"Friend, are you new?" a thin face, a shocking scar extending from the root of the ear to the corner of the mouth, a man with sesame yellow teeth and a wisp of moustache under his forehead came to Lu Ziming with a mountain knife.

"Yes!"

The man found that Lu Ziming had no words. His face sank and said, "boy, do you know how to speak?"

"I don't know!"

The man obviously didn't expect Lu Ziming to answer like this. He swallowed the next words, flashed a fierce look in his eyes, and held the mountain knife more tightly.

"Dare to talk to me like this and die!" before he finished, he was furious. The mountain chopping knife in his hand came at Lu Ziming's face and wanted to split Lu Ziming in half.

Lu Ziming's eyes tightened. As early as he saw someone by the fountain pool, he felt the strong evil spirit emanating from several people. When he heard that several people were going to invite him to join the gang, his smile became even stronger. Needless to ask, they regarded themselves as a mouse luring monsters.

Such a despicable means has long been strange. I didn't expect to meet again here.

"Die!"

Lu Ziming was not ready to fight with the several people, and even wanted to ask about maze, but when he heard that several people were ready to forcibly pull themselves into Gang, his anger started from his heart and turned evil to his courage.

"The third-order peak strength also wants to be strong. What is this not about dying?"

"A leaf is falling!"

The first weight of the fallen leaf sword is divided into six layers. The first five layers are the foundation, and the sixth layer is the real sword technique, which is called the six greatest kills: one leaf falling, leaves falling back to the root, adding branches and leaves, precious branches and jade leaves, full eyes of autumn, wind blowing leaves falling. Each move includes sword style, sword Qi and body method, which looks elegant, free and easy, strange and unpredictable.

His cold eyes listened to the previous man. He took a step ferociously and wildly. An invisible momentum rose into the sky, like a sharp scabbard sword, pierced the clouds in the sharp sound of string sound, and stabbed at the man.

Two distinct auras stand at both ends: tyranny and peace.

The man in front of him found a flower in front of him. He ranked second in the hunting team. He had to use all his strength. How can he hesitate to fight with life and death? He thought the young man opposite would retreat. He used his unique skills for three consecutive times and would kill him, but.

The explosion retreat did not appear. The young man opposite appeared in front of him with a mountain knife. The distance between the two was less than one punch, and he could clearly see the number of eyelashes of the other party.

"Ah...!"

The man was shocked. He seemed to see an incredible phenomenon. A touch of elegant sword flashed before his eyes, and his pupils suddenly enlarged!

"What a beautiful sword!"

The speed of the sword is not fast, but the man can't avoid it. He feels that no matter how he hides, the sword always follows him. When the sword cut through the middle of his eyebrows, he felt a little relieved and had no consciousness of being killed.

"This is..." the four men around the fountain looked tight. Their hearts seemed to be pounded by something, which was an unspeakable shock.

"Can you avoid this sword?" everyone flashed the same question, but the answer was the same.

"How could it be like this, a sword!" everyone was shocked unspeakably. They looked at the young man not far away, as if they saw an ancient demon and trembled involuntarily.

"Er!"

As the sword disappeared into the man's eyebrow, the light in the man's eyes dimmed, and the figure seemed to begin to dissolve, become blurred, turn into a little light, slowly rise and spread, and disappear into the air.

"I don't know whether I died or quit the life and death trial field?"

Lu Ziming looked up at the light dissipating in the air, as if enjoying an incomparably beautiful scenery, and the light of thinking flashed in his eyes.

After the man disappeared in the air, a cloth bag made of animal skin fell at Lu Ziming's feet, "is this...?" several gray and black hairs were exposed in the cloth bag. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the invisible power hand wrapped the cloth bag and slowly unfolded in the air, revealing several long gray and black monster tails: "four monster tails?"

The condition for entering the level 6 is 100 tails of level 5 monsters. Before I saw the monsters, I got 4 tails. No wonder the trial practice field does not prohibit the trainees from fighting each other, which is much faster than killing monsters themselves.

There is no place to find and no time to get. It is not forbidden to kill among practitioners. Of course, this is the law of the forest. The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest.

"Is there anything else?" Lu Ziming carried the cloth bag behind him, looked at the four men beside the fountain indifferently and said, "hand it in by myself or let me do it myself!"

He doesn't want to kill people. Wouldn't it be better if he could use peaceful means!

"You... Deceive people too much!" the strong man burst out a fierce roar. He didn't find the young man to kill his friends. In the twinkling of an eye, he was blackmailed to the door by the young man. How can he not make the man angry, "you want to die!"

A strange scene happened. Although the man was angry and his machete trembled slightly in front of his chest, his body stood still. It was obvious that he was very afraid of the strength of the young man in front of him.

"I don't want to pay," Lu Ziming flashed a fierce look in his eyes, raised his feet and walked slowly towards the man step by step.

The corners of the man's eyes fluttered. Every step the young man took, he was a little closer to himself, and his figure became tall. Like an emperor overlooking his ministers, the humble mole ants hiding in the huge shadow did not dare to take any rash action.

"Too weak!"

In front of the four men, the breath emanating from their bodies shows that the highest level is only the fourth level peak of energy control, which is not a level at all.

"We really don't have the tail of a fifth order monster!" a man beside the strong man suddenly roared like a volcano under Lu Ziming's icy eyes: "don't force us, it's a big deal to kill the fish and break the net together.".

"The fish will die and the net will not break. I give you one last chance. I don't want to kill you mole ants!"

The skin of the first strong man seemed to be burning, and the raging anger turned into a substantial flame, winding around his body. His bones clattered, his blood hair stood up, and fire could almost erupt from his ferocious and angry eyes. On the bronze skin, there were deep golden secret lines in the skin, ancient and mysterious, full of strange charm, It covered every inch of his skin, like a golden vein, as beautiful as a myth.

Lu Ziming felt the change in the strong man's breath in front of him. "Vajra I Ching! Things that want to work hard with themselves and don't know how to live or die". Unexpectedly, these people are so stubborn that they regard the monster's tail as more important than their own life. People die for money and birds for food. They don't deceive others.