Both Yaoxi and Wu Zuojiang were shocked by each other's swordsmanship. Two different swords, two different consciousness, were like two kings competing for supremacy. It was a battle of momentum.

"Happy, really happy." Wu Zuojiang laughed, and the Spring and Autumn broadsword in his hand cut down again with the gesture of opening the mountain. Yaoxi quickly dodged, while the clown Tang Dao had already cut out.

When

Sparks were splashed under the metal collision, and the knife was still equally divided.

Yaoxi has been fighting for more than an hour. No one has won half a point in his moves. Of course, Yaoxi knew that if he used his skills, Wu Zuojiang could not persist in his own hands for too long. However, through this war, Yaoxi had a new understanding of his sword technique.

"Haha, draw. You are the first one to draw with me in terms of sabre technique."

Wu Zuojiang laughed with an unfinished look. His momentum still hasn't dissipated, and the Spring and Autumn broadsword in his hand still kept the attacking posture.

"It's a tie indeed."

Yaoxi also chuckled, but just after he said his words, a laugh unique to the clown sounded in his mind, which seemed to charm the mind, making Yaoxi's dark eyes gradually replaced by scarlet, just like other creatures, with bloodthirsty breath in their eyes.

"Hee hee. Ha ha"

The laughter was full of unwillingness, like a king abandoned by the world.

The anger of the emperor has buried millions of corpses and bled thousands of miles. At this time, Yaoxi had only one idea in his mind, that was to kill all the people who could be killed in the world.

"Kill."

With a low drink, Yaoxi once again raised the clown Tang Dao and rushed to Wu Zuojiang.

"Okay, go ahead." When Wu Zuojiang saw the rushing of the Yaoxi River, he thought that the Yaoxi River had not enjoyed itself as much as he did, and immediately rushed forward with his broadsword.

"Kill. All deserve to die, all deserve to die."

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The persistent killing idea is like a blood knife turned into substance. At this time, every knife cut by Yaoxi seems to be accompanied by a blood wave. The strong and bloody smell is like real existence.

The substantial meaning of Dao is only available in the extreme level Dao method. In such a realm, even a simple movement of wielding a knife will contain countless wills, bringing the receiver into the world of his own making.

"Stop, stop."

At this time, Wu Zuojiang was really scared. Before Yaoxi's sword came, he felt that he was in Shura Hell. It seemed that a wisp of air here could make him feel worse than dead.

"How can there be living creatures under your sword? Isn't the supreme law you pursue exactly the law of killing?"

"I will kill all those who stand in my way."

"I am evil, and the world trembles. If I want to kill, the world will die."

"With all my closest relatives, my heart has no weakness."

Every word seems to be roaring, and every roaring is full of struggle. A line of blood tears slowly left in Yaoxi's eyes.

"Hee hee. Ha ha"

Suddenly, the clown's laughter started again. Yaoxi only felt a cold current extending down from his head, which made him shiver. All emotions in my mind seem to disappear as if snowflakes fell into the water.

"The supreme law of killing? When did I wear a clown mask?"

"I'll go. What's the matter?"

After the restoration of the Tomb Sweeping Day, Yaoxi was surprised to find that he did not know when he had trampled Wu Zuojiang under his feet. The clown Tang Dao was tightly attached to his neck. The blade of the knife had already made marks on the skin of his neck. If it was half a minute later, he could cut off his arteries.

"Are you going to kill me?" Wu Zuojiang asked in horror.

"Uh"

Yaoxi was also afraid. If the clown mask had not made him find himself at the critical moment, Wu Zuojiang might have become a headless corpse.

What happened just now? How can I have so many horrible pictures in my mind? Did I cross the line with someone when I was born again.

At this time, Yaoxi man's mind was full of small question marks, and even thinking about it, he was afraid. What kind of life philosophy is it to abandon all for killing? Don't money, beauty and seascape villas matter?

Taking off the clown mask, Yaoxi took a deep breath, and then found that his head was dizzy, just like playing games all night in the past.

"How about it? Is it exciting or not?" Yaoxi didn't know how to explain the matter just now, but it seemed that Yaoxi had more feelings about sabre technique in his mind, which was completely superior to his own cognition. Unfortunately, that feeling passed away in a flash. Yaoxi wanted to keep it, but his heart was full of powerlessness.

Wu Zuojiang quickly got up from the ground and touched his neck in fear. He was relieved when he was sure that his head would not fall off. Not enough. Now his eyes on Yaoxi have completely changed. The scene just now is too unforgettable.

"You let me feel the feeling of death in advance." Wu Zuojiang said weakly.

Yaoxi smiled awkwardly, took the clown Tang Dao back to his scabbard, and said, "You can say it's not exciting."

"It's exciting, but I never want to do it again."

Yaoxi also fully agreed with Wu Zuojiang's words. He was also unwilling to do it again, even if there would be a clear understanding of the sword technique just now.

"You won. Thank you for not killing me." Wu Zuojiang said seriously.

"It's a tie. I cheated just now, so you can use this skill as a foul. It's just the first time I've used this skill." Yaoxi chuckled and said, "I still control it well, don't I?"

Wu Zuojiang will certainly not believe Yao Xi's statement. In his opinion, Yaoxi is a naked threat, threatening himself with his terrible sabre technique.

Well controlled? I'm afraid that if I let this person unhappy one day, I may not be able to control my skills.

Of course, Yaoxi didn't know what Wu Zuojiang thought. Now he is still trying to calm down his feelings. What happened just now is too strange. It was so weird that he seemed to be taken away by night spirits.

"Now we have called. Let's talk about the gathering place." Yaoxi took a deep breath and left everything in his mind aside. "You know, Tuhong and I can't be happy anymore. Since he wants my friend's life, I can only help you."

Wu Zuojiang said happily, "So you are willing to help me deal with him."

Yaoxi smiled and said, "In fact, it's very simple. Your goal is to gain control of this gathering place. Don't you want to have a dominant family?"

Yes Wu Zuojiang nodded: "This is also for the better survival of people in the gathering place."

"After you go back, take your people and leave the Tiewei gathering place. You can hunt anywhere, even in a wild camp. In a word, let Tuhong have all your territory. You can come back to the gathering place two days later."