Kill for the sake of killing.

Ling Yun is not a person who likes to kill, and he even dislikes bloody events. If he only feels excited when he sees blood and does not feel disgusted, then he is not a normal person, probably not far from the pervert.

But at this moment, life is really like grass...

Simply kill for the sake of killing, kill for the sake of the sword.

In his mind, swordsmanship is above everything else, and at this moment, to break through the bottleneck in swordsmanship, he must kill, let the sword, a killing weapon, truly complete the transformation of the fierce soldier, and even experience the meaning of killing from drinking blood, and generate a sword-like spirit.

For the sake of the extreme sword path, what is the only killing?

Even if all the sword masters in the entire trial space become blood sacrifices for killing the sword spirit, what's wrong?

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The fifth day after leaving the Elf Temple.

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In the mountains and forests, a team of thirty-three sword masters were moving forward vigilantly, constantly looking for something.

Suddenly, a young sword master ran over from the forest beside him and said in surprise: "Your Highness, you have found that man. He is now surrounded by the sword master of the Wanluo Empire and is fighting hard in the jungle. Your Highness, please see if we want to go over..."

"Nonsense! Why don't you lead the way quickly? If you go too late, let the people from the Wanluo Empire kill that kid, the elemental elves will be taken away."

"Yes, yes, let's go now!"

"Damn it, why is the Wanluo Empire so fast? Now I just hope that the kid is better off not being too good at it, so as not to be killed early."

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The tenth day after leaving the Elf Temple.

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There was still the team of swordsmen in the forest. However, the number of people this time was obviously much smaller. After a vague number, it was almost twenty-three people, and there were a few of them injured. At this moment, one of them had an angry light in their eyes and stared into the woods with a fierce look, as if there were their irreconcilable enemies there!

At this time, the young swordsman in charge of the pathfinding ran out from the side again and hesitated: "Your Highness, that woman has already left this mountain range with the elemental elf. There is no need for that man to chase after him... His strength seems..."

"He killed so many of our brothers. If he let him go so easily, how can he explain to his father and ministers in the court when he returned to the empire? What are you afraid of? He is just a third-level sword master who masters the skills of killing swords. He will only hide in the jungle to kill secretly. If there is a head-on confrontation, any five of us can kill him!"

"Yes...we'll go now..."

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The fifteenth day after leaving the Elf Temple.

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Thirteen swordsmen sat under the big tree in tattered clothes, leaning against the big tree with haggard faces, looking at the sky empty, revealing their confusion and concern for the future, and they are completely no longer as ambitious as they had just entered this area.

The bushes moved slightly and made a light sound. Suddenly, the dozen swordsmen jumped up like frightened mice, and shouted at the place where they made the sound with nervousness and panic: "Who, come out for me, don't sneak in, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

"Your Highness, don't do anything, it's me, it's me."

All the sword masters holding the sword tightly breathed a sigh of relief. The sword master, who was called His Highness, suppressed the fear in his tone and asked, "How is it, how, that bastard is not nearby."

"No, no, let's take the opportunity to leave quickly, this damn forest."

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Leaving the Elf Temple for the Twentieth Day.

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The three swordsmen were as thin as skinny as they were, leaning back together, and were warned in three directions weakly. Even if there was a trace of wind and whisper occasionally, they were too lazy to look up again.

His Highness the prince realized that the surroundings were too quiet. He looked around with some anxiety, and said in a trembling tone: "Why haven't you come back after using it for so long? Will you encounter that demon?"

At this time, a swordsman in front of the prince's hall suddenly seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing, his eyes were about to pop out. He pointed behind the prince, opened his mouth wide, trying to say something, but because of his fear, he couldn't say a word.

The prince suddenly guessed something from his expression, and his face suddenly turned pale and no more blood.

He turned around tremblingly, twisted his neck with great difficulty, and looked behind him.

However, when he saw the man behind him who was silent, standing less than half a meter behind him like a ghost, he finally couldn't help but collapsed completely!

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Leave the Elf Temple for twenty-five days.

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At the entrance of the mountain range, several swordsmen covered in blood and extremely broken clothes escaped from the mountain in a hurry, as if behind them were the most cruel ghosts in the world chasing them, and their faces were filled with fear.

One of the dozen sword masters who had just arrived from outside looked at these obviously terrified sword masters with some strange surprise, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Being promoted to a sword master must be a person with firm minds. Why do these people seem to be scared out of fear? What exactly made him extremely scared?" While thinking, he stopped a sword master and asked, "Hey, my friend, is the Elf Temple with Elemental Elf in this mountain range?"

