People are in Douluo, Wuhun is a fallen angel

"Soul bone, head soul bone!"

Many fallen people exclaimed in shock, their eyes full of greed. Soul bones are already rare treasures, and the head soul bones are the second-ranked super treasure among the six gods. In the killing city, people like this can go crazy at any time. , where you have to keep drinking Huangquan Dew to stay awake, the soul bone on your head is the super treasure that ranks first among the six gods and makes everyone crazy.

From one pass to ten, and from ten to a hundred, countless degenerates in the killing city rushed towards the main square, hoping to grab this head soul bone, so that they would not have to rush around for Huang Quanlu all day long.

On the top of a house not far from the main square, Qian Renhan looked at the gathering of degenerates, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, "Come more, come more, let me use your corpses to completely Understand the realm of the third level of swordsmanship."

A year has passed and Qian Renhan has completed 75 hell killing fields. His hearing, eyesight, nerve reflexes, combat consciousness and sword skills have all been sublimated. Although he can only be stuck at 70 because he has no soul ring cultivation level. The level cannot be broken through, but if he does not use martial arts, he can kill five level 69 Qian Renhan who have not entered the killing city to experience. As for his title - Sword Demon!

As Qian Renhan's fame grew, fewer and fewer fallen people dared to sneak attack on him. Most of the fallen people almost ran away when they saw him, and he was too lazy to chase him, so apart from fighting in the Hell Killing Fields, During this time, his sword was not stained with blood.

In order to pursue the third level of swordsmanship, ten people fighting in the Hell Killing Fields could no longer satisfy him. Nine people were killed in a short time, and there was no time to comprehend. It felt like it was over before he had time to enjoy the enjoyment.

That's why Qian Renhan came up with this strategy. He threw the 50,000-year-old head soul bone out as bait to cause a riot in the Killing City. Then, while countless people in the Killing City were fighting for it, he pretended to be one of them and went on a killing spree. .

Such large-scale personal competition allows for random killings, which may even be more brutal than the killing fields of hell, in order to understand and break through the third level of swordsmanship.

This is the first, and there is also the second. In more than a year, Qian Renhan himself does not know how many people he has killed, but what is certain is that as he gains more murderous intent from killing, the more he becomes corrupted, the more murderous he becomes. The murderous aura that the angels sucked away from him was also increasing. His dark realm, which was originally dark without a trace of light, was gradually filled with a layer of scarlet and cold murderous aura, which was nine points black and one point red. This murderous aura seemed to be gradually changing with him. The fusion of the dark realm seems to be giving birth to a brand new realm.

But it hasn't taken shape yet. The main reason is that the murderous intent is not enough. The last way to obtain the murderous intent is of course to kill like crazy. The reasons for not being able to kill like crazy are already written above.

"Soul bone! Soul bone! Why is my soul bone floating in the sky, and why hasn't it fallen yet?" A fallen man with a muscular body and an extremely ferocious appearance stared at the shimmering head soul in mid-air. bone.

"Fuck you! That soul bone clearly belongs to me! If you dare to rob me, I will chop you up!" Another fallen person yelled from the side.

"Fuck you, are you looking for death? If you dare to speak to me like this, I will chop you up now!"

The sword slashed down, blood spattered, and the originally noisy group of fallen people started fighting in a small scale.

"Hey, my self-control ability is really poor, but although everyone is not here, it's almost the same. Let's let the killing feast begin."

Qian Renhan withdrew the fallen angel feathers dragging the head soul bone, and the head soul bone floated to the ground. In an instant, the entire square of the Killing City rioted, and everyone around rushed towards the head soul bone.

As soon as a fallen person grabbed the soul bone, a big knife cut off his arm. The soul bone fell into the hands of another fallen person, but that fallen person was also hacked to death quickly.

"The soul bone is mine!"

"be mine!"

"kill!"

Qian Renhan casually tied the long hair behind his head, grasped the long sword that was stained red with blood, and rushed into the massacre of the people, "Your life is mine!"

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword,

There were shouts of killing. Seen from a high place, there was killing everywhere. Everyone was an enemy except oneself. Corpses fell to the ground one after another. The corpses on the ground were not the most terrifying, only more terrifying. The organs contained in the human body were on the ground. They can be found almost everywhere, and the blood even dyes the entire square red.

Even the skinny people from the outer city of the Killing City came. They were not here to fight for soul bones, but to sneak away some corpses to see if they could squeeze some underworld dew to survive.

I don't know how much time has passed. The fallen people of the Killing City gathered here have forgotten what their original purpose of coming here was. Their eyes have been shrouded in murderous intent, and there is only one thought in their minds, which is to kill everyone in front of them.

Qian Renhan, who had always been neatly dressed, was stained red with blood. Even if the fallen angel spirit could take away the murderous intent he had accumulated at any time, his mind was almost shrouded in murderous intent. However, with the help of the fallen angel, he His mind was still very clear. Feeling the warm liquid constantly splashing on his body, the constant shouting of killing in his ears, and the pain in his body, his consciousness suddenly fell into another world.

There was nothing in this world, but soon Qian Renhan saw a figure in front of him wearing a bloody robe and long bloody hair. The figure was holding a bloody sword, and beside him were mountains of corpses, and blood Even gathered into a river of blood.

At this moment, Qian Renhan saw the bloody figure stretch out his left hand without holding the sword and wave it at him. There was no soul power fluctuation in that wave, but it was filled with murderous intent. Qian Renhan suddenly felt that his whole body was being struck by countless sharp edges. The blade penetrates.

"do you understand?"

An extremely familiar yet indifferent voice sounded, and the bloody figure turned around. Qian Renhan took a closer look, and saw that the bloody figure looked exactly like him. No, it should be said that it was him, and the handle in his hand The blood sword is stained with more blood, the sword he is fighting with, and the blood-colored posture is the appearance of countless people being killed and splashed with blood at this moment. This is Qian Renhan's inner world, that is, his state of mind.

The integration of human and sword means that the sword and the body become one, and the third level of kendo is the integration of the sword and the heart. The stronger the heart, the stronger the sword intention, and the sword intention that Qian Renhan understands is - kill!

Outside Qian Renhan opened his eyes fiercely, looked at the knives, swords, axes, etc. that were about to fall on him and smiled ferociously. He cut off the blood sword in his hand. Several people in front of him were cut in half, and the blood sword contained The sword swept across, and more than thirty people in front fell down, with blood splattering everywhere.

Qian Renhan's surroundings suddenly became much wider.

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