Chapter 222 Gorgeous killing, dancing alone

When a person walked into the quiet forest, Xingchen breathed calmly and his martial arts sense increased. His originally soft eyes now became as sharp as an eagle's eyes, slowly releasing true energy spread two feet outside his body. This distance can ensure that Xingchen reacts as soon as he encounters a sneak attack. Looking down at his watch, Xingchen has been walking for nearly five minutes and his position has completely entered the mountain, because the mountain itself is not very big.

"A killing game? Poseidon, do you think you are the emperor of ancient Rome? Watching the gladiators kill each other to satisfy your perverted fun." Xingchen snorted coldly, stood in place and lucked in his chest and abdomen, shouting "Come out!"

‘Big Dragon Style, Sound Wave Power – Dragon Roar!’ The roaring sound is thousands of miles away! The one who hears it lands!

Swish, swish, a few shadows flew over Xingchen's head, but how could they hide the superb martial arts star. Slap a pine tree next to it hard, Xingchen grabbed a handful of pine cones and threw it out into the void, "The hidden weapon of the ancient martial arts - the rain of flowers in the sky!" Xingchen's hand seemed to be extremely elegant, but in fact, the energy filled all the pine cones. Superman's martial arts sense and momentum had already locked in these fighters who were squatting on the tree waiting for an opportunity to attack, and the pine cones hit them in the slightest.

‘Buzz!’ The sound of breaking through the air came. Several second-rate fighters were hit by Xingchen’s pine cones just when they wanted to escape. For a moment, blood rain fell from Xingchen’s head, and five or six corpses fell from the tree. Xingchen smiled coldly, checked the number of people and continued to walk forward leisurely, and checked whether there were lurking fighters around.

There is a three-story villa in the farm in the suburbs of Wales. Now Poseidon is here. In the living room, while drinking Munich's dark beer, he looked at the dense green dots on the screen with sneeringly, and said to Luo Fei, who was tied up by a rope, "Did you see these green dots? Thirty masters, I can't do this kid can come out without any damage. Even if he comes out alive and doesn't die, he will have half his life left. I see what he can do to save you! Hahaha!"

"Hmph, you are indeed a representative figure of despicable, shameless and vulgarity!" Luo Fei looked at Poseidon and said with disdain, "You can't be called a master with just a few inexperienced people. It will take less than half an hour for Brother Xing to deal with them!"

"It doesn't matter, you can just talk to me now. In a while, your brother Xing came here and was the time when you brothers went to hell, hahaha!" At this moment, the green dots on the screen suddenly began to disappear, six of them disappeared at first, and ten more disappeared in the next five minutes, which means that half of the people had already failed in twenty minutes, and the stars were still alive!

"Is this impossible?" Poseidon gritted his teeth and shouted in disbelief at the screen, "How could he kill so many people so quickly in the mountains? Witt, aren't these thirty people all good at fighting in the wild?" Poseidon looked at Witt angrily and questioned his subordinates loudly.

"Second Young Master, although they are good at fighting in the wild, this kid is much more powerful than them. Such sacrifice is inevitable. The key is that the role of thirty of them is to consume his physical strength and in the end it can hurt him!" Witt bowed and explained, "The next second level is our real killer move!"

"Well, what you said makes sense!" Poseidon nodded, "Are the Sea God Guard ready?"

"Yes, young master, as long as he comes, we will kill him here!" Witt looked at Poseidon with confidence and seriousness.

"Very good, go down and prepare! This kid will definitely be back!"

"yes!"

At 11:23, Xingchen sighed softly after breaking the neck of a fighter who tried to shoot him with a poisonous boomerang. This was the nineteenth person. It took him only twenty-three minutes to kill the nineteen people. The huge gap in strength was here. Every time he killed someone, Xingchen's anger towards Poseidon was one point. In Poseidon's eyes, these fighters were all his toys, for this crazy guy to have fun. Xingchen didn't want to kill them, but if he didn't kill them, he would die. In Poseidon's eyes, they were all clowns, a group of clowns who made various "anticipated" for money!

Just as Xingchen was thinking, a black needle stabbed him silently, silently. When the fighter thought he had succeeded, Xingchen turned around and kicked him directly at his neck, like lightning. "Gaba!" The black needle suddenly stopped when it was ten centimeters away from Xingchen, because the person holding the black needle had already been kicked to pieces by Xingchen!

"It's the 20th!" Xingchen said lightly, then raised his head and shouted, "Come out of all those hidden, don't let me struggle to find you one by one!"

"Hehe! Not bad! Just look at you and you are worth this million US dollars!" A cold laugh came, and then a figure appeared behind a big tree diagonally opposite the stars, followed by a second, third... until the tenth one.