"You...you want to enter this mountain range!?"

"I heard that there was an elemental elf here, and I wanted to try my luck."

The swordsman looked at him like a dead man: "Do you know what's in it?"

"Yeah? There will be no ghosts, right?"

"Ghost, haha, haha, what is ghost? Let me tell you, I tell you, there is a third-level sword master here, he..." Speaking of this, the sword master seemed to remember something fearful, screamed and ran away, and disappeared into the sight of the dozen sword masters in the blink of an eye. He was obviously scared and close to his mental breakdown.

The swordsman curled his lips with disdain: "A third-level swordsman is so scared. He must be those greenhouse flowers born in a big family and have never seen any storms." After saying that, he smiled at the dozen swordsman behind him and said, "Okay, everyone, let's go. However, it seems that there is a third-level swordsman in the forest blocking the road to intercept wealth, please be careful."

"Haha, third-level sword master, with the strength of our team, let alone third-level sword masters, even if the fourth-level sword master comes, he will have to fight him to escape from the sky and hide from him and dare not come down."

"Hahaha, let's go, the treasure of the Elf Temple is waiting for us!"

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The first month left the Elf Temple.

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A team of sword masters looked at the dozens of shocking corpses at the entrance of the mountain range in a little frightened, and guessed in their hearts what kind of monster was that had such great power that made more than a dozen sword masters full of fear even after death.

"Don't enter the swordsman's grave, dead place."

On a huge rock next to it, the eight blood words written in blood were so dazzling, exuding a bone-cold cold chill, which made everyone feel a sense of coldness when they were stared at by ghosts during sunny days.

"Captain, this place seems to be weird."

"Hmph, you don't think about it. Will the mountains that can produce elemental elves be in a safe place?"

"But, looking at the badges on this team of swordsmen, it seems that the level of the swordsmen is not low. Well, let's see, their overall strength is probably not much weaker than ours."

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's son? Xiaoye, if you are afraid, stay by yourself, let's go!"

"Oh, captain, be careful."

"Hahahaha, stay outside and keep the wind for us."

"team leader……"

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Leaving the Elf Temple for the second month.

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Xiao Ye looked at the quiet and quiet place in the distance, which was as quiet as the forest of death, and in his calm heart, he felt a fear from the heart. This fear spread throughout his body like a demon, making him stiff all over his body and almost dared not move.

One glance, just one glance, that glance defeated the fighting spirit of his official swordsman!

Use your eyes to defeat the fighting spirit of a formal swordsman?

Even the great sword master is afraid that he does not have such terrifying power.

But that man did it.

Thinking of the look that the man looked after those swordsmen who came to Yamaguchi, he felt that his heart could not help but tremble again, his whole body became cold, and his face looked pale like death.

It was a strange thing above everything. The whole world and the entire universe were trampled by him, and the moan of pain, a completely ignored indifference. At that time, he actually killed not a trace of turmoil. It seemed that what he killed at that time was not formal sword masters like first-class masters from all over the world, but a few humble and insignificant ants... No, maybe even ants were not as good as ants. Killing seemed to be for granted in his eyes, just as if those sword masters were sent to him and should be let to kill him.

The strength and confidence that the formal swordsman practiced for decades collapsed completely and without reservation under that glance!

At that moment, he really thought he was dead.

Xiao Ye felt a surge of strength from somewhere on his body, and he became much more awake.

"We must tell everyone that there is no temple of elves here, no elemental elves, there is only one demon here, a demon who keeps reaping other people's lives, and a demon who kills for the sake of killing!" He suppressed the fear in his heart, moved his trembling steps, and wanted to leave here weakly, wanting to tell everyone in the entire trial space that the news would never come over for the shitty temple of elves, and try his luck, and ultimately ruined the young and precious life.

However, when he turned around with his head down, he suddenly realized that his feet appeared in his sight at some point.

As a result, there was also a horrible atmosphere that even sleeping would be awakened by nightmares.

In an instant, Xiaoye's blood clotted...

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The third month after leaving the Elf Temple.

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Another group of young sword masters looked at the eight blood words on the huge rock in confusion, and with a hint of unreasonable fear, they walked towards the temple of the Elf, which is said to have a large amount of treasures...

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Chapter completed!