God of Killing

Holding the dagger, Shi Yan first carved crude butterfly patterns on two big trees, then quickly climbed up one of the big trees, used the dagger to cut off the arm-thick branches on the tree, divided them into five pieces, and quickly sharpened them. , randomly smear "Seven Snake Saliva" on the tip.

This series of events took him two minutes.

Two minutes later, Tu Mu and Jin Mo, two members of the Langya mercenary group, arrived as expected.

Tu Mu and Jin Mo didn't pay attention to him and the two women at all. When they were walking through the forest, they were still talking with silver smiles on their faces, discussing how to play with Diyalan for a while.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sharpened branches pass through the leaves, like tenacious sunlight, projecting towards Tumu and Jinmo.

Tu Mu didn't care. He swung his battle ax casually and knocked down two branches. He laughed and said: "This group of people are really shabby. They even used branches to greet us. They don't give us face."

"Poor guy." Jin Mo also shook his head and sneered.

"Boohoo!"

Three more branches shot over tenaciously.

Tumu was a little impatient, and the long battle ax drew a semicircular arc. In the bright silver light, three branches fell to the ground again.

Shi Yan slowly emerged from the leaves, looked at the two of them coldly, and said, "Two of you, are you coming one by one, or together?"

Tu Mu squinted his eyes, looked up at Shi Yan, shook his head, and said with no interest: "He is just a young boy who may have just entered the innate realm. His tone is not small, but unfortunately his power is limited, so I am not interested."

After saying that, Tu Mu didn't look at Shi Yan again, turned around and left, his voice came from far away: "Jin Mo, I leave it to you, handle it quickly so that I can catch up with you soon. If you are late, I will Fuck that bitch for the second time, hahaha!"

Jin Mo snorted coldly, and slammed the huge mace in his hand into the ground. The mace was deeply embedded in the soil, "Come down, kid. I don't need a weapon, and don't let me climb a tree to chase you." , I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."

"Well, I'm in a hurry." Shi Yan's eyes were filled with the calmness of indifference to life and death. He jumped down from the ancient tree and shot out the dagger in his hand, sinking into the soil next to the mace.

"Bang!" Shi Yan stood ten meters in front of Jin Mo, stretched out his free hands and shook them, saying, "I don't use weapons either."

"Hey, I'm a timid kid." Jin Mo grinned, the pimples on his face piled up, his eyes shot fiercely, and he rushed towards Shi Yan.

Jin Mo's hands suddenly swelled, and veins squirmed on his fists. After he clenched his fists and struck, a "whooshing" sound was heard in the air, and fist prints suddenly appeared in the void. The seal continues to strengthen as Jinmo travels.

Five steps later, dozens of fist marks appeared in the void in front of Jin Mo's waving arm.

"Ordinary level martial arts, Luan Xing Fist!"

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, condensed his essence sharply, and threw all the messy thoughts out of his body. There were only fist marks in his eyes, and the only thought in his heart was to kill Jin Mo!

"boom!"

There was a sudden shock in his mind, like an enlightenment, which brought him into some kind of wonderful realm.

The touch of his eyes, ears and body suddenly became several times more sensitive, and everything around him suddenly became extremely clear. He stared at Jin Mo and could clearly sense the speed and frequency of the essence flowing in his arm.

The fist marks all over the sky disappeared in an instant, all illusions were wiped away. In his eyes, only the two fists waved by Jin Mo were left, and even the trajectory of the fists was clearly visible.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Yan suddenly shouted loudly, his arms tightened and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wisps of misty white smoke wrapped around his arms.

At the same time, starting from his neck, his skin began to petrify, turning into a gray-brown rock, as hard as iron.

Puffy black light also emerged from the surface of the body, covering his thin body.

Jin Mo's iron fist, carrying a surging force that could crack rocks, slammed into Shi Yan's chest.

The black light shield twisted for a while, and under Jin Mo's iron fist, it turned into dots of black light and exploded. Jin Mo's fist passed through the black light shield, its power was slightly reduced, and it hit Shi Yan's chest hard.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The thumping sound and the sound of broken bones sounded almost simultaneously.

Jin Mo's face turned extremely ugly in an instant.

The heartbreaking pain in his fist made him realize that the sound of broken bones did not come from Shi Yan's chest, but from his fist!

Grinning and shaking his painful arm, Jin Mo looked at the rock-cold Shi Yan with a horrified expression. He suddenly remembered something and shouted suddenly: "The 'Petrified Martial Spirit' of the Shi family! You are the merchant alliance Shi Yan" From home?”

"So smart." Shi Yan grinned, his smile was indescribably cold and cold.

Jin Mo secretly screamed that something was wrong and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but found that he and Shi Yan were too close and it was too late.

Shi Yan stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed Jin Mo's neck. The white mist on his arm, which was mixed with fear, madness, violence, despair and other negative emotions, instantly penetrated into Jin Mo's body.

Jin Mo seemed to have fallen into an endless hell, his face full of horror, his whole body trembling and screaming: "No! No! Don't!"

As if he couldn't see anything, Jin Mo screamed there, waving his two iron fists aimlessly, as if to resist the approach of such a terrifying ghost.

