Vol 5 Chapter 294: Blood killing konjac

Chu Jingtian stunned the sky, violently turned around, and then no matter what other thoughts. The hundred swords and shadows disappeared in an instant without a trace, and the sword drew a blue arc and flew back into the scabbard behind him.
Chu Jingtian hurried to the edge of the cliff, just approaching, a black figure rushed from his eyes, turned over his body and fell behind him. It was... the cold cliff that fell into the lake after being seriously injured by Yan Zheng!
The appearance of the cold cliff made the atmosphere of the scene suddenly and strangely condensed. Even the wind seemed to be a lot colder. The eyes that were filled with surprises turned into horror.
Chu Jingtian didn't have the heart to detect the sudden change of the atmosphere. He turned around and ran to the cold cliff. The excitement didn't jump up: "Ice face, it turns out that you are fine, it's so good! I thought... I thought ...ah! What's wrong with your eyes... your eyes!"
It seems that he was awakened by the eyes of Leng Ya at this time. He finally realized the change of the atmosphere. The person closest to the cold cliff began to clearly feel the coldness of the cold bone marrow, which made him have a retreat. He is getting more and more impulsive.
The cold cliff is soaked, and the head, mouth, and chest are stained with blood that has not been washed away in the water. And his eyes... that can't be called the eye, at least, it can't be the human eye, and the beast... there won't be such a terrible eye... They would rather believe that this is the devil's eyes.
There is no pupil, no white eyes, only one blood red color in the eyes, no other, two blood releases the blood of the demon... There is also a taste that makes people want to vomit.
"...you...what is your eye..." Chu Jingtian felt his teeth tremble involuntarily, and the voice shivered.
"Give him to me..." The cold cliff face is expressionless, the eyes staring at the stunned Yan Zheng, the broken wind blade held by the right hand releases the flashing green light, a drop of The icy water droplets are drawn along the blade to the tip of the blade and fall to the ground.
"Ah... good." Chu Jingtian almost nodded subconsciously, and quickly stepped back in the suspicion. He knew the nature of the cold cliff. He said in such a tone that he did not dare not obey his meaning. At this time, the cold cliff gave him a heavy pressure that he had never had before.
"Blood kills the konjac!" In the faint wind, finally someone shouted a name that swayed in their hearts with a low voice, and affirmed the terrible guess in their hearts.
The eyes... the name that is scary... a disaster is already inevitable. Not him, it is someone else,
Chu Jingtian returned to Yan Tianwei, and they still did not return from the huge surprise. Hearing the voice coming from his ear, he said to himself: "Blood killing konjac? What is it?"
"Blood killing konjac is the eyes of a pair of demons. These eyes first appeared three thousand years ago, creating a murderous madman who dare not touch. Seven hundred years ago, there was another konjac. People, the same is blood-stained." Looking at the silhouette of the cold cliff, Yan Denghong frowned.
"This... Isn't the ice face him... No, his eyes are not like this. It used to be like this." Chu Jingtian shook his head unbelievably, and his heart was filled with complicated surprises.
"This blood will only appear when a person's murderousness expands to a certain degree. It is usually no different from the eyes of an ordinary person, but because of the existence of this bloody, he will inadvertently release the number. More than ordinary people's murderous. No matter how bloodthirsty ordinary people, there will be a near-instinctive rejection of murder, and those who have blood-killing konjac seem to be born for killing, even if they kill for the first time, they will not Feeling discomfort and fear. Once this blood-killing konjac appears under stimuli, it must be the most prosperous moment of his murderous heart, and only killing people, his murderous will fade, and these eyes will disappear. When the blood kills the konjac... It is also his strongest moment! God blocks the killing of the gods, and the Buddha blocks the Buddha!"
Chu Jingtian: "!!"
Yan Guanghong’s eyes glanced inadvertently and whispered:
The master is really a god, his eyes are really to kill the konjac.

"Master? Ye Laodi, he knew it?"
"No," Yan Denghong shook his head: "The owner just guessed. Because a person's talent is born, the breath can also be born, but a person's murder is generally impossible to be born. When the owner first met the cold cliff, he was still very shallow, and he was very immature in all aspects. Before that, there should be no enemy with great hatred. Although he hated his father, he would not kill his father. But his murderous weight, but far beyond his strength, which makes the owner has been very confused. Later, the owner occasionally heard the legend of blood killing konjac, has been doubting and paying attention. Master's magic, Sure enough, everyone can do it. The arrogant cold cliff was defeated by Yan Zheng, and he took the heavy hand to beat him to the cliff. He wanted to put him to death, let him provoke endless anger and kill in the humiliation. I have...this really happened to kill the konjac!"
"This should be one of the reasons why the master does not let us intervene in any way. Although the cold cliff is strong, but the positive confrontation has no advantage, but at this magical gathering of the masters, his over-exaggeration will instead He was jealous and squatted... everything was not inconsistent with what the owner had expected. The master said a long time ago that his murderousness and his talents are destined to become a terrible killing in the future. It’s not bad.