"Ten people, well, it's all here, so I'll save you my money!" Seeing the ten people standing opposite him, Xingchen smiled slightly, "Are you ready to die? Are you any last words for me to convey?"

"Hahahaha! I'm not listening to jokes!" The cold and cold man in the head suddenly pointed at Xingchen and laughed. "Do you think you are very powerful if you kill twenty second-rate fighters? Faced with us first-rate fighters, they are nothing, at best they are our cannon fodder! Their greed destined them to end! And ten of us are different, we are a team, a whole, and... we are all first-rate fighters!" After saying that, the man in the head began to release his momentum, and the personal companions behind him were not willing to be outdone and released their momentum. The momentum of the ten people turned into a wave of rushing towards the stars.

"Well, it's very good. The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole behind you! You are very smart!" Forced by the powerful aura of ten people, Xingchen was still standing there, not even the corners of his clothes trembled. He raised his head and looked at the cold light in his eyes of the ten people opposite him. "But you said something wrong, you are also greedy! So go to die!" Before he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot. The next moment, Xingchen had appeared in front of the cold man, and then punched his head without hesitation.

‘Ancient Martial Arts: Boxing - Mother-Sword!’ The right fist blew the cold man’s head. The cold man immediately felt his scalp numb, and he used all his strength to block his head tightly with his arms. Xingchen smiled disdainfully. Can you guess Chinese martial arts?

The son-child sword and the son-child sword are hidden in the mother sword, which is also a real killer move! Xingchen's boxing technique "son-child sword" is the same principle. The first punch is equivalent to the mother sword and it is just a virtual move, while the real killer move is in the second punch, the son-child sword!

A soft shout of "Broken" was heard from the corner of his mouth! A punch hit the heart of Yingleng Man. The cold man never made any sound again, because a big hole was blown out by Xingchen's punch! The blood flowed continuously, and at this moment, the chest was stained with snow, and there was no breath!

"Hmph, this little skill is like asking for 100 million US dollars?" Xingchen looked at him lazyly, and threw away his body casually as if he threw a garbage bag.

"Chief!" Jiu*** behind him shouted, looking at a hole in his chest and the cold man gritted his teeth in anger. He wanted to swallow Xingchen alive immediately! Xingchen Wuyan's eyes just stretched out his hand and hooked at them, "You boss is waiting for you below, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

"Kill!" Someone shouted, and nine people quickly surrounded Xingchen quickly and showed the weapons. The ones without weapons clenched their fists. Everyone stared at Xingchen with their eyes and decided to give this kid a fatal blow together!

Seeing himself surrounded by the center, a set of martial arts suddenly appeared in Xingchen's mind in the blink of an eye and it was deeply imprinted in his mind. Xingchen knew that it must have been what he had before, otherwise how could he be so friendly and familiar? He raised his hand and slashed the void. The true qi blade condensed out of thin air and flew out and cut off a branch of one and a half meters long. After breaking the fork off, Xingchen used the branch as a sword. The tip of the sword pointed gently, ""Break the Array", look at the sword with a light in the drunken light!" As soon as he finished speaking, the two fighters in front felt a sword light stab at him, and they didn't even have the chance to dodge. They watched the dazzling sword light penetrate their bodies. The next moment they had lost their lives.

The few fighting men behind Xingchen were even more shocked, because when Xingchen recited the first line of poetry, they found that the stars at this moment became blurry, sometimes disappearing and sometimes flashing, and they were as clear as fog, but you could not catch them. What kind of sword skills is this? Several fighting men shouted in fear.

Xingchen didn't have time to explain to them. After stabbing two frontal fighters with one sword, the branch immediately grabbed the back, and turned his arch and tweaked the branches to the two fighters next to him. "Dream back to the horn-blowing camp!" One sentence once again took away the lives of the two fighters.

Immediately afterwards, "There are 800 miles of fire under the command, and the sound of fifty strings is heard outside the border, and the soldiers are drawn on the battlefield!" Two fighters on the other side also died.

"Run!" Faced with such powerful sword skills, the last three fighters turned around without hesitation and ran backward at the fastest speed. But can they run?

"The horse made Lu Feiqiu, and the bow is as fast as a thunderbolt string." Xingchen shouted softly and stood in front of the three of them in an instant. The branches were like a snake spitting out the core, quickly and accurately stabbing the throats of the three of them. "Resolve the affairs of the king and win the reputation of their lives."

The three fighters only felt a pain in their necks, and then they had difficulty breathing. The blood in their necks kept gushing out like a blowout. At this point, all the remaining ten fighters were killed, and the stars were not damaged at all!

"Oh, poor white happened!" Xingchen chanted the last sentence, and the nine standing fighters were suddenly covered in blood as soon as they finished their words, and they fell to the ground together, ending their lives!

Gorgeous swordsmanship, gorgeous killing, gorgeous dance alone!
Chapter completed!