The tearing wind blew in the distance with a thick smell of blood. A lurking and muscular cheetah caught it, quickly emerged from the grass, and rushed towards the source of the smell.

Soon! Soon!

As fast as lightning, the cheetah sprinted forward. Soon its eyes lit up. From moving to close, it stopped suddenly and abruptly, and then slowly and silently arrived at the source of the blood smell.

Just ahead.

The originally green and lush grassland was now shrouded in dark red.

On top of it, mutilated corpses were placed in a mess. The pale dead faces that looked either desperate, painful, or longing were as if they were facing hell, and the sight of them made one's heart palpitate.

The cheetah just looked greedily at the many delicious blood foods on the ground, and then focused on the only living person on the field.

At this time, the man was slowly pulling out a dark red spear from the other man's chest.

The cheetah did not miss this God-given opportunity and quietly approached from behind the living person.

When it reached the optimal attack distance, its eyes flashed fiercely, it jumped up, opened its sword-like claws and pointed directly at the back of the living person's neck.

No one doubted how ferocious this blow was. The eyes of the prey were already looking forward to the delicious taste of flesh and blood pouring into their mouths like a sweet spring.

But at this moment, the man moved!

It's like a continuous picture suddenly freezes, jumping several frames at once.

Cheetah couldn't even believe his eyes. The living person who had turned his back to him before turned to face him without even taking a breath.

However, it was too late to be surprised anymore, because at this time, the man's eyes happened to meet its own.

What a pair of eyes those are!

It seems like there is endless killing inside.

The first time the cheetahs looked at each other, they felt their minds being dragged into it uncontrollably, as if they were in an endless Shura field, with endless swords and bloody rain attacking it.

Soon I couldn't hold it any longer.

Immediately afterwards, all kinds of extremely cruel punishments were displayed on it one by one. Even though it knew it was an illusion, the cheetah still felt as if he were there in person. In just a short moment, it felt as if he had experienced endless reincarnations.

At the end, the cheetah that really existed in the outside world suddenly trembled, and its pair of ferocious and eager beast eyes instantly dispersed. Before the whole body could pounce, it fell to the ground with a "plop" like a dead stone, and there was no more sound.

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One glance and the chance of life is destroyed.

And this person is none other than Shang Qingmei.

The wind howled, causing her long black hair to fly wantonly in the air.

Shang Qingmei smoothed the messy hair in front of her forehead, revealing her pair of eyes that looked plain but were actually extremely dangerous.

Also shown was her still white face, and a ferocious scar on the right side from the corner of her eyebrow to her chin.

Just a little bit, the wound was about to touch her right eye.

You must know that a warrior's scars can heal as before without leaving any trace. But once the eyes are damaged, they are truly irrecoverable.

One can imagine the danger Shang Qingmei encountered back then.

Just like a crack suddenly appeared in the most perfect work of art, although it makes people feel regretful and sad, it also adds a bit of wildness and heroic spirit to Shang Qingmei today.

It is different from the miserable appearance of the person being hunted.

If you look at Shang Qingmei's appearance at this time, you will find that except for the stains that cannot be washed away, she is even cleaner than many adventurers. Just like her fair face, there is no sign that she is under the enemy of everyone.

The man who has been frantically hunted for half a year.

Normally, she should be covered in blood and dirty.

Because under such a pursuit, there should be no idea of ​​​​cleaning up.

However, this is not the case, which makes people wonder.

Of course, this does not mean that she has a mysophobic personality, nor does it mean that the so-called intensity of the pursuit is a joke. She got through it easily.

On the contrary, Shang Qingmei fought almost every day in the past six months, and was in desperate situations several times. If he had not put himself to death and fought hard, he would have almost died on the spot.

And she doesn't have a mysophobic personality.

The reason why she didn't take the time to think about how to escape in such a fierce life-and-death chase, but instead had time to tidy up her clothes, was because her attitude towards this chase was different from others.

In the eyes of everyone, Shang Qingmei, who was regarded as a prey, should be like a frightened bird, carrying a fearful heart from morning to night, and being in a state of panic every moment.

But Shang Qingmei didn't think so from the beginning.

She did not face the fear and fear of such a comprehensive pursuit as others imagined.

On the contrary, she truly regarded this as a life-and-death test in her martial arts.

So what she never thinks about is not running away, but how to seize the best opportunity, borrow the sword of others, and sharpen her own edge.

And being tidy is the best proof of her attitude towards this training.

It was this mentality that allowed her to persist for such a long time and even achieve such a big name.

It's just that people are not iron after all, and there will eventually be limits under extreme operation.

Although there was nothing visible on Shang Qingmei's face, there was a lot of fatigue deep in her eyes.

After fighting bloody battles all the way, the original bronze color had been dyed dark red, he took out the spear and shook it. After shaking off all the blood beads on it, Shang Qingmei took it back and took out a fist-sized spear from his arms, which was like the most precious gem.

of blood crystal.

This is the core of blood evil.

She is able to persevere to this day, and her strength is not retreating but advancing. The contribution of the Blood Fiend Core is huge.

If you look carefully, you will find that a small area of ​​its magnificent surface has dimmed.

This is exactly what she absorbed.

If he continues to absorb it without reservation, he can quickly break through to the sixth level with the power of Shang Qingmei.

In this way, her strength will be further enhanced, and she will be able to stabilize the increasingly difficult pursuit situation and even counterattack to a certain extent.

But if she desperately tries to break through to the sixth level, when her foundation is not yet solid and the martial arts experience gained from fighting for half a year has not yet been fully digested, her future martial arts path will become even more difficult.

One is thinking about the present, and the other is thinking about the future.

Even if Shang Qingmei is decisive, it is difficult to make a decision at the moment.

Finally, she sighed and took back the blood evil core.

Let's wait and see.

If nothing unexpected happens, try this method again.

On the other side, the "accident" in Shang Qingmei's mouth was quickly pursuing her.

At the same time, we also killed some enemies along the way.

"We have no enmity or grudge against you, so why do we want to kill them all?"

Facing the angry questioning from people with the same goal, Chen Jing said coldly:

"Those who kill will always be killed."

After saying that, press the handle of the knife with your palm,
Chapter completed!