Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Chapter 138: Murderous

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The tip of the sword pierced into the opponent's body, and the target's eyes showed an unbelievable look, as if to say, how could this be so.

"Idiot!" Pan Yuechu laughed triumphantly, his sword-holding hand pierced through the examinee's body and nailed the opponent to the tree. Before he tried to smash the jade card, he took the jade card one step ahead. .

Losing the jade medal, the candidate cannot return, and can only fall in despair.

Blood shed all over the place.

Pan Yue left with a smile.

He likes this feeling and looks at the desperate eyes of the other person, because only in this way can he satisfy the arrogance and emptiness in his heart.

Pan Yue didn't care about the shit Qianlong controversy. Given his family background, to enter Qianlong, there is no need for examination at all.

He didn't come here to get some shit, but just to fight better.

Defeating opponents, killing opponents, making them groan in despair, and struggle in pain. This is Pan Yue's pursuit and Pan Yue's preference.

Which is the first target I killed

Pan Yue didn't know, and he didn't care.

Some inferior people who have no blood, don't they just use them to make themselves fun

It was their luck to be able to die under their own Desolation Sword.

Of course Pan Yue will be very careful to find the target.

He will not kill the nobles who have the same blood, and he will not provoke those powerful candidates.

What he has to deal with is those ordinary candidates who are alone and have no blood.

These people have no self-knowledge at all. They want to enter the highest school of Longsang, and even engage in fair competition. This is truly shameless.

Just because they are also worthy of fair competition with the bloodline aristocrats

If there is real fairness, there shouldn't be any difference in regional quotas from the beginning!

The government is still too soft.

The way of governing the world should use heavy codes, blindly seeking completeness, and balance, which will only give those inferior people the opportunity to ask for prices.

Therefore, it is better for these people to die early. Use their blood to polish their swords, not only to temper themselves, but also to reduce the number of worms in this world, wouldn't it be the best

Pan Yue felt that he could not be more wise.

But as he kills all the way, maybe others have noticed. Nowadays, most of the candidates are working in groups, and it is difficult to find the single candidates.

Isn't he afraid that the opponent will be crowded, the inferior, come three or five, and he will not be his opponent.

If there are too many key people, they can often free their hands to escape. If you can't kill the opponent, it doesn't make much sense to fight yourself.

This made Pan Yue feel very upset, he could only curse the damn candidates while looking for a target.

The smoke rising in the distance attracted Pan Yue's attention.

There are people who dare to light a fire and cook at this time

Is it confident or silly and bold

Pan Yue was a little curious.

He walked in the direction of the rising smoke, approaching carefully all the way, like a hungry wolf afraid of disturbing the rabbit.

When the young figure in the rock pile appeared in Pan Yue's eyes, Pan Yue smiled.

An inferior person without blood!

Great, this is simply a godsend goal.

But this guy is looking for a good location. He is making a fire on the rock pile in the wilderness. It is empty on all sides. Once anyone comes over, you can see it. Don’t worry about being attacked. Once you encounter an invincible opponent, you can immediately crush the jade tiles. Run away. It is probably because of this reason that he dare to make a fire so boldly.

But just by relying on this, will it be safe

Pan Yue sneered.

Draw his sword smoothly, Pan Yue first aimed at his chest.

But after thinking about it, he pointed the sword at his thigh, then closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "If you want to do something big, you have to be cruel. Be cruel to the enemy, and cruel to yourself! Boy, you have good luck. I will bring you to death with a perfect performance!"

Thinking of this, Pan Yue couldn't help trembling all over.

It was the excitement, the excitement and the intense excitement brought to him by the coming killing.

flutter!

The sword pierced down.

Under the Desolation Sword, the source energy burst, exploding a big blood hole in his right leg.

The pain distorted Pan Yue's face, but it made him more excited.

He sucked in the air-conditioner, and gave a jealous smile: "Roar! My little lamb, here I am!"

The next moment, he screamed "Help" and ran out of the jungle.

He limped to the "rookie" candidate.

He kept yelling in his mouth and made a look of horror on his face. His injury was real, and his pain was real. Only his heart was laughing, laughing wildly!

Because that rookie really came.

He suppressed the smile in his heart, lay down on the ground before the opponent came, and at the same time drew out the dagger that he had prepared.

The rookie really came to help him.

He said:

"Don't worry, you will be fine now."

Pan Yue replied excitedly: "Of course there will be nothing wrong with me, you will be the one who will happen!"

While speaking, he stabbed a dagger.

At that moment, Pan Yue seemed to have felt the slight hindrance when the sharp blade entered the flesh, and the supreme pleasure that came from it.

However, this pleasure has not yet come, it is like being caught by someone's neck, and it is no longer able to vent, gushing...

Pan Yue was stunned to realize that his own dagger had actually stabbed in the air.

empty!

Pan Yue stared in amazement.

He saw that a hand was pressing on his wrist, pushing his wrist aside.

It was such a light push that made his thorn lose its direction and slipped past the opponent's side.

how come

Pan Yue was horrified!

Then a voice sounded: "It really is you!"

What

Pan Yue knew that it was not good, he wanted to retire.

But at this moment he fell to the ground, thrusting his right hand forward and leaning forward. The whole person was like a big bow. It was the most unfavorable posture. Before he had time to respond, the opponent had already slammed a heavy fist over and was hitting it. His face.

"No!" Pan Yuewei cried, his left hand leaped up, and his whole person jumped up like an agile fish.

He is a flexible source, not good at close-to-hand combat, so he is eager to get rid of the opponent.

It's a pity that the other party was prepared. He had just ascended into the air, and a heavy punch hit him in the abdomen, directly smashing him back to the ground.

Then the opponent's hand had grabbed Pan Yue's head, and he used to slam into the ground, smashing a dimple into the ground.

"Asshole!" Pan Yue endured the pain, twisting his feet toward Su Chen's neck.

It's just that his right leg was stabbed by himself, and he was inconvenient to move. This time, the strangulation slowed down a bit.

Su Chen was in good time.

He draws a knife.

Broken knife.

Homeopathy plunged into his other leg.

"Oh!" Pan Yue let out a miserable cry.

This knife was more brutal than the knife he had pierced himself before, and the cutting power of a blunt knife was insufficient, but once it broke, it would cause more damage.

He wanted to release the shield, but the opponent smashed it down, and every punch hit his qi node. The source energy shield was not even formed in time, and he was beaten to death.

"No, let me go!" Pan Yue was finally terrified.

He was finally scared and howled desperately.

Su Chen said coldly: "Those candidates who were killed by you, did you say the same? But who did you spare?"

"I... I know I was wrong, let me go, let me go..." Pan Yue yelled sadly.

Su Chen ignored it at all, just punched it down.

Pan Yue wanted to crush the jade card to escape, but Su Chen took the jade card away with just one hand.

Just as he had done to other candidates.

Pan Yue finally panicked: "I am the young master of the Dusky Beast Pan family, if you kill me, my Pan family will never let you go!"

Su Chen still ignored him, and continued to smash his punches one after another.

He wants to beat this scum to death.

"Help me!" Pan Yue yelled desperately.

It was originally an instinctive cry, but at this moment, he unexpectedly got a response.

"Dark beast Pan's family? Remember, the one who saved you poisoned centipede arsenic."

A dark wave has surged towards Su Chen.