Previously, only Zhang Xiaotian knew that he was invaded by the terrifying and mysterious murderous aura released by the other party, and his blood was surging. If he hadn't been strong enough, he might have been seriously injured if he was a cultivator in the Spirit Realm.
"Ghost Air Killing Assassination!" This is a top-notch Huang-level martial arts, and with this person's realm, he must have reached the peak state, otherwise it can be used as an important blow to kill Zhang Xiaotian.
With just one brush, this person's shadow spreads across the sky, and a dark black sharp killing sword, in this void, swiftly like a wind, ghosts and charms, assassinating back and forth.
Zhang Xiaotian was within this kill range.
In fact, only a limited number of blades can be a fatal blow. However, it is difficult to break in a short period of time, and this period of time will create a huge crisis for the monks.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaotian was different. I saw that with a flick of his fingers, the gusts of wind blew and shimmered, because he carried a little bit of spiritual power.
As if crashing into a group of meteorites, some of the shadows of the killing sword stood still, others were vacillating, and some were even about to dissipate.
In this way, Zhang Xiaotian was like a willow leaf, swaying with the wind, avoiding the other party's weird killer move.
"Weng!" This is a strange syllable, not like a human mouth at all, but rather the most primitive pronunciation.
And above this person's head, it was as if there was a cluster of ghost fire beating, and a wave of horrifying soul power was exuding in it.
Zhang Xiaotian was stunned, his actions were slow, and he really became a turtle in the urn.
"Dead!" A strange light flashed in this person's eyes, as the killing intent of death spread.
This time, it was his ultimate move. Even a cultivator of the same-level spirit realm would stop for a few breaths if he was careless. As for a cultivator like Zhang Xiaotian, it might take dozens of breathing hours to recover.
Therefore, he was dead. These efforts were enough for Zhang Xiaotian to be killed several times.
He clenched the killing sword in both hands, and the dark sword glow was like a poisonous snake vomiting.
The spirit sword trembled lightly, as if rejoicing for the bloodthirsty that was about to come.
Finally, in fact, he swung the sword like lightning, but for the dying person, this last time is like a long wait, an eternal moment.
In the silence of the sky, it seemed that only the dark sword shadow remained. If people were here, they would smell a smell of death.
Quietly, all this happened so fast that people were dizzying, a sharp sword light across the world, accompanied by the sound of cracking gold and iron.
"Why?" He said in a low voice. There was a deep blood stain on his chest and even his right shoulder. The blood was gurgling. Such injuries greatly affected his combat strength.
However, he didn't care about these. For a long time, he was very confident in his soul secret skills, and he even killed many monks of the same rank with this.
But when it came to Zhang Xiaotian, even though theoretically he didn't agree that this scene happened before his eyes, he couldn't believe it for a long time.
Previously, Zhang Xiaotian had clearly achieved his soul secret skills, and his actions should be controlled for a long time, and he was a generation of souls, a cultivator of soul spirit!
Facing a monk who was one level lower than himself, he would fail to perform soul secret skills, which is really unbelievable.
"You'll know if you die." Zhang Xiaotian said coldly.
With that said, Zhang Xiaotian captured the Mountain Spirit Sword that had already returned to his hand, and swept across the opponent violently.
"I don't believe it, you are the one who died." He roared, his face a bit stubborn and distorted.
It was difficult for anyone to meet him in such a situation, because he was a level higher than the other party, and he was still a shameless sneak attack, but he did not make a contribution.
After that, his confident blow, at the beginning, did indicate that he had succeeded again. At the last moment of life and death, the opponent's abruptly used a forceful counterattack, which also injured himself.
This series of blows gave him a fire of shame, and Zhang Xiaotian must be killed to wash away the shame. He was a little crazy, his assassin's heart was humiliated, and his dignity as a qualified assassin was trampled on, and he was hit unimaginably.
He fought desperately, just to save. Although he is not very good at fighting, after all, the opponent is lower than himself and should be inferior to himself in all aspects.
