Chapter 381: Ten Thousand Miles of Blood

On the Heavy Yuan Star, everyone is an enemy!

Although this statement is not wrong at all, there are still people who hugged each other to keep warm. These people not only included those martial artists who were sent as prey, but also included the elite disciples of the Three Thousand Blood Killing Dao.

Among the elite disciples, only one hundred people can survive, which gives many elite disciples room to imagine.

Therefore, many blood killers who feel that their strength is only moderate gather together, firstly to protect themselves; secondly, to kill others.

On this superstar, there is no pity, no pity, no mercy.

When Luo Yunyang was drinking, the five elites of the Blood Killing Dao were resting not far away. After hearing Luo Yunyang's shout and seeing at a glance that Luo Yunyang was not a disciple of the Blood Killing Dao, they shot immediately.

Everyone's shot is a nirvana, and the plan is to control the enemy with one move.

In their minds, although this person has some abilities, the ninth level of the planet cultivated by these low-level strengths is still too far behind.

Killing such people is like slaughtering dogs!

Every one of them has such a trace of rules when they swing their weapons. It can be said that each of them is shooting with all their strength at this time.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength!

However, just when they felt that the person in front of them was about to be beheaded, they suddenly felt a breeze blowing around them, and with this little breeze, all five of them died.

There are thousands of light spots transformed from the source of Hengji pouring out from the bodies of these blood-killing powerhouses. Although the people were already dead, their eyes were wide open, except that they didn't believe it, they still didn't believe it.

...

A sudden gust of wind plunged the entire Chongyuan Star into a fog. During this period of time, even the strongest fighters would choose to rest in the red sandstorm.

But at this time, there are also some people active.

These people are like groundhogs, coming out of various dirt pits, and everyone's eyes are not only guarded, but also guarded.

"You are still alive, sixth! Where is fifth?"

"He was killed. The day before yesterday he couldn't help but practiced a bit, and was discovered by a blood-killing brat, and he died!"

"Have you heard? Just 20 days ago, Xuedao died, and died in the hands of Li Yun, the strongest Xueshadao this time. I heard that he didn't receive the three swords!"

"The blood knife is dead too? It seems that there is no hope for our group!" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a handsome face, and he looked much cleaner than his companions who were like groundhogs.

"Blood Knife, Giant Axe, and Broken Sword!" After repeating these three names in a murmur, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "I always thought that the appearance of the three of them would definitely break the path of blood killing. The indelible myth of the arena, but now it seems that I was really wrong!"

"Three years ago, the giant ax died! Two years ago, the sword was broken and the handle was broken; now, the blood knife is dead again, hey!"

In various discussions, someone said leisurely: "To be honest, it's a pity for the blood knife, he... he was originally everyone's son, if he follows the path arranged by the family, one day, he will also be able to reach the top! "

"However, in order to walk the ultimate path of killing, he took the initiative to participate in this bloody battle. He felt that he was the one who had the last laugh."

When the man talked about this time, he said leisurely: "It's a pity!"

No one spoke. At this time, most of the people's hearts, apart from the idea of ​​sympathizing with each other, was whether they could see the sun of tomorrow.

"Isn't there another madman? Have you heard about him?" Someone suddenly asked.

"No, maybe he died a long time ago!" Someone said lightly.

Just as they were chatting and starting to exchange items, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in their ears.

The sound of these footsteps was very heavy, without the slightest concealment. This kind of situation is very rare in Chongyuan Star.

After all, even the top experts may be killed.

They looked in the direction of their footsteps almost at the same time, and saw hundreds of men in blood-killing clothes running desperately.

This made everyone present feel a burst of fear. Their first thought was that these people were here to encircle them!

However, just when they were secretly thinking that their time had come, what they saw was a person, a person holding a long knife, following behind the crowd. This person was walking easily, but those who were running wildly seemed to be right by his side.

That is, in an instant, he had already walked into the crowd, and amidst the flickering shadows of knives, the figures of blood-killing disciples fell to the ground one after another.

That is, in the blink of an eye, half of the disciples killed by hundreds of blood were already dead.

Although some of the disciples of the blood-killing way turned around and fought, in the end, these disciples of the blood-killing way were quickly beheaded.

The knife in the man's hand seemed to have a strange power, hard to resist, hard to figure out, hard to...

The elites of Blood Killing Dao have lost their fighting spirit, and they only think about one thing, that is to escape, not whether they can escape from the grasp of the madman who is chasing and killing them, but whether they can surpass their companions!

If you surpass your own companions, you will be able to survive.

run away run away!

Everyone is running away like crazy!

