This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

It seems that I have never seen Wen Zhe in such a state of embarrassment. Mr. Hanmeihua pointed at him from the air, and a large stream of water with icy debris descended from the sky, washing Wen Zhe thoroughly.

In the scorching summer, Wen Zhe shuddered heavily in the icy water, but was relieved to find that all the blood and filth on his body had been washed away.

Although his actions were rare and considerate, Yun Sulian's evaluation of Wen Zhe was still merciless.She casually glanced at the lizard lying dead on the ground, and said coldly, "What feelings do you have for it that you shouldn't have?"

Wen Zhe: "..."

Wen Zhe was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak. He quickly went through what he had just done in his mind, but he still didn't know what he did wrong that caused Sword Lord to have such a misunderstanding.

"I, I didn't..."

"You don't love it?" Yun Sulian raised an eyebrow, looking at Wen Zhe's eyes that had become astonished and dull because of these words: "In that case, why are you so gentle with it?"

Wen Zhe: "..."

If a merciless blow to the stomach can also be called tenderness, then I'm afraid that all the executioners in the world have unceasing and chaotic emotional relationships-most of these relationships are developed with the same sex.

Yun Sulian's style of doing things is really the best of precepts and deeds.Seeing that Wen Zhe was still a little dull, she raised her hand and pressed Wen Zhe's sword without saying a word of nonsense.

"This is killing intent!" Minghong Qiushui was once again easily snatched from Wen Zhe's hands by her. A sword that looked extraordinarily warm and graceful in Hua Jun's hand, now fully exposed with cold light, has become a murderous sword. of Raiders.Different from the cold sword intent that made people press against the skin like a sword's edge just now, this pure cold killing intent now gave Wen Zhe the illusion that countless sword blades had pierced into his body!

Seeing the cold sweat rolling down Wen Zhe's forehead, Yun Sulian inserted Minghong Qiushui into the hilt of the sword neatly, and said with a smile, "You want to kill it? The aura is more like kissing this beast."

Wen Zhe: "..."

Glancing at the face of the dead lizard, Wen Zhe really had the urge to vomit when he heard the word "kiss".

Yun Sulian didn't take Wen Zhe's psychological fluctuation into consideration at all.She asked directly and frankly: "Do you understand the killing intent? Will it hurt people?"

"Understand a little bit." Wen Zhe bit the bullet and said: "But if you want to be as strong as the Sword Lord just now, I'm afraid it's impossible."

Perhaps it was the whole teaching process that made Yun Sulian a little impatient, and her expression fluctuated even more.Given that she used to keep her demeanor within a small range, this appearance can already be regarded as unbelievable in Yun Sulian's style.

She said coldly in this unbelievable tone of Yun Sulian's style: "Looking at the age of your bones, you should be seventeen or eighteen years old. In the past twenty years, you have never wanted to kill anyone very much?"

Wen Zhe: "..."

Of course he had someone he wanted to kill—the second young master of Guanghua and the disciple of the Demon Cultivator.If he looked into it carefully, he wished he could eat his flesh and sleep his skin.But listening to Lord Jian's tone, it seems that it is very abnormal for someone who has lived for seventeen or eighteen years and does not particularly want to kill.

Hua Jun also gave him a general explanation of the family rules and specific conditions of Dahan Mountain.It's just that seeing a hundred things is worth seeing. Looking at the Sword Lord in front of him, he deeply realized what a crazy sect that was.

...or perhaps only Sword Lord is the one who is so insane?

Wen Zhe's inner thoughts are naturally not humane.With his head down halfway, his face was still respectful, and he quickly replied: "Yes."

Yun Sulian's brows relaxed, and with a natural attitude, he summoned another vile and hungry lizard, and said simply: "This is the person you want to kill."

The person I want to kill... Wen Zhe licked his dry lips: "Second Young Master Guanghua?"

He recalled the illusion when he saw the printed book in Zangshu Pavilion: Guanghua Second Young Master was smashed into countless pieces by him with a single printing method, and blood and minced meat were sticky on his body.At that time, there was indeed a kind of shrinking and fear of seeing other people die, but thinking about the identity of the dead person, how could I not feel a kind of secret joy in my heart?

With a bang, Wen Zhe drew his sword out of its sheath.He has caught the tail of killing intent.

If the Second Young Master Guanghua was here, Wen Zhe thought: Why should I kill him to avenge my shame?

His own tragic death for no reason, those horrifying tortures, those teenagers and girls whom he had seen with his own eyes, whose lives were casually taken away just because of the other party's emotional changes... Shouldn't he kill them?

When his faintly red eyes met the ferocious, cunning and hungry ground-eating lizard, the other didn't charge directly like the last one, but shrank back.

Since the ground lizard didn't move, Wen Zhe unceremoniously seized the opportunity.He raised his sword, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. It was the move of "One Sword Light and Cold Fourteen States". With a flick of the sword tip, it was like dots of cold stars, coldly and meticulously sealing all the movements of the ground-eating lizard.

The battle just now cannot be said to be a failure. After all, combining what he learned in the book and what Mr. Hua said, he has just figured out several basic forms of the land eater's attack.

Of course, he could repeat the same trick, attacking the lizard's eyes as just now, forcing it to retreat, then jumping onto its back with force, and opening its belly again against its strength.

