Chapter 225

"What the hell is going on?"

Jian Wushuang frowned at the surrounding crowd.

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

Like the white haired hunchback old man.

Like the strong man wrapped in animal skin.

There was also the handsome girl who first boasted about his appearance, but now they were all in the crowd, looking at him one by one with murderous intent.

"Die, die!"

"Go to hell!"

"Kill him!"

Low roars spread from the surrounding crowd, and then the surrounding people rushed frantically towards the sword.

Kitchen knives, hoes, sickles, and even pig killers greeted jianwushuang one by one.

"Bad." The sword has no double-sided color.

If he was in such a situation at ordinary times, he would just get up and leave, but now he couldn't even use any spiritual power, and he couldn't get up at all,

Seeing the crowd around him, the sword peerless eyes were cold, and the Sansha sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Hua ~ the long sword came out of its sheath and turned into a streamer. In an instant, it passed over the six people who had been killed nearby.

The unparalleled spiritual power of the sword can't be exerted now, but his swordsmanship and perception of Kendo can still be used.

Just like the sword Nantian in the Nine Emperor gate, the Dantian was destroyed and did not have the slightest spiritual power, but it still killed a small Yin deficiency strong man with only one sword.

Even if sword peerless can't use spiritual power, it's still very easy to deal with these ordinary people just by sword skill and sword consciousness.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Six Voices sounded at the same time, and in an instant, the wrists of the six people were picked up by the sword unparalleled.

But even so, the six people who were picked up by him were still crazy and continued to bite at him.

The sword had no two sides and sank. He had seen that he absolutely couldn't keep his hand, otherwise he would die at last, that was himself.

After thinking about this, Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated.

"Death!"

The sword unparalleled Sansha sword waved up, and in an instant, the sad sword light passed through the throats of several people around.

Killing, crazy killing.

Seeing sword shadows everywhere, these ordinary people had no ability to resist at all, so they were killed one by one.

While jianwushuang was killing, in the dark palace of zudi, the beautiful woman and the simple and honest man had retreated to the corner of the palace. Both of them looked straight ahead, looking at the sword in the center of the palace, which was frantically waving and splitting the long sword.

In fact, the sword lights are all in the void.

But for the unparalleled sword, every sword he wields is stained with blood.

"He has completely fallen into the illusion of killing." The simple and honest man murmured.

"Killing fantasy realm, endless killing, everyone he meets in the fantasy realm will be frantically desperate to kill him, and finally force him to continue to kill himself, and the more he kills, the more his killing will become stronger and stronger, and finally he will be numb." The beautiful woman's voice is solemn.

"When he is numb, his mentality will change!"

"It depends on whether he can stick to his original intention."

In this world, killing is nothing.

Killing one person, ten people or even a hundred people is 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, their mentality will change, and some will even become distorted.

There are two kinds of tests for killing fantasy.

The change of mentality is one of them. If jianwushuang changes his mentality under such forced killing, and becomes a devil who likes killing to the core, he will fail in the test of killing fantasy.

And if he can stick to his original heart from the beginning to the end and continue to walk bravely, he can come to the end of this killing fantasy realm.

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

……

In the dreamland, it is still the village, but at the moment, the peace in the village has certainly disappeared.

On the village streets, blood was everywhere, as if a sea of blood had formed. There were corpses lying there. These corpses, including old people, children and women, were just ordinary people.

For Jian Wushuang, a strong swordsman, these people can be said to be powerless.

But now, they are all dead under the unparalleled sword.

At the moment, the sword peerless was standing in a pool of blood, and his body trembled slightly.

Even though he knew that all this happened was just a fantasy, he was still a little unnatural in the bottom of his heart.

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

"I felt the peace and enthusiasm of this village before, and then everyone in the village went crazy to kill me..." Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly, "I don't know what the first test of this ancestral land is?"

Jian Wushuang doesn't understand, doesn't understand.

But he acted according to his own heart.

Even in the dreamland, it is the same.

What just happened was that those people took the initiative to kill him, and he was merciful at the beginning. He didn't kill him until he later found that mercy didn't work at all.

Although there were some waves in his heart, he soon calmed down.

He has a clear conscience!

After leaving the village, jianwushuang continued to walk forward.

He didn't know where he was going, but it seemed that there was a will to him to go straight ahead.

……

As time goes by, Jian Wushuang has long wondered how long and how far he has walked in this illusion.

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

In short, every time he passed by a place, people there would go crazy to kill him as soon as they saw him. In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to fight, and in the end, he would kill.

After walking for so long and killing thousands of people, jianwushuang has already been numb by killing.

But at this moment, he came to the top edge of a towering mountain, and then go ahead and there are endless cliffs.

On the edge of the cliff stands a stone tablet with three words carved on it.

"Turning back cliff!"

Jian Wushuang stopped and looked at the words "huitou cliff" on the stone tablet.

"The sea of suffering is endless, and it's time to turn around." A magnificent voice suddenly sounded, and jianwushuang turned around and found that he was beside a boulder, relying on an old man in green with bare feet and a straw hat.

The old man in green was dirty all over, but his eyes were bright and staring at the sword unparalleled.

Seeing the old man in green, Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed.

"Warrior!"

Jian Wushuang has already felt the aura of spiritual power on the old man in blue. Although this aura of spiritual power is not very strong, only the level of innate golden elixir, this is the first martial artist Jian Wushuang encountered after coming to this fantasy.

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PS: maybe many readers will not understand this test content, but it doesn't matter. The next chapter will explain it.

In addition, the killing fantasy field is purely a fantasy, not a real one