Chapter 68: The Evil Young Master

Style: Fantasy Author: XiaoyaochenWords: 1122Update Time: 24/01/18 17:20:15
As soon as he stepped inside, the surrounding scene changed rapidly, and he entered a purgatory.

The terrifying murderous intent filled the place like a tide, covering the surrounding area with a layer of frost. The night owl's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, making people's scalp numb and stay in place.

Countless sword energy criss-crossed, like countless venomous snakes crawling on Xiao Chen's body, causing pain like needle pricks. Xiao Chen was overjoyed, and immediately stopped lazily, sitting cross-legged on the ground, refining his thoughts.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Chen's smile gradually changed. These sword auras were extremely domineering and filled with monstrous murderous intent. Xiao Chen's expression was solemn. He had never refined such a violent and crazy sword aura.

The sea of ​​​​consciousness fell into darkness. It seemed that he saw a little light in the deepest part of the darkness. Someone was waving to him. The figure was blurry. Although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, giving him a sinister look. a feeling of.

The strong murderous intention rushed over like a substance, and his whole body seemed to turn into a long sword, ready to be used. Xiao Chen had the illusion that he was trapped in the water, and he couldn't breathe no matter how hard he struggled.

I wiped, and Xiao Chen's expression became a little more serious. The evil man in red gave a sly smile, which made Xiao Chen feel so close to death for the first time. He immediately sat upright and suddenly woke up from the sea of ​​consciousness, breathing heavily. Angry and sweating profusely, Xiao Chen cursed.

The figure in my mind is always lingering, such deep resentment.

Xiao Chen's face was full of anger, he pretended to have a fierce expression and shouted, "I'm warning you not to come over!"

Suddenly, the soles of my feet were cold, and I felt that my soles were empty. A pair of cold hands grabbed Xiao Chen's ankles like iron pliers. His whole body was falling rapidly, as if he was falling into an abyss. Everything he saw was darkness. It made people feel fear unconsciously. Xiao Chen hugged Yuan Shouyi, his mind was as calm as water, and he allowed his body to sink naturally.

Step by step, two steps, and three steps, the consciousness gradually fell into darkness. When I woke up, I looked at the gray sky, which was depressing, as if there was a terrifying existence sleeping here.

Xiao Chen stood up and looked at the hellish murderous intent rising into the sky. Is this purgatory?

An extreme killing intent rushed down like a waterfall. Xiao Chen stood on the spot, a trace of blood spreading from his forehead to his feet.

This pain exists mentally, but the physical body gradually returns to clarity.

Xiao Chen felt like he was being led into hell by the extreme killing intent in his mind, and he couldn't resist at all in front of this sword.

Killing Sword Intent! Xiao Chen was in shock, the speed was so fast that even he couldn't see clearly.

"Thank you, senior!"

Xiao Chen was overjoyed. As long as he refined and comprehended the remaining sword intention in his body, he would have one more trump card in the future.

During this month of refining, Xiao Chen felt that his spirit had died countless times. At the last moment, Xiao Chen had a strange dream. Fortunately, he woke up from the dream, otherwise he didn't know how long he would have to sleep. The killing inside his body The sword intention was also completely controlled by him.

In this murderous sword intent, there remains part of the memory of the former master, the evil master, a terrifying existence from ten thousand years ago, who practiced to kill people.

Countless cultivators died in his hands, but only Xiao Chen knew that he actually didn't want to do this, and was forced to become a demon in the world.

He was lonely since he was a child, lost his parents, and embarked on a road of no return, fighting only for revenge. At the moment of his death, he looked back on his tragic life, and the memories flowed like a book like a long river of time. After that, he understood the ultimate killing intention into killing sword intention.

Xiao Chen was extremely ecstatic in his heart. This was equivalent to this senior integrating all his swordsmanship experience into his sword intention. With one sword strike, who could compete with him!