When the figure chased the blood-killing disciple and left, everyone present heaved a sigh of relief. Some of them said with emotion: "Thank God, he didn't find us!"

"No, he must have found us, but he didn't kill us!"

"That's a madman. I've seen him. Although it's been four years, I'm not mistaken. That's a madman!" Someone shouted loudly, as if the madman had some close relationship with him.

But more people chose to fly away at this moment. No matter who they are, they are all weak. However, when they thought of those blood-killing Taoist elites running like pigs and sheep, their hearts were filled with joy again!

Although this person is not their companion, they are of the same identity after all! The existence of this person can at least prove that they are not just prey.

The news spread quickly, and the madman returned, crazier than ever. And the speed of death of the elite disciples of the Blood Killing Dao is also accelerating rapidly.

Ten days later, the brothers of the Xie family, who were ranked ninety-nine and one hundred among the elites of Blood Killing Dao, were buried on a barren mountain.

Twenty days later, the thirty-sixth Valkyrie ranked in the Blood Killing Dao died, her beautiful eyes widened, full of disbelief.

On the 30th, the Assassination Alliance, the largest organization among the 3,000 elites of the Blood Killing Dao, was destroyed, and all 536 people were killed!

On the 50th, the ninth strongest man in the Blood Killing Dao lost his water and was beheaded into two parts.

And the murderers, without exception, are madmen!

mad Men! These two words were like a whirlwind, sweeping across the heavy yuan star crazily, and there were only a few thousand people left in the heavy yuan star, and it suddenly became lively.

Whether it is the blood-killing elites or the hunted prey, they all began to get excited. They faintly felt that a huge wind and thunder was about to set off.

The third strongest man in the Blood Killing Dao was startled and challenged the madman on the Shenshen Plateau. In the end, what people saw was that the madman walked down the Shenshen Plateau alone.

Following Jing Kong's death, the blood-slaying elites who were originally aggressive suddenly lost their voices collectively. Although Jing Kong is not the strongest person, in the eyes of many people, he is an insurmountable existence.

If it is said that among the three thousand elites of the Blood Killing Dao, who can come out of the heavy star, 100% of them will say that this person must be the three strongest.

Broken mountain, cloud and thunder, shocking the sky!

But now, Jing Kong died, at the hands of that man called a madman, which made countless people feel their hearts trembling.

After all, the cultivation base of the three powerhouses far exceeds them! None of them even dared to challenge the authority of these three powerhouses.

Just when the remaining elites of the Blood Killing Dao collectively sighed secretly, there was a news that also shocked the experts of the Blood Killing Dao.

Yunlei died, and the second-ranked strongman Yunlei died, but he didn't die at the hands of a madman, but was punched to death by Po Shan.

Someone saw the fight between the two, and Yunlei died in the hands of Poshan with just one punch. That punch looked extremely simple, but that punch made Yunlei, the most powerful person who killed Dao in blood, not Without the slightest resistance.

Yunlei is dead, Jing Kong is dead, less than 300 of the elites with 3,000 blood kills are left, and of the 100,000 prey that was regarded as prey, there are only more than 500 left. These people add up to less than a thousand.

Although those who can survive are the elite among the elite, but in the process, people are also aware of the crisis.

This is a crisis related to the survival of all people, so at the moment when the crisis was felt, many people's eyes turned red.

On the huge warship, Elder Chek's eyes were fixed on the huge electronic screen on the spaceship, and his eyes were full of shock.

"The law of the origin of the earth that breaks the mountain has reached the second level!" A subordinate with a cold face spoke, and his voice was mechanical: "Otherwise, he would definitely not be able to kill Yunlei with one punch!"

"After all, Yunlei and him are both at the first level of the original law of the earth!"

Elder Chek nodded, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "What about the madman?"

"Madman's original law of the wind element should be the first level of Dzogchen!" The subordinate said in a deep voice: "Although he has not advanced to the second level, but this subordinate has the feeling that he can advance to the second level at any time!"

"Look, they are going to besiege Madman and Broken Mountain!" Elder Chek pointed at Yun Tu and said calmly.

"The trapped beast is still fighting!" said the subordinate with a cold face.

"But this trapped beast gave me hope again!" Having said that, Elder Chek pointed his finger towards the middle position: "I'm afraid a situation that hasn't existed in thousands of years is about to appear!"

"I killed Dao with blood, and a top genius will appear!" Elder Chek said this, and asked solemnly: "Who do you think this person should be?"

"Subordinates are optimistic about Poshan!" The man spoke loudly without hesitation.

Elder Chek laughed loudly and said, "You, you are so boring, you actually have the same opinion as me!"