Shi Yan had already let go, the white mist on his arm disappeared, his expression returned to normal, and he was silently counting the time in his heart.

One, two, three, four, five...

Counting in his mind, Shi Yan calmly came to the position where the dagger was immersed, pulled the dagger out of the soil, and then tiptoed to Jin Mo's side.

By the time he counted to seventeen, Jin Mo seemed to have adapted to the frightening scene, and slowly stabilized his mood. His eyes seemed to be gradually returning to clarity, and it looked like he was about to wake up.

Seventeen seconds is enough to kill a person dozens of times.

Nodding slightly, Shi Yan knew what was going on, and then suddenly stepped forward like lightning, and the dagger in his arm swiped across Jin Mo's neck with perfect accuracy.

When the blood spurted out, Jin Mo's eyes finally returned to clarity, he stared at Shi Yan hatefully, and he threw his head up and fell down unwillingly.

Shi Yan squatted down, first wiped the blood on the dagger with Jin Mo's clothes, and then searched Jin Mo's body and found that this guy had some food, hundreds of amethyst coins, and two " The sharp fangs of "Fire Cloud Demonic Python".

Putting these things into his backpack unceremoniously, Shi Yan took a deep breath and felt that the essence of Jin Mo's body had poured into his acupuncture points. Then he stood up and murmured to himself: "Innate second level." In the realm of heaven, even under the negative power of 'Rampage', one will be lost for seventeen seconds. This martial skill is indeed abnormal. Maybe the more negative power gathered, the stronger the power it can exert..."

After muttering to himself, Shi Yan gathered his emotions, held his breath and concentrated, and suddenly ran in the direction of Tu Mu's pursuit.

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"You bitch, you're so damn spicy! Haha, but I like it, uncle!" Tu Mu laughed, holding a battle ax and fighting against Diyalan.

Mu Yudie's eyes flashed with cold light, holding the guqin on one side, her pretty face uncertain, as if she was making a difficult decision.

Tu Mu's extremely heavy battle ax was like a feather fan in his hand, weightless at all.

When the shadow of the ax flickers, Diyalan's dagger is often too much to bear. As soon as it touches the battle axe, Diyalan's delicate body trembles slightly. It is obvious that Tumu's essence is definitely much richer than her.

Tumu's battle ax is like a wheel. The shadow of the ax rolls when he swings it, and it entangles Diyalan like a wheel. The sharp ax shines brightly. Diyalan's long hair is flying, and there are many cuts in the short skirt between her waist and hips. The spring scenery First leak.

"You bitches, do you now know how powerful I am? Don't worry, I'll let you know in a moment. The most powerful thing about me is not my martial arts, hahaha!" Tu Mu laughed strangely, as if he didn't intend to deal with it so quickly. Drop Diyalan, deliberately teasing her in this way.

Diyalan was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, but was unable to reply and struggled to resist.

"Sister, do you want to help?" Shi Yan's lazy joking voice suddenly came from the forest.

The next moment, Shi Yan was revealed, holding a dagger. He glanced at the beautiful place where Diyalan was having sex together, and said in wonder: "Smooth and full, straight and round, very good, very good."

Diyalan had a look of surprise on her face. She didn't care about the bickering at this time. She took a step back and shouted: "You bastard, you are still alive."

Tu Mu's face changed, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He did not pursue Diyalan's victory, but looked away at Shi Yan and said in a deep voice: "Is Jin Mo dead?"

"What do you think?" Shi Yan held the dagger, looked at him with a smile, and walked over step by step.

During the march, Shi Yan's arms shriveled up again, and a trace of aura mixed with various negative forces overflowed from the pores of his arms, lingering on his arms, lingering.

Jin Mo's essence was not purified, but when Shi Yan used "Rage", Jin Mo's despair and resentment before his death suddenly surged out from his acupuncture points and condensed into Jin Mo's body in front of him. The ferocious shadow is lifelike.

"Jin Mo!" Tu Mu looked horrified, and his strong body couldn't help but tremble.

So weird!

In front of Shi Yan, Jin Mo's shadow was like a ghost, with teeth and claws, as light as nothing, and a pair of dark and resentful eyes with unforgettable hatred, as if he wanted to drive everyone in the world to death.

Diyalan and Mu Yudie also looked horrified, their delicate bodies trembling slightly, and couldn't help but scream: "What the hell is this!"

Not only others were shocked, but Shi Yan himself was also stunned, staring blankly at the shadow that appeared in front of him, not knowing what to do.

"Jin Mo! Jin Mo! What's wrong with you?" Under the unforgettable hatred of Jin Mo's shadow, Tu Mu took a step back and said in surprise: "We are partners, your enemy is behind you!"

Tu Mu's exclamation woke Shi Yan up. His heart moved. He only had the thought of killing Tu Mu. All the negative forces wrapped around his arms suddenly shot out, like a pale strange snake. He stalked Tu Mu strangely.

Jin Mo's shadow seemed to be driven by those negative forces, and flew away lightly, grabbing Tu Mu fiercely like a ghost.

"Kill!" Shi Yan shouted coldly and rushed out suddenly. Diyalan was stunned and raised his sword to slash at Tu Mu.

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