Yan Tianwei said his words.
"A person who can be recognized by the master will be simple." Yan bowuo exclaimed, and looked at the camera with a look of surprise, and turned his eyes back to the cold cliff. The murderousness of the monk is enough to make the people of the stone cold. He also knows today that the murderousness of the original people can be so terrible. Although this is only the momentum released by killing the heart, he is extremely convinced that only this momentum is enough to kill.
The killing of the konjac opened, so that dozens of hearts began to violently beat. Even the clouds of the sky are chaotic dances, and gradually, they have become a sly devil's face, and they are terrible.
The scorpion only locked one person, so that the heart and eyes of the Emperor of the Northern Emperor, who had never known the fear of life, were madly twitching and shrinking, as if they were bitten and swallowed by the terrible demons.
"Little master, this person..."
"Standing on it."
"Don't we look at the elders..."
"You mean, the elder will die under the man's hand?" Yan Xi Yan asked.
"Not bad... In the legend, once you kill the konjac, you will die, not that he is dead, that is, that others are dead. The elder is now being hit hard, and that person...the Lord, from his murderousness, you It should be felt how terrible he is now! He is two people who are completely different. The elders are not likely to be his opponents even in the heyday."
Yan Xi's brows are getting tighter and tighter, and they are locked together. Yan is under the heavy hand to destroy the cold cliff, just in line with his mind. But never thought that he returned with the momentum that made him feel cold and fearful, and the twinkling eyes of the eyes were like the eyes of the devil. If everything is as true as they say... then today’s inflammation is inevitable. Yan Zheng first puts the first hand first. At this time, if they surrender or they take out, the "perfect image" that Beidi Zong has always exposed on the surface will be greatly damaged. His father was devastated, and all the people of the Northern Emperor Sect would not allow it.
"Today, it is really worthwhile. The Tianchen Magic Wu Conference is much more interesting than I thought. In these years, I always thought that the world master is just like this. I didn't expect it... I was too sitting in the sky. I don't know if my father knew this. I will not regret not coming." Yan Xiyu said slowly.
"Less master, this is not the case. The man named Leng Ya and the descendant of the sword god, even the old man is only seen in his life. If there is another one in the big Tianchen continent, I don’t know how many years later. Care."
Yan Xizhen was not open. He had always believed that the younger generation had no water in addition to the South Emperor Sect. No one could compare with him. Today, the shock of Chu Jingtian and Lengya brings him shock. In the almost condensed air, his mouth slowly overflowed with four words: "No hands!"
In the surrounding world, quiet and terrible, cold and oppressive atmosphere, it is so difficult to speak. Yan is slowly standing up from the ground, and Zhou has been constantly spreading the pain that he can barely bear. He hoarsely said: "The old man just wants to hurt your life, you must now want to smash the old man's body... I didn't expect that the old man inadvertently awakened a pair of legendary blood-killing konjac, seven hundred years ago, that The demon who also has the blood to kill the konjac will be wounded by the lord of the Northern Emperor Sect at the lower level of the heavenly level. He can die under the blood of the konjac, and the old man is not dead!"
His remarks mean that even if he dies, he will not escape from the cold cliff. The dignity of the Northern Emperor Sect is far greater than his life. It is possible to let a heavenly master not have a battle and already have the consciousness of death. It can be seen that in the face of this blood-killing konjac, the smell of death he smells is so strong. However, he should have never thought of it before, and he will encounter this at the Tianchen Magic Wu Conference. There is nothing wrong with the world.
Hey! ! !
Without warning, the cold hand's right hand slammed up, and the wind blade emptied out of a line like a meteor across the fleeting green light. A scream rang in the ear and pierced the heart, giving everyone a sense of horror that was castrated in the heart.
The original right hand of the cold cliff has been raised in the air, and from the position where he started to the position where he stopped, they vaguely saw a slightly invisible line, as if... the space was cut by a crack .
"It's so strong... It's not a killing konjac!" Yan Tianwei shouted out loudly, his face again showing amazement.
"Really, this time, so fast!" Yan Gongluo also followed.
"No, not fast... that is Zheng, he is already dead." Yan Guanghong said in a cold voice that he would let Yin Bowuo live. What is the result of the horrible knife of the cold cliff? Among the top ten strong people in the mainland, only the ones, Yan Xiaoping, Yan Tianwei, and Yan Bian are only transparent. Others will only marvel at the emptiness of the cold cliff and the amazing tearing force, not knowing...
Working in the daytime, the code at night, although tired, but very satisfied with this feeling. After getting the news that my mother was terminally ill today, my heart became very heavy and tired. Sitting in front of the computer for a long time, my heart is stunned, a word can't be coded. I just want to say that if the quality of the text declines in the next period of time, I would like to ask everyone to forgive me for adjusting in the shortest possible time.
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