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Chapter One Fifty Kill One

As they said, the bloodthirsty camp has five territories in total, of which the number of soldiers in the Mako territory has reached about 2,000, which are also matched with armed mechas, fighter jets and other combat tools. Although Mako has been killed by Hu Tao, it does not mean that Jiang Li can take his territory naturally. This territory alone has already involved many interest groups.

Fortunately, Jiang Li's ship was matched with six or seven hundred people, and among the 2,000 soldiers, only a small number were Marco's confidants. There was a list of confidants. Jiang Li also extracted it from Marco's memory. The rest was how to turn his territory into his own...

Inside the Ma Ke military camp, Jiang Li stood in front of the team, and the huge avatar was projected onto the space through the sensor. Even the clear breathing sound was amplified into everyone's ears because of the sensor. In front and behind Jiang Li, the armed soldiers were gathered in the square to be inspected by the new representative. In addition to the soldiers in the camp, they also included the soldiers carried by Jiang Li:

Mako's death had long been spread to the entire camp by those who were interested. However, as soldiers inside the camp, the first thing they followed was the instructions of the highest executive of the bloodthirsty camp. As long as "Wutao" is still there, the soldiers will naturally not be confused. Therefore, except for Mako's confidants, others gathered in the square after receiving Jiang Li's instructions. However, the reason why they followed Jiang Li's instructions was all because of Hutao, which did not mean that they recognized Jiang Li's new representative. Because of this, many of the soldiers summoned this time did not comply with Jiang Li's instructions and stopped in the military camp without coming out.

As time goes by, the original silence and silence are gradually broken. When some people look at Jiang Li, they show impatient expressions, angry scolding, and ridicule gradually ring in the space:

"This idiot won't be scared by us!"

"This fool is so scared by us that he can't even speak."

"Just relying on this little guy to be our representative, let's talk about it in twenty years."

...

Jiang Li stood in front of the team and swept the fierce faces calmly. Jiang Li's actions aroused their anger, shouting, and scolding became more and more intense. Compared to them, the soldiers standing behind Jiang Li seemed to fall asleep one by one, and were not provoked by the soldiers on the other side.

Just when the picture was in a noisy state, a group of figures came out of the camp not far away. The leaders were Ma Ke's confidants, and they were also the rulers in the military camp. Jiang Li swept the disciples next to him: Because of their intentional absence, Jiang Li specially asked his disciples to send them a message, and it was obvious that their appearance was difficult for them.

As they walked out arrogantly, their eyes gathered on Jiang Li, as if they were looking at the fish on the chopping board, ready to wait for an opportunity to eat him at any time. After Jiang Li sensed their gaze, his face did not fluctuate much, but he could say something. But it exploded in the space like thunder: "I know you are not convinced, I am the representative, but now Marco is dead, and this camp needs a new representative, so I can give you all a chance: as long as anyone of you can kill me, who can become the new representative in the camp!"

As soon as Jiang Li said this, the whole space fell into silence. Then soldiers laughed loudly as if they heard a fantasy: Jiang Li said this, just like them. They seemed to be angry little ghosts, and they had to make them feel funny without passing through their brains.

Jiang Li ignored their ridicule. Looking at Mako's team of trusted people, he calmly told the facts. The voice echoed throughout the camp under the influence of the sensor: "You people in this camp are more qualified and prestigious than me, an outsider, so I give you a chance."

The sneering in the space weakened unknownly, and his eyes looked at Jiang Li in amazement as if he was looking at a madman. A roar suddenly came out of the team: "Can't you count? Don't you know how many of us are?"

“207 people!”

Jiang Li swept the team of Shoumake and quickly obtained accurate data. He looked at the soldiers in the camp and continued, "I said not only to them, but also to you..."

The soldiers didn't know what Jiang Li was crazy about, but when they faced such a huge temptation, they could not resist at all. So after hearing Jiang Li's words, many soldiers walked out of the team, and one of the team even matched the armed mecha: originally 207 soldiers increased by 256, and when they looked at Jiang Li, they seemed to be preparing to have a cake.

Jiang Li pulled out the dagger, but after weighing it a few times, he shook his head dissatisfiedly, looked at Halulu, and then hooked his fingers at her. Halulu understood the meaning of Jiang Li's gesture, and she was unwilling to whisper in her mouth, but she threw the knife she carried with her to him.

