Legend of Swordsman Chapter 225: Killing Magic Realm (middle)

"What the **** is going on?"

Jian Wushuang frowned and looked at the crowd around him.

Many people in the crowd were very enthusiastic about him before.

Like the white-haired humped old man.

Like the mighty man wrapped in animal skin.

And the handsome young girl who loves Dou Chu's boast of his long, at the moment is all in the crowd, watching him one by one with a killer look.

"Dead, dead!"

"Go to death!"

"Kill him!"

A low roar spread from the crowd around, and then everyone around them rushed like a sword towards Wushuang.

A kitchen knife, a hoe, a sickle, and even a pig-killer, all greet each other with swords.

"Oops." The sword did not change color.

If he encounters such a situation in normal times, he just walks into the air and leaves, but now he ca n’t use even a small amount of spiritual power, and he ca n’t rise up in the air,

Looking at the crowd around him, Jian Wu's eyes were cold and his three killing swords emerged suddenly.

Wah ~ The sword came out of the sheath and turned into a streamer, passing by the six people who were killed beside him.

Jian Wushuang's spiritual power can't be cast now, but his swordsmanship and consciousness of Kendo can still be used.

Similar to Jian Nantian in the Nine Emperor's Gate, Dan Tian was destroyed. He never had the slightest spiritual power, but still killed a yin deficiency and strong man with only one sword.

Even though Jian Wushuang can't use his spiritual power, he can still perceive these ordinary people with his sword skills and swordsmanship.

Oh! laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!

Six sounds sounded at the same time, and the six men's wrists were picked up by Jian Wushuang at the same time.

However, the six men who picked his wrists were still crazy and continued to bite at him.

The sword has no double-sided color, and he has seen that he can't keep his hand flatly, otherwise he will die in the end.

After trying to understand this, Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated.

"Dead!"

Jian Wushuang's three killing swords fluttered, and at that moment the fierce sword light passed through the throats of several people around.

Kill, crazy kill.

I saw swords and swords, and these ordinary people did n’t have any ability to compete, so they were beheaded and killed.

While Jian Wushuang opened the killing ring, in the dark palace of Zudi, the beautiful woman and the thick and strong man had retreated to the corner of the palace, both of them looked straight ahead and looked at the center of the palace. Jian Wushuang was slashing his sword frantically.

All the swords and swords are vertical and horizontal, in fact, they are just slicing in the void.

But to sword Wushuang, every sword he smites is stained with blood.

"He has completely fallen into the fantasy domain of killing."

"Killing the fantasy realm, endless killing, all the people he meets in the illusion will madly desperately want to kill him, and ultimately force him to kill him constantly, and the more he kills, the more of his body The intention of killing will become more and more intense, and in the end it will be numb. "The beautiful woman's voice was solemn.

"When he kills his numbness, his mentality will change!"

"It depends on whether he can persist in his own heart."

In this world, killing is nothing.

Killing one person, killing ten people, or even one hundred people is very difficult to change the mentality of one person.

But when you kill thousands or more people, and the people you kill are just ordinary people, no matter who they are, their mentality will change, and some will even become distorted.

There are two kinds of tests for Killing Illusion.

The change of mentality is one of them. If Jian Wushuang is under such forced killing, the mentality will change, and he will be regarded as life-threatening, or become a big devil who loves slaughter, Then he failed the test of the illusion of killing.

And if he can persist in his heart from beginning to end and continue to go forward courageously, he will be able to reach the end of this killing fantasy domain.

This road is very long, and everything can only be seen by Jian Wushuang himself.

...

In the illusion, it is still the village, but of course the quiet and peacefulness in the village is no longer there.

The streets of the village are filled with blood, as if a sea of ​​blood was formed. There are corpses lying there in a row. These corpses include old people, children, and women, all of which are just ordinary people.

For Jian Wushuang, a kendo powerhouse, these people can be said to have no power at all.

But now they are all dead under the sword of Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang is standing in a pool of blood at this moment, his body trembling slightly.

Even though he knew that all that happened was just an illusion, but his heart was still a bit unnatural.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang reluctantly calmed down his mood, and then looked around.

"Before I felt the peacefulness and enthusiasm of this village, then everyone in the village was mad to kill me ..." Jian Wushuang secretly shook his head, "I don't know if the first test of this ancestral land is, What? "

Jian Wushuang does not understand, does not understand.

But he acted according to his own heart.

Even in a fantasy world.

Everything that happened was that those people took the initiative to kill him, and his mercy at the beginning, until he found that his mercy had no effect, he did not kill him.

While what he did, there was a wave in his heart, but it soon calmed down.

He has a clear conscience!

After leaving the village, Jian Wushuang continued to move forward.

He doesn't know where to go, but in the midst of it seems as if there is a will, asking him to keep going, keep going.

...

With the passage of time, Jian Wushuang no longer knows how long he has traveled in this fantasy.

Similarly, he doesn't even remember how many people were killed.

In short, every time he passes by, people there will kill him as soon as he sees him, and he can only help but defend himself for self-protection.

After so long, thousands of people have been killed, and Jian Wushuang has already been numb.

At this moment, however, he came to the edge of a towering mountain, and walking forward was an endless cliff.

A stone stele stands on the edge of the cliff, and three characters are carved on it.

"Back to the cliff!"

Jian Wushuang stopped and looked at the words "turning back to the cliff" on the stele.

"The endless sea of ​​bitterness is the shore." A loud voice suddenly sounded, and Jian Wushuang turned his head and found that he was next to a huge rock beside him, relying on an old man in Tsing Yi with a bare foot and a straw hat.

The old man in Tsing Yi is dirty all over, but his eyes are dazzling, he is staring at Jian Wushuang.

When seeing the old man in Tsing Yi, Jian Wu's eyes narrowed.

"Warrior!"

Jian Wushuang has already felt the spirit of this old man in Tsing Yi. Although this spirit is not very strong, only the level of congenital Jindan, but this is what Jian Wushuang encountered when he came to this fantasy First warrior.

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ps: Maybe a lot of readers do n’t understand the content of this retest, but it does n’t matter, it will be explained in the next chapter.

In addition, it is stated that the killing fantasy realm is purely a fantasy realm, not real.