Supreme Uprising

Blood kills 3,000 elites, landing on the entire planet, each at a distance of 500 kilometers.

For every blood-killing elite, it's a life-and-death killing that can survive, and they're the real blood-killers who can enjoy the glory of the blood-killing lane.

C has really joined Blood Killer Road for 60 years, from ordinary Barbarian teenagers to today, he has gone through too much.

Eleven years old, he killed his best friend!

Fifteen years old, he became the only one who came out in a fate-related killing...

From then on, he identified a phrase that a top man needs to endure loneliness, loneliness to eternity without accompaniment, eternity without follow-on, eternity without expectation!

Now that he has finally made it to the last level, as long as he passes this level, his life will be free!

Among the rankings of the elite camps, C is no longer really high, or even somewhat backward, but in this regard, C is no longer burdened with anything, because camouflage is the best option as a top hunter.

His heart was filled with secret happiness, so when he entered the Star, he disguised himself as the only prey in his eyes that gave them the source of the constant foundation.

It was this disguise that made him feel comfortable, having hunted more than a dozen prey, and he had more than a hundred pieces of the foundation of constant origin on him.

C and B truly crawled, and his goal was a camp, a camp made up of more than twenty of the most heinous planetary powers.

This is the fiercest group of 500 miles, and also the group of unusually united people, except that their unity, in the real eyes of C and B, is really nothing counts.

Lurking, quiet lurking!

Ye Fall silently, C B has really lurked into the camp, and he did not immediately do so, although he can kill these people with real strength.

He likes to accomplish his task at minimal cost.

The camp for 20 people was small and tight, but it was also clear that the 20 people were nervous. Are they nervous about their coming!

Just when C B was really proud of his arrival, he saw a figure in the distant wind, a figure with a long knife in his hand!

“Maniac!” The 20-man leader with the giant axe shouted, “The bloody elite has arrived, we should join forces against each other, why kill each other! ”

Twenty people's habits, C and B have really figured out, he knows that these twenty people are brutally overbearing, this person is so careful to speak, enough to see the importance attached to this madman.

It seems that some of these prey are also remarkable.

He, at this moment, is filled with excitement. It's an excitement for the beast to see blood, and it's an excitement for the hunter to see the great prey.

The madman waved his sword, as fast as the wind, that is, in the moment, 17 or 8 of the 20 had died in his hands, while the leader and the spiritual mentor of the 20 had fled at a rapid pace.

Twenty people have vowed to live and die together, but at this juncture in life and death, none of them cares about anyone.

At the moment when the madman caught up with him and wanted to kill the leader, C and B really did, he vacated, but at the moment when he did, he suddenly realized that the madman's knife actually turned to him.

Moreover, the madman looked directly into his eyes, his eyes emitted a cold and gloomy light, a burst of chills made C B really feel that his end was approaching, which surprised him. He never thought that he had become a prey, but the excitement in his eyes, more!

The subconscious licked his lips, his heart fluttered with a chestnut filled with pleasure, his desire for bloody slaughter burned him, his hands trembling at the moment holding the handle of the sword, driven by cruel pleasure!

He waved the long sword in his hand, his body in the void, and the strange creation of two, one instant, two swords light, at the same time chopping towards the madman.

Two swordlights, first come first served, it's almost past the madman's knife!

The madman's face showed a hint of horror, which really made C B feel incredibly comfortable. Although this madman was remarkable, he still had no power to fight back under his peak sword.

He suddenly felt his spirit tremble as he truly thought of his long sword stabbing a madman in the neck.

Spiritual Attack!

C B is not really a spiritual teacher, but his spiritual strength is also not weak. According to the man who taught him, the offense is insufficient, but there is more defense.

But now, defensive excess spiritual power didn't stop that person's spiritual force intrusion. Though he only stagnated for a moment, this moment could kill him.

When the knife was lighted, his neck was cut open directly.

Killing the real madman of C B, in the instant of landing, his palms are also full of sweat, he didn't think of the real means of C B.

He clearly designed the trap, and had already taken the lead, but was almost sent first.

Why does his sword seem so unpleasant, but it can be sent first?

Ignoring the 20 leaders who had fled, the madman quickly searched for what was really on C and B, for the madman, what was most valuable as a blood killer elite was what was carried on him.

