and tight, but it can be seen that the 20 people are very nervous. Are they nervous about their arrival!

Just when Bing Yi was really proud of his arrival, he saw a figure appearing in the wind in the distance, a figure holding a long knife!

"Madman!" The leader of the twenty people holding a huge ax shouted: "The elites of the Blood Killing Dao have already arrived, and we should join forces to fight against the enemy, why kill each other!"

Bing Yi has really figured out the habits of the twenty people. He knows that the twenty people are brutal and domineering. The carefulness with which this person speaks clearly shows the importance he attaches to this madman.

It seems that among these prey, there are also some outstanding ones.

At this moment, his heart was full of excitement. This is the excitement of a beast seeing blood, and it is also the excitement of a hunter seeing a big prey.

The madman swung his knife as fast as a gust of wind, and in an instant, seventeen or eight of the twenty people had already died in his hands, while the leader and the psychiatrist among the twenty people fled quickly.

Although the twenty people had sworn to live and die together, none of them cared about the other at this moment of life and death.

At the moment when the madman caught up and was about to kill the leader, Bing Yi made a move, and he flew into the air. However, at the moment when he made a move, he suddenly discovered that the madman's knife turned towards him.

What's more, this madman looked directly into his eyes, and there was a cold and gloomy light in his eyes. The chill that pierced into his bones made Bingyi really feel that his end was coming, which surprised him. He never thought that he would become The prey, but the excitement in his eyes, more!

He subconsciously licked his lips, a thrill full of pleasure surged in his heart, the desire for bloody slaughter burned him, and the moment his hand held the hilt of the sword, it trembled under the drive of cruel pleasure!

He waved the long sword in his hand, and his body was in the void, two strangely formed, in an instant, two sword lights, slashing towards the madman at the same time.

The two sword lights, coming first and last, almost surpassed the madman's knife!

There was a trace of shock on the madman's face, which made Bing Yi feel extremely comfortable. Although this madman is extraordinary, he still has no power to fight back under his peak sword.

Just when Bing Yi was really thinking about piercing the madman's neck with his long sword, he suddenly felt his spirit tremble.

Mental attack!

Bing Yi is really not a psychic, but his mental power is not weak either. According to the person who taught him, the offense is not enough, but the defense is more than enough.

But now, the mental power with sufficient defenses did not stop the intrusion of that person's mental power. Although he only stagnated for a moment, this moment could kill him.

The knife passed, and his neck was cut open directly.

The real madman who killed Bingyi, the moment he landed, his palms were full of sweat. He also didn't expect Bingyi's real means.

He had clearly designed a trap, and he had taken the opportunity to strike first, but he was still almost caught by others.

Why does his sword seem to be unhappy, but it can come first?

Ignoring the twenty leaders who had already fled, the madman quickly searched for the things on Bing Yizhen's body. For the madman, the things carried by the elites of the Blood Killing Dao are the most valuable.

A quarter of an hour later, a hint of ecstasy appeared in the madman's eyes. However, he didn't stop there, and after absorbing all the source of Hengji, he retreated quickly.

Blood kills the truth!

The madman who returned to his foothold quickly opened it, and found that in addition to the cultivation of Yuanli, there was also a set of blood-killing swordsmanship inside!

The sword technique is very strange, giving people a very suspenseful feeling, yes, it is suspense, even with the understanding of a madman, it seems that the sword move seems to be impossible to achieve at all.

For example, the long sword that was originally on one side moved to the other side strangely.

The madman who had finished reading the sword technique shook his head, and turned over the sword technique casually, the true method of blood killing had come to an end.

Just when the madman was about to close the book, he suddenly discovered that the last page of the book was actually a painting.

Autumn leaves map!

The autumn wind blows wildly, and nine fallen leaves fall. This painting is extremely simple, but in the eyes of the madman, his expression changes drastically in an instant.

Although there are only a few strokes, and in the eyes of the madman, this painting seems to have some problems, but in the rolling autumn wind, the madman sees a different feeling.

The autumn wind rolls, and the fallen leaves change, but what really changes the fallen leaves is not the fallen leaves themselves, but the autumn wind.

The autumn wind is invisible, the autumn wind blows lightly, and the autumn wind controls the fate of autumn leaves...

In that instant, the madman seemed to have grasped something. He sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly looking at the picture of falling leaves in the autumn wind.

A quarter of an hour, an hour, two hours!

A look of doubt appeared on the madman's face. After pondering, he quickly turned on his attribute regulator and added most of his attributes to mental power.

The growth of mental power made the madman full of energy again, and after an unknown amount of time, a flash of clarity flashed in the madman's eyes.

The long knife in his hand swung out, slashing, invincible, but at the moment when the knife was slashed, it suddenly reversed a direction.

This twist made people very surprised, and even had an unexpected feeling, but this knife really did it.

Nine fallen leaves, I did it myself, a trace of solemnity flashed in the madman's eyes, but just when the madman was about to fall into deep thought again, his expression suddenly changed.

Almost without any hesitation, the madman soared into the air. At this moment, a light and shadow, like lightning, was seen galloping towards him.

This figure was fast, as fast as lightning. The moment he saw this figure, a trace of solemnity flashed in the madman's eyes.

This person is going forward relentlessly, this person's speed is like lightning, compared to the person he killed, he is now stronger and more difficult to deal with.

Almost without any hesitation, the madman soared into the sky and flew towards the distance. He didn't know who it was, but he had a feeling that this person was stronger than himself. And the madman who had seen the picture of the violent wind and fallen leaves didn't even think about relying on his own strength to compete with this person.

go go go...

The one chasing from behind was a man in a blood-clothed suit, with a playful smile on his face. For him, the fact that this prey had discovered him in advance really made him a little excited .

What a useful prey!

But what if the prey noticed him? In terms of speed, he is one of the best among the disciples of the Three Thousand Blood Killing Dao.

As his thoughts flickered, his speed became faster and faster, but he found helplessly that the distance between himself and the person in front was getting farther and farther...

One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters...

In the end, the man stopped, but the madman didn't stop, he was still running crazily.

Five hours later, the madman stopped. Although he didn't fight, he felt that this was the closest he was to death.

That person is quite scary.

Although I can't be sure that person is the top powerhouse of the Blood Killing Dao, but if there are more such people among the elites of the Blood Killing Dao, then I will definitely die.

And the gap between myself and these people is not strength, not skills, but the understanding of the law.

The gravity of the heavy star suppresses the artistic conception, but it does not suppress the rules at all. The power of the rules can still be applied here.

In a deep cave, the madman has adjusted his physical skills to the minimum. If he doesn't explore carefully, what will be reflected in people's minds is a rock, a big rock.

The madman's beard and hair began to grow rapidly, but the madman ignored it. He forgot about the heavy star, the upcoming killing, and everything else. In the end, all he had was the gust of wind.

Time passed quickly, and the madman's short hair was already hanging over his shoulders, and even the beard began to flow down his chest.

For the madman, the world has become silent.

"So that's it, I understand!" The madman shouted, his eyes instantly became extremely bright.

Immediately, the madman's body moved, and the surrounding rocks instantly shattered, and the madman charged straight out from the ground!

"I am here, who dares to fight!" Looking at the dark sky, the madman shouted. And just as he shouted, five men in the elite clothes of Blood Killing Dao rushed over from four directions!