Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 429 Mystery
The light of the knife is as cold as snow, and the blood is splashed like ink.

Like a killing machine that is tireless, unaware of the coldness and warmth of human relationships, and the decay and misery of this world, it walks through the crowd, no matter whether they are strong or weak, they cannot avoid being killed by Meng Xinghe.

"Stop! Stop quickly! Let's admit defeat! Admit defeat!" The blood flowing into the river, and the always brilliant knife light, alternately tormented people's nerves.

Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure and howled in embarrassment.

They originally carried hatred, but righteousness came forward.But driven by the instinct of survival, any hatred, and how high-sounding righteousness, has become a joke.

However, Meng Xinghe turned a deaf ear to these pleas for mercy, his knife was still swaying freely, each knife would take away a part of a person's body, or a large piece of flesh and blood, exuding a terrifying edge all over his body, he was cruel, cold, heartless, icy Like a machine.

"Stop! Stop!" It was another man who had lost his fighting spirit, watching his arms leave his body, the terrifying saber energy was still eating away at more parts of his body, and he was right under his nose. , Collapsing inch by inch, turning into dust, he was completely on the verge of collapse.

Sometimes, killing or being killed is not the scariest and most terrifying thing.

In the face of a powerful enemy, many people have the courage to risk their lives.But when all efforts and all resistance and struggle are futile, courage will quickly disappear, and then be magnified tenfold into fear.

Meng Xinghe was completely white, without a single drop of blood on his body, but the knife in his hand shone with a strange red light.

His pace is not fast, even in the sea of ​​corpses, it is like walking in a garden.

And every time he took a step forward, those people who had come to surround and kill him unconsciously took a step back.

It's not that no one wants to escape, but those who choose to turn around and flee will be pierced by the light of the sword faster to break the aura of body protection on their bodies, and then be strangled to pieces in the light of the knife.

"He's not a human! He's not a human! He's a god, a demon, a fairy, a living killer, a demon who blocks the way... He is everything, but he is definitely not a human. All of them! All of them! Kill him... ...Kill him!" Many people roared angrily in the crowd.

The pinnacle of fear is unreasonable anger.It's just that anger of this quality is nothing to Lin Xi now.

The clouds in Yunzhou are extraordinarily numerous and extraordinarily white.

At this time, the entire sky of Yunzhou, the floating clouds, seemed to have been dyed a dazzling blood color.

Under the thin light, the hazy cloud of blood reflects blood-like brilliance, stretching and romantically covering the vast and lonely land.

The smell of blood and stench are intertwined, and even the wind blowing from the Gele grassland cannot completely blow away these disgusting smells.

"Stop it! You have already won, and they have paid the price, so don't continue... You have to be forgiving and forgiving, do you really want to kill everyone here?" A bearded man Bai's old Taoist priest, riding a white crane, galloped over from a distance, looked at the devastation around him, and his voice was extremely distressed.

Meng Xinghe didn't stop, the wanton light of the knife whipped the already overwhelmed earth, cutting the ground and tearing everything apart.

Although Lin Xi had already calculated a lot.

He wants to become famous in the world within the rules, overshadow an era, and achieve the title of Immortal Emperor.

But there are always people who don't follow the rules.

Gathered such a large number of practitioners, trying to surround him with ant tactics.

Therefore, Meng Xinghe under Lin Xi's control must be ruthless, vicious and ruthless.Otherwise, it is not enough to make those who do not follow the rules feel pain and fear.

kill!
It was not Lin Xi's goal.

But his determination to kill must not be ignored.

"Okay! Taoist Han Tian, ​​are you ready...to take my knife?" Meng Xinghe pointed the knife at the old Taoist. He knew that the old Taoist in front of him was the mastermind behind this incident.

What he said at the moment was nice, and he was criticizing from a high moral point.

But for the recent tragedy, this old Taoist priest may be more responsible than Meng Xinghe.

Meng Xinghe, under Lin Xi's control, didn't want to argue. For him, a guy who was doomed to perish, whose name and body were destined to disappear in the flow of time, wasn't worth wasting too much talk. Those pointless arguments.

The expression on the old Taoist's face froze.

He didn't expect that the young man in front of him would directly challenge him without even showing any gesture of explanation or sophistry.

But looking at the hellish scene in front of him, would he dare to fight?

He dare not!
He was scared to death!
The older the world is, the less courageous he is. Taoist Han Tian, ​​who has lived for more than 1000 years, has not lived enough. He wants to live longer at all costs... longer.

"Junior! You have already gained such a great reputation, why are you still pestering me like this?"

"Old people don't rely on their muscles and bones. If the old Taoist is a few hundred years younger, he would be interested in competing with you. Now... let Zhu Zi become famous, so what's the matter?" Then I realized what it means to die at the limit.

Still not talking nonsense, Meng Xinghe's knife followed a magical trajectory like a ghostly axe, and slashed towards Taoist Han Tian.

What kind of knife technique, what kind of moves, here in Meng Xinghe, none of them exist.

Unlike a sword, a knife needs to have so many additional values ​​and meanings that are not originally weapons.

There is only one purpose of the knife... that is... to kill!

Sword intent is killing intent!
When the blade is raised, it is necessary to have the determination and ruthlessness to slaughter the world.

The knife is obviously not so fast that the trajectory cannot be seen, but it feels irresistible.It was as if his own body was actively colliding with the tip of the knife.

Taoist Han Tian was horrified by his own thoughts, but had no choice but to raise his magic weapon and reluctantly greet the past.

The icy snowflakes bloomed layer upon layer around him.

This is a very good magic weapon.

As soon as the wind blows, the northern kingdom ends here for thousands of miles, and frost flies for thousands of miles, every moment.

But... bells and whistles!
It's useless.

With a single strike, the northern kingdom collapsed, the ice and snow melted, and all the frost and cold were wiped out in the light of the sword that covered an era.

No one knows what Taoist Han Tian's last thought was.

Because his body and primordial spirit were all melted away by this knife, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, leaving no traces.

As for Meng Xinghe, he had another wonderful feeling.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable throbbing.

It was as if something was about to transcend the constraints of time and space, transcend years and destruction, land on him, and merge with him into a complete unity.

At this moment, he seemed to see a stalwart figure standing under a huge and vast Chaos God Tree. Every leaf of the God Tree was a bright and brilliant world.

And this figure is holding the root of the sacred tree, absorbing its origin.

　Thank you Yi Luo Qianqiu for the rewards!grateful!grateful!grateful!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)