The swordsman who started from one man

Chapter 111 Asura Blood Sea

After excitedly clicking the upgradeable item, Li Zhe suddenly felt that he was dragged into a space.

The space as a whole is dark red, and the sky is like a layer of red ink that has not been lightened by a painter.

But the ground was sticky, and the pungent smell made Li Zhe frowned slightly.

Li Zhe looked down, only to realize that what he was stepping on was blood so thick that it had already become a slurry.

Li Zhe resisted the visual shock, looked up, and at the end of his field of vision, there was a silver full moon that was out of place with the surroundings.

Under the full moon, a three-headed and six-armed figure leaned on a knife, half-kneeling on the corpses piled up at his feet, looked at the full moon above his head, stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but the water flowed from between his fingers. The fresh blood left him stunned.

Li Zhe looked at the other party, and he seemed to be able to feel the suffocating killing intent emanating from the other party... and the endless madness...

tick...

The blood in the figure's hands dripped into the blood river on the ground, and there was a crisp sound, like the sound of youth blooming at the moment of life's shattering, charming and dangerous.

"Killed a lot of people..."

The figure didn't look at Li Zhe, but just muttered there.

Almost obsessively looking at the full moon there.

"Killed a lot of people, good people...bad people...men...women...why should I kill them?"

The figure seemed to be questioned by himself, and he lowered his head in distressed thinking. Suddenly, he turned his head to one side, eyes filled with dim red light, and stared at Li Zhe.

"do you know?"

Those cold and emotionless words turned into a sound wave, like a peerless knife, and slashed straight at Li Zhe!

Li Zhe's whole body tensed up, and his own Asura Saber appeared in his hand.

In a hurry, he swung his knife horizontally.

The sound wave slashed directly on the blade, but Li Zhe was still sent flying dozens of steps, half kneeling on the ground.

Li Zhe raised his head in horror and looked at the figure. A hideous knife mark on his chest was glaring and conspicuous.

That move just now... He must have guarded against it...

"You also use a knife...then have you ever killed someone?" The figure looked at Li Zhe holding the knife, his eyes flickered, and he asked inexplicably.

"... killed..."

"who?"

"The person I want to kill..."

"Why do you want to kill someone?"

"...a person with bad intentions."

"No." The figure directly vetoed Li Zhe's answer, and then waved his hand, and an invisible saber energy flew out. This time, Li Zhe didn't even have time to block it, and his arm was cut off.

Li Zhe let out a muffled groan, looked at the cut where there was no blood, then looked at the figure, his eyes darkened slightly.

"Say more."

"The person who offended me."

"wrong!"

Another slash of saber energy directly broke one of Li Zhe's legs.

Li Zhe immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground. Although he didn't bleed, the pain was actually affecting him, making his face pale from the pain, but he didn't scream out.

"Say more."

"I said you bastard!"

This time, there seemed to be a flash of light in that figure's eyes, and then another saber energy swung out, cutting off Li Zhe's remaining leg and arm.

"Say more."

"...Kill you!! I want to kill...you!!!" Li Zhe's eyes began to turn red, and he roared hysterically.

Seeing this, the figure laughed nervously, and then, the blood on the ground began to seep into Li Zhe's body, directly turning into Li Zhe's severed limbs.

After Li Zhe stood up, another slender blade made of blood condensed on the ground, as if the handle and the blade were one body.

Li Zhe held the blade, and he didn't know why, but he always felt that there was a madness growing in his heart, and he couldn't control his thoughts of wanting to kill.

He only felt a voice crazily sounding in his mind: kill!kill!kill him!

He could no longer judge what was wrong with him, he only knew that when he held the knife, an unprecedented sense of familiarity spread throughout his body.

A trace of white air spewed out of his mouth, because this is a fictional space, and Li Zhe's fighting instinct allowed him to directly open the Eight Gates of Dunjia and one sword Shura.

White air and blue steam all over his body were entangled with each other, and the muscles on his arms bulged fiercely like a coiled dragon.

The slender blade made Li Zhe lift it directly to the top of his head, aimed at the figure in front of him, and swung it fiercely.

The next moment, Li Zhe's figure appeared directly in front of that figure, and the blade had already been swung out. With this knife, Li Zhe ran straight to take the opponent's life!

But the figure just raised his hand, stretched out his finger lightly, flicked slightly, and flicked the knife that Li Zhe swung with all his strength off the track.

Slash directly!

"How is it? The feeling of being controlled by killing!" The figure said lightly, and then directly punched Li Zhe on the ground.

Li Zhe's eyes were bulging, and the gas on his body was blown away by the opponent's punch. He lay on the ground, looking at the figure, his pupils began to be filled with blood red.

The killing intent on his body became more and more boiling and intense.

"If you kill someone, you have to kill, otherwise don't try to kill." The figure seemed to be a little emotional and murmured.

Every time he uttered a word, Li Zhe felt a stronger and stronger coercion exerted on him.

In the end, that coercion directly suppressed all the killing intent on Li Zhe.

The figure glanced at Li Zhe, and then looked at the moon above his head: "When concentrating the killing intent, remember to abide by your heart. Killing and moonlight each take half."

After finishing speaking, the figure began to slowly disintegrate.

Li Zhe got up from the ground, felt the pain in his body, and raised his head to look at the figure that was about to collapse.

The figure looked at Li Zhe, and said the last words: "I am Shura, but I never wanted to be cut by a woman's sword. I remember that she wanted to become a god... If there is a chance in the future... remember to cut her for me ..."

"If I think right, the bitch who killed you is my boss." Li Zhe looked at the figure that was about to disappear completely, and said lightly with a sunny boyish smile.

The figure seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and when it was about to disappear completely, Li Zhe vaguely heard a word.

fuck...

comfortable.

Li Zhe was fascinated by his eyes comfortably, feeling the messages appearing in his mind one after another, and couldn't help sighing: "As expected, I am really a caring boy with sunshine."

There was a crackling sound, and the space began to shatter.

The mountain of bloody corpses turned into streaks of red light, which began to gather towards Li Zhe.

"Sura Saber Intent, condensed killing intent, will cut every enemy, fight with life!"

The sixteen characters were engraved in Li Zhe's mind, and it took a long while for Li Zhe to recover from the sense of killing brought by these sixteen characters.

Opening his eyes, he didn't know what to say...

(End of this chapter)