Jiang Li grabbed her knife, which was two to three times heavier than the surface. According to what Halulu said, her knife was made of Star Covenant, and both its hardness and sharpness were far beyond the level of forging today.

Jiang Li slowly raised his hand, and the crowd began to shrink and form a huge circle around Jiang Li. In addition to worrying, the soldiers under Jiang Li's sect were more excited and excited. They naturally heard a lot of legends about Jiang Li, but the legends were just legends after all, and not many people had really witnessed them. Because of this, when they heard Jiang Li's words, they were more excited and excited.

However, only Jiang Li's soldiers and disciples would have such thoughts. As for others, they obviously already regarded him as a madman or a fool. An armed soldier slowly walked out of the crowd. The visual interface locked Jiang Li's figure and said coldly and ruthlessly: "I don't know what trick you are playing, but since you... since..."

Before he could finish his words, the visual interface gradually became blurred, as if some circuits were directly damaged. The figure that was originally locked disappeared strangely in the visual image. Before the soldiers could understand what happened, a blood hole appeared in their chest, and blood kept flowing. As the blood flowed, the vision gradually blurred...

Jiang Li did not stop. After he got rid of him in one fell swoop, he swept through the space and rushed into the crowd. When the scimitar in his hand wandered with his figure, he cut out a series of radial lights from the space. As the radial lights flashed, blood suddenly splashed out from the top, and as the blood was sprayed, a strong desire to kill was erupted from the depths of his heart:

Since Jiang Li entered the Star Alliance, both his martial arts and his strength have been improving at all times, but with the continuous cultivation of strength and skills, the accumulated power is difficult to exert. Even facing Mrs. Rose, the battle was solved in a short time. With the stimulation of blood, the killing and bloodthirsty desire hidden in his body were completely aroused.

With the mental stimulation, the body temperature began to gradually rise and the blood boiled. Jiang Li was not fast and his strength did not seem to be strong. However, when he moved every step, a corpse would collapse beside him. Jiang Li slashed seven or eight times in a row to directly deal with eight people. Each knife could understand the other party as soon as possible, without giving the other party any remaining strength to fight back.

That's right, Jiang Li wanted to use their skills that had been accumulated for a long time. With the research and exploration day and night, Jiang Li could feel that his martial arts were constantly improving, especially after encountering Aquarius, when he saw the other person, his heart was inspired, which gave him a new insight and understanding of martial arts. Because of this, Jiang Li wanted to transform the inspiration of martial arts in his body into real power and skills.

After a brief shock, the crowd reacted and then roared, and the roar began to intertwin in space. The silent crowd suddenly surged and rushed towards Jiang Li: Facing such a swarming figure, no matter how high or low the strength, I believe no one would use a frontal rushing method. After all, in the case of random rushing, there will inevitably be accidental situations. Once you are trapped in the siege, your strength, speed, agility... will all be affected.

But when Jiang Li faced the figure that was swarming, he rushed up directly. His steps did not stop at all because of the figure that flocked in. When the scimitar in his hand was slashed and cut, there were light like a moon arc. The inspiration accumulated in his mind was completely bursting at this moment, just like a poet touching the scene and spreading his own inspiration. Of course, such inspiration did not appear out of thin air. This comes from the accumulation of the past and his own cultivation step by step until an opportunity arose.

For Jiang Li, he was like a volcano that had been buried for countless years. With such an opportunity, the force of his body squeeze began to explode completely...

Everyone saw a ghostly figure walking through the cracks of the battlefield, and their bodies collapsed everywhere they went: blood mist gradually spread throughout the space, with each knife slashing out and every step, Jiang Li's heart would burst into a new feeling: refreshing, passionate, and passionate, and literary fountains... Every killing and every death can bring him a new feeling.

His power is constantly compressing and his speed is constantly slowing down. With the power beyond ordinary martial arts: gravity, air pressure, light and darkness... These are the laws that exist in the planet, but Jiang Li seems to be wandering in the laws of the planet. This can be regarded as an art, an art of killing. With the continuous killing, his art is still constantly refining and extracting, thereby making deleting and adjusting.
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