Sword, no killing sword!
In the mural, a man holds a bloody sword on his legs and walks forward step by step.
In front of him, figures gradually appeared one after another, all exuding an extremely powerful aura.
Those figures also held various weapons in their legs.
They were pressing forward step by step in the direction of the man.
The face of every figure has a ferocious look.
Obviously, none of those people came to kill him!
As for Bu Nao, the murderous aura they exuded was nothing compared to that man.
A second later, the man moved!
I saw his figure, like a ghost, rushing into the crowd in front of me!
At the same time, the bloody sword in his leg also slashed forward!
"laugh!!"
In just an instant, the scarlet blood sword tore open the neck of a figure!
See blood, seal your throat.
With just one sword strike, he easily killed the wrong party!
The man in front of him actually had the courage to fight back, and the figures around him immediately launched a siege on him!
However, even in that situation, the man still maintained perfect composure.
Among the crowd, his figure seemed to be strolling leisurely.
However, even then, the attacks coming from all directions could not hurt the man at all!
He always seems to be able to avoid the wrong party's attacks seemingly casually at the most critical moments.
Then, a sword was handed out, killing people invisible!
Watching him kill people is simply an art!
From the beginning to the end, the man's expression did not fluctuate at all.
What he showed on his face was perfect concentration!
It's as if he is not killing people at all, but concentrating on carving a piece of art!
Chu Feng had never thought that someone could enjoy the process of killing so much.
Moreover, as the man killed more and more people, a faint mist of blood seemed to linger around him.
Reflected in the blood mist, the man's figure looked as terrifying as a ghost.
In fact, even his momentum is gradually increasing!
Obviously, that man is increasing his strength through killing!
Then there is no killing potential!
That would be the way to kill him!
If it were not for those who have never experienced killing, they would not feel the power of killing at all, and would instead be frightened!
However, Chu Feng was different.
Because, since he was selected to enter the battlefield of national destiny, he has never stopped killing.
Whether it's fighting or killing, for him, it's just a kind of leg, a way.
I wonder if I can better protect the Dragon Kingdom, protect my loved ones, and protect everything.
For Chu Feng, killing is not just about killing.
But that doesn't stop Chu Feng from clenching the butcher's knife in his leg when necessary!
The killing catalog in front of him indeed allowed Chu Feng to understand the rudiment of the killing trend.
As for Bu Nao, the killing force he understood was not pure killing, but his own insights were added to it.
It is no exaggeration to say that that time was the most profound realization that Chu Feng had.
Because, this time, he no longer thinks about whether he can pick up on others' wisdom, but whether he can truly integrate into his own understanding.
It is the potential that is understood in this way that is most suitable for oneself.
Time passed by minute by minute.
However, Chu Feng seemed not to notice the passage of time at all. Like an old monk in trance, he walked on the spot and stared at the scene in front of him.
If the killing catalog in front of him is compared to a glass of water, then Chu Feng is like a sponge that is extremely short of water.
He must try his best to understand before he can have a deeper understanding of the killing force.
And the time for him to realize it was only a short day.
Therefore, outside the main hall, Chu Feng did not dare to waste even a minute or a second.
Finally, as time passed to the last second, the door in front of me also made a "rumbling" sound, preparing to slowly close.
Chu Feng, who had been immersed in the killing catalog, suddenly came to his senses.
Looking at the scene in front of him, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
He obviously didn't expect that the crowd would pass by so quickly in one day.
No wonder those high-legged characters in martial arts novels often spend several years in seclusion.
Chu Feng now feels the same way.
Although in those short twenty-four hours, he had already sensed the rudiment of the killing power, for him, it was just scratching the surface.
It was like, in front of Chu Feng, there was a table full of men and women.
However, before he could finish his meal, someone took away all the dishes on the table.
Chu Feng, who had already tasted the marrow and understood the taste, felt extremely depressed.
If you give him enough time, he can stay there for at least a few days and nights.
He said, now that the door is about to close, he must beg to get out of there as soon as possible.
Thinking of that, Chu Feng couldn't help but sigh, stood up and walked out of the door immediately.
If nothing else goes wrong, if Jie Donglai...he can meet the strong man who left the Dong inheritance here.
Despite Chu Feng's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this moment.
Bu Nao, Bu Nao, what about Bu Nao? If you should face the wrong thing, you will not want to face the wrong thing after all.
Thinking of that, Chu Feng immediately took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the end of the passage.
That passage is not too long.
It only took Chu Feng a few minutes to reach the end.
However, what appeared in front of him was like a void of space.
The so-called nothingness means nothing, no walls, no floor tiles, or even no light.
Looking at it, it looks like a black hole that chooses people to eat, quiet and terrifying.
Looking at the scene in front of him, even Chu Feng couldn't help but stop.
However, at that moment, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"come in."
Along with that voice sounded.