bite!

【Killing Intention Thousand Hands Futu】+1

Current level: 10th level (19/20)

bite!

【Killing Intention Thousand Hands Futu】+1

Current level: eleventh level, Guanshi LV1.

Xia Ji suddenly felt a strange feeling arise from the bottom of his heart.

What arises is a small thought in my heart.

That's killing intention.

This strange murderous intention was like a catfish rushing into my heart, making me suddenly realize that there were countless refuted thoughts in my heart.

These thoughts never appeared on weekdays, but now they are clear and clear for a moment, and then disappear immediately.

The murderous intention is slowly wrapped in peace.

Xia Ji couldn't help but put his hands together, closed his eyes, and his whole body showed incomparable tranquility.

Then, he felt that he was free from his physical restraint and overlooked this small area.

He felt that he could control many objects in this world at the same time with just one thought, turning them into hidden weapons for killing people.

This effect still seems to overlap with the embroidery barrier.

only...

The embroidery barrier can only manipulate one force at a time and go in one direction.

However, this Guanshi can control many forces at the same time and go in many directions.

Once this "Abstention" is activated, the consumption of mental power, mental power and true energy is extremely huge. Following the embroidery barrier, if it were the true energy of ordinary top experts, they would probably be exhausted at most, and any child could come up to kill the exhausted master.

Xia Ji probably understood.

And at this moment, he suddenly realized that the target had stopped.

Zhulong did not follow the carriage anymore.

Xia Ji used his talent to test it for several times and found that Zhulong had really stopped.

He was fixed somewhere, as if he was waiting quietly.

What did he do this month?

Xia Ji is not worried...

Because of this period of open and secret struggle, he had already understood the power of Zhulong.

Very strong, but not his opponent.

Maybe he called some people to come, and he really looked down on him a little.

The king dares not to be ashamed of the king, so he looks forward to it. What is it?

Perhaps, when he was using him to improve his skills, he was also using himself to sharpen his skills. After all, every time he made a move, Xia Ji felt that the opponent's hidden weapon technique was rapidly improving, which was obviously a monster's talent.

But, no matter what, he stopped.

Xia Ji smiled.

He also stopped and landed in the pine forest. The soil was soft and the bright moon was bright.

These days, he has not been idle. Apart from rushing to travel, he has already drawn a lot of talismans.

I touched the gray-gold robe, and there were talismans...

Take a few deep breaths and the wind at night is very fresh.

A golden flame seemed to flash in the air, and then disappeared without a trace...

Step by step...

Outside the valley, there is a afterimage, like wind and lightning.

There was someone waiting for him in the valley.

At this time, there is no need to use any conspiracy or layout.

conspiracy?

layout?

But no strong man will escape the real one-on-one.

This is the moment when the king is against the king.

It is a moment when no one can escape.

Candle Dragon won't.

Neither Xia Ji will.

Otherwise, they would not be worthy of reaching a higher level.

This is the path of loneliness.

The mountain stands thousands of feet high, piercing the sky, casting two straight sword shadows on the moon-bright earth.

Xia Ji walked in from the gate in the center of the sword shadow.

He stood in front of the door and looked into the distance.

In the distance, there is a circular canyon without an exit. There are various huge rocks in the middle of the canyon. Black shadows are squatting on the huge rocks, sitting around each other, as if discussing something.

The moment Xia Ji walked in, all the black shadows stopped whispering, and turned their heads and stared at them.

One of the black shadows said, "Hello, Emperor Yan."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Hello, Tang Zhu."

The two seemed to be old friends, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and were about to reminisce about the past.

Zhulong was stunned when he heard the word "Tang Zhu" and then burst into laughter.

Then another black shadow asked, "Where is the horse's face?"

Xia Ji said: "He didn't come."

Tang Zhu said: "You are a beauty, why did you follow the demon queen? Do you feel guilty?"

Xia Ji said: "There will be holes after wearing clothes for a long time. This hole will not be repaired, but I want to tear it even bigger. In the current situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty, do you have a clear conscience under the banner of serving the country and the people?"

Whoosh swosh swosh!!!

Dozens of shadows suddenly returned to one of them.

That was the real Tang Zhu. He sat under the moonlight and looked down at the person who came and said, "Do you really know if Xia Ning is a demon? Is a person like Xia Ji really worthy of your protection?"

Xia Ji:???

He glanced at the stone where Tang Zhu sat.

Tang Zhu glanced at him and said lightly: "Sorry, I thought the horse face was there. After all, he has been taking action these days, so I called another person.

Otherwise... let's wait.

You go and call Mammon, and when he comes, we will be two to two."

People who are very well-designed on weekdays are now like sincere gentlemen, and they don’t even want to get any advantage of their opponents.

It doesn't matter if you use murder without blinking, despicable and shameless, and you can do whatever you want.

But at this moment...

It's really possible to face it.

But I just want to be one-on-one.

Because they seek not only victory or defeat, but one-on-one victory or defeat. Otherwise, their state of mind will be difficult to improve, and the end of the state, all efforts will be in vain. Why bother? Why?

Zhulong even blamed Emperor Yan Luo in front of him, "You should call Ma Ming to come together."

He looked at the sky, "Midnight is not here yet, we still have time."

But the Emperor Yan Luo in front of him, in a gray and gold robe, did not return.

He stood at the entrance of the canyon.

He said lightly: "Tang Zhu, come together."

"Does it humiliate me?"

"No..."

"Then why do we have to two-on-one?"

A gentle laugh came from the mysterious and gloomy Emperor Yan.
To be continued...