He came up and slammed a punch, and a big bloody hand was born in the field suddenly, emitting a bloody glow, comparable to the blood-colored little sun, and directly hit the opponent.
This martial skill is called Xueguang Tengkongkong, and it is a terrifying martial skill with incalculable power.
However, in the void, a sword light that was not so dazzling flashed by, and it passed quickly back and forth several times. The powerful hand suddenly turned into debris in the sky.
In the end, naturally, he stabbed the man fiercely.
The color of horror flashed past him, and then he made a sudden decision. In an instant, the whole body was full of blood, and he tried his best to avoid, but he was still caught in the flesh by a sword.
Afterwards, Zhang Xiaotian pulled the hilt of the sword, and on his body, the pain, he groaned, and the humiliation, his expression was distorted.
At this moment, he began to regret why he had to deal with Zhang Xiaotian like this. He was just a killer hired by Qin Yu, and not their confidant. It was really not worth it.
In fact, this is also the sorrow of many killers. At first, they always attacked their opponents with varying degrees of pride, but later they found that they couldn't make a single blow. They had already rationally looked for the cause.
It turns out that the other party is not a weak person, but a hard bone, but the person in front of him is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. It is really wicked and even plays with himself. They struggled a bit and even felt insulted, so they tried their best, but it was still useless, and even after being seriously injured, they began to regret it.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't stop his hand and directly increased his strength. As a result, one of the other's sword-holding arms flew into the air with a pool of scarlet blood.
This person did not care about the pain, and the panic suddenly appeared. Although he tried to retreat and even burned his energy, the other party was approaching him at a steady speed. When the source was exhausted, wouldn't he have to wait for death? In the end, he was stubborn. Threatened, "You dare to kill me, I'm from Qin Yu."
In fact, he was a little guilty and lacked confidence in his words, but he didn't know it. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Xiaotian decided that it might also depend on the situation, not as a killer.
"You are only allowed to kill me, but are you not allowed to fight back? And why did you kill me." Zhang Xiaotian mocked at first, and then questioned.
"Master Qin Gu said, you are too trash... This is not what I said, Master Qin Gu said." Looking at Zhang Xiaotian's murderous face, he hurriedly changed his words.
"Speak clearly." Zhang Xiaotian said sharply.
His spiritual power fluctuations have been weakened to the extreme, his figure is staggered, and the veil on his face has long been scared to know when it will fall.
"Because when Qin Guang fell, if you reported faster, Qin Guang might not die. Otherwise, he really died. Therefore, they said that you are useless waste and let me kill you. So, It's none of my business." He was so frightened that he lost his mind and fought against some rascals.
"Too much deception!" Zhang Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
Afterwards, he looked up to the sky and screamed, his eyes lighted like electricity, and his whole person was like a madman, with a shocking aura.
Qin Yu is really unreasonable and arrogant. Human life is really horrible to them. They kill if they want to kill, but when it comes to them, they react more fiercely than anyone.
However, he calmed down quickly. Qin Guang killed himself anyway. He didn't lose, but the closer to this force, Qin Yu's behavior became more annoying, and Zhang Xiaotian's murderous aura could not wait to rush to the base camp of Qin Yu. Kill that piece of heaven and earth.
This person looked terrified and his body trembled. Is this still a monk in the Spirit Realm? How does he feel more terrible than himself.
Thinking of this, he regretted it even more. Before the sneak attack, he clearly knew that the person in front of him was very difficult, but because he was greedy for the treasure in his hands, he timely grasped Zhang Xiaotian’s slack moment just after the battle, looking forward to a blow. Must kill, but who knows, it has evolved to the tragic scene now.
Bitterness surged in his heart, and he knew vaguely that he was really seeking his own death if he even provoke this character!
After all, no matter how strong, there is the possibility of behavior. If he doesn't try, he will regret it in the future. He sighed that if he shot that time, maybe he was developed, and if he shot, he would still regret it.
In the end he was left with only bitterness.