But at the moment Wen Zhe raised his sword, a strange intuition came into his mind, and an idea jumped out of the air without any preparation: This ground lizard had been cut in the belly once.

So it will be more cautious, more sophisticated, and more cunning.

At the juncture of the battle, Wen Zhe couldn't tell how credible this idea was, but he subconsciously chose to believe it.Just when the tip of the sword was pointing at the ground-eating lizard's eyes, Wen Zhe swung his sword and suddenly changed his move, from chopping to stabbing, and stabbed at the ground-eating lizard's half-closed mouth that was dripping with stinky saliva.

The ground lizard did not neglect.It should stick out a section of tongue very quickly - there are large and small herpes all over it, some of which are half broken, and yellow pus is flowing out.

Wen Zhe knew that the ground lizard's tongue was extremely tough and hard to get hurt, and the pus and saliva on its tongue was highly corrosive, so it dared to confront the enemy like this.

The lizard's tongue probably hasn't had any troubles yet, and this behavior is too exaggerated.Wen Zhe's eyes were fixed, and the sword in his hand was not retracted, but the speed was a little faster, with a fierceness that would hurt both sides without fear.

At the critical moment, the ground-eating lizard suddenly realized something was wrong, and suddenly retracted its tongue, but——

"It's late!" Wen Zhe snorted, the other party just rolled his tongue, but Wen Zhe's sword had already arrived one step ahead!

Like an instinct, Wen Zhe found that his heart could easily identify the direction to exert force.Minghong Qiushui was originally a good saber, but now with the blessing of Wen Zhe's monster power and the assistance of Wen Zhe's sudden intuition, he even cut off more than half of this supposedly tough tongue with ease.

The ground-eating lizard flinched in pain, a painful scream escaped from its throat.Wen Zhe didn't even move his eyebrows, he flicked the long sword in his hand and pressed forward.Turning the hilt of the sword in his hand, Wen Zhe squatted and kicked the ground, soared into the air, and took advantage of the momentum of his fall to directly penetrate the lizard's head.

As the saying goes, don't chase the poor, because when they have nowhere to go, they will inevitably give up their lives in order to die together.The lizard raised its claws and slammed on the ground, its tail also waving and hunting.Shaking his head violently, all six eyes seemed to turn blood red at the same time.

Wen Zhe's hand holding the sword was still extremely steady, almost to the point of not moving at all.At this moment, he is still half-immersed in the killing fantasy he feels: If it is Guanghua's second young master... both sides will suffer, is he afraid?

The thick and powerful tail is already approaching Wen Zhe's right shoulder. If Wen Zhe doesn't withdraw his hand, he will inevitably be hit hard on the neck. Maybe the body will be separated on the spot. It's best to hold your breath. .And the ground-eating lizard's head was still shaking, making it impossible for people to decide what to aim for.

Wen Zhe still didn't retreat.

His left hand was filled with monster power to cover his right neck, and the next moment the lizard tail collided with the back of his hand, making a strange muffled sound mixed with broken bones.Wen Zhe's little finger was bent at a slanted angle, while the lizard's tail hung limply in an impossible posture.

Even at such a moment, Wen Zhe still had the mood to think in his heart: After all, the firewood these days is not for nothing.

It was hit hard again, and the ground-eating lizard became even more manic, but it had no chance to fight back to protect itself.Because Wen Zhezheng was holding the sword in his right hand, he nailed the blade of the sword into the lizard's skull with a determined attitude, and after stirring it twice, it completely ended its life.

Standing on the head of the lizard that could no longer move, Wen Zhe pulled out his sword forcefully.Only then did he feel the sharp pain of broken bones coming from his little finger.

The state of concentration full of murderous intent gradually faded from him.Enduring the pain in his hand, Wen Zhe looked at Minghong Qiushui overturned.Although it has its own formation that does not stick to dirt, he still doesn't want to return it to the scabbard before cleaning the blade.

After all it just came out of a fetid brain.

Yun Sulian looked at Wen Zhe with a thoughtful gaze: "You already know how to use your innate consciousness."

"Sorry?" Wen Zhe was taken aback, and looked over suspiciously: "I have never heard of this term, but if you are talking about the exploratory power that just identified the position of the ground-eating lizard's head, I have been practicing since the beginning It will work."

At the very beginning, Wen Zhe used this feeling to identify the demon power and aura, and when he met Ping Jiangyue, he even discovered the difference in his aura three steps ago.

Now it's just another use of this power, is it any different from before?

After hearing Wen Zhe's answer, Yun Sulian extended his gaze on Wen Zhe for an extra second: "If so, one of your parents must have a special bloodline."

"You can go back and ask Rong Xuehuai, he has always been in a messy mind, so it's not surprising that he knows more." Yun Sulian didn't dwell on this question, and led back to the theme of this battle: "The sword is a little bit used .Now you know what it means to hurt someone?"

For Wen Zhe, who had just killed the ground lizard with a rare killing intent, this should be an easy question to answer, but he hesitated at this moment.

"I don't dare to say I understand, I still have to think again before I can answer."

Yun Sulian took another look at Wen Zhe: "Yes. Go back and treat the wound. Tell me your answer here and now tomorrow."

Before turning around to leave, Yun Sulian pointed in the air again, calling out a stream of water with finely crushed ice to help Wen Zhe wash away the blood on his body.