A minute later, a little ecstasy appeared in the eyes of the madman. But he didn't stop, and after absorbing all the sources of the constant base, he quickly retreated.

Blood killer!

The madman returning to his feet quickly opens up and finds that in addition to the cultivation of the source force, there is a blood sword killing method!

The sword technique is very strange. It gives a very suspicious feeling. Yes, it is suspicious. Even with the enlightenment of the madman, it seems that the sword technique is fundamentally difficult to achieve.

For example, the sword that was supposed to be on one side moved strangely to the other.

The madman who had finished reading the sword shook his head and flipped the sword at will, and the bloodshed was over.

Just as the madman was about to close the bloodkill act, he suddenly discovered that the last page of the bloodkill act was actually a painting.

Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Chart!

Autumn wind roll, the fall of nine leaves, this painting is incredibly simple, but in the eyes of the madman, the color of the eyes changed dramatically.

Although there are only a few, and the painting seems to be problematic to the madman, the madman sees a different feeling in this rolling autumn breeze.

The autumn wind rolls, the falling leaves change, and the real change in the falling leaves is not the falling leaves themselves, but the autumn wind.

The autumn wind is invisible, the autumn wind is rolling lightly, the autumn wind holds the fate of the autumn leaves...

It was a moment, and the madman seemed to grasp something, and he sat on his knees and looked quietly at the fall wind falling leaves.

One minute, one hour, two hours!

The madman's face revealed doubt, and in silence he quickly turned on his property regulator, adding most of his properties to his mental strength.

The spiritual growth once again brightened the mind of the madman. After a long time, the eyes of the madman flashed.

The long knife in his hand swung, chopped with one knife, and he was all the rage, but at the moment when the knife was chopped out, it suddenly reversed one direction.

This twist is amazing, it even has an unexpected feeling, but this knife really did it.

Nine leaves fell, he did it himself, the madman's eyes flashed a little heavy, but his face suddenly changed when the madman was going into contemplation again.

Almost without any hesitation, the madman came up empty. And that's when I saw a light shadow, like electric light, flying towards him.

The shadow was quick, fast as lightning, and the moment I saw it, the madman's eyes flashed a little clotted.

This person has never been before, this person is as fast as electric light, more powerful and more difficult to deal with at this time than the person killed by himself.

Almost without any hesitation, the madman stood up and flew away. He didn't know who the person was, but he had the feeling that he was stronger than himself. And the madman who saw the wind falling leaves, not to mention fights with this man by himself.

Go, go, go...

Chasing him from the back was a man in a bloody coat, his face with a slight playful smile. For him, the prey found him in advance, which really lifted him from his heart a little excitement.

What a useful prey!

But what if the prey finds out about him? He is one of the best 3,000 blood disciples in terms of speed.

As his heart flashed, his speed grew faster and faster, but his helpless discovery that he was getting farther and farther away from the person in front of him...

100, 200, 300 meters...

Eventually, the man stopped, but the madman didn't stop, and he still ran wildly.

Five hours later, the madman stopped walking and although he did not fight, he felt that it was the last time he had died.

That guy, he's pretty scary.

Though I'm not sure that person is the best in the bloodshed, if there are more such people in the bloodshed elite, I'm sure I'll die.

The difference between oneself and these people is not strength, not kung fu, but the understanding of the law.

The gravity of a gravitational star suppresses the mind, but it doesn't suppress the rules at all, the power of the rules, which can still be applied here.

In a deep cave, the madman adjusted his physical skills to the minimum, and if he didn't explore it carefully, what was reflected in people's minds was a stone, a big stone.

The madman's hair began to grow rapidly, but the madman ignored these, he forgot the Nuanxing, he forgot the impending killing, he forgot everything, and eventually he had only that wind.

Time flies quickly, and the madman's short hair has spread over his shoulders, which is the beard, and there's also a tendency to sprinkle in his chest.

The heavens and earth have become silent for madmen.

“I see. I see!” The madman drinks low and his eyes become instantly bright.

Then, the madman's body moves, and the surrounding rocks instantly crumble, and the madman rushes out of the ground!

“I'm here, who dares fight!” Looking into the dark sky, the madman drank. And in his drinking, five men in bloody elite shirts have rushed in from four directions!