"The Blood Demon is a powerful killer who has been famous for hundreds of years. He has even hunted kings. How could Ye Lingtian kill him? This is definitely a rumor!"
A transcendent realm master who is extremely active on the International Warrior Network posted this.
"Even if Ye Lingzhen really killed the Blood Demon one-on-one, how did he kill hundreds of snare killers in one night? You must know that these killers have perfect concealment skills, let alone kill them.
, it is extremely difficult to find them, and I don’t believe it is true!”
A martial artist who had just obtained an International Warrior Network account also echoed below.
In addition to these two people, there are also many highly respected martial artists who have a lot of prestige on the International Warrior Network. Almost all of them expressed doubts about this news.
After all, Gorefiend has been famous in the international killer world for too long. It is precisely because he is a professional killer that he is not ranked in the world's combat power list. Otherwise, with his strength, he would crush the mad god Gadru and win the first place.
But it's a piece of cake.
No one wanted to believe that the Blood Demon's first attack after twenty years would actually be his last.
Just when countless people posted questions in the forum, the extremely mysterious master behind the International Warrior Network, "The Destroyer," suddenly appeared on the social forum.
"The news is accurate. Ye Lingtian single-handedly destroyed Luo Wang's assassination offensive!"
"Ye Lingtian's strength, even if it does not reach the king level, is already the same as the king level!"
The Destroyer's two short words completely suppressed the noisy forum, and everyone fell silent.
Even the Destroyer came forward to speak, which means that the news is absolutely true, and no one has the slightest doubt.
Many people unconsciously opened the world combat power list. On it, the name that dominated the list was still standing tall and vivid.
"Asshole!"
In the Western world, in an extremely secretive underground building, several figures in black suits gathered together.
One of them directly pushed the glass bottle in his hand against the wall. Even if water splashed, it could not extinguish the anger in his eyes.
"Who can tell me what is going on? How could so many people die in an instant?"
He looked at the people around him and roared almost like a roar.
He is Hu De, the current leader of Luo Wang. He is responsible for the operation and hiding of Luo Wang on the Internet, and the people around him are his subordinates.
No one dared to answer, but his anger has not subsided. In the hundreds of years of Luowang's history, there has never been such a heavy loss, even in a king-level battle.
This time, not only did Blood Demon and Barrett, two famous killers on the international killer rankings, fall, but also nearly a hundred powerful killers with great reputations fell.
This is undoubtedly an unprecedented blow to Luo Wang.
After venting for a long time, he finally calmed down and his eyes turned cold.
"It has been nearly three hundred years since Luo Wang was founded. No one has ever allowed me, Luo Wang, to be humiliated like this. I swear in the name of the current person in charge of Luo Wang that I will kill Ye Lingtian!"
He took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Prepare the helicopter, I'm going to the North Pole!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone, but the faces of everyone around him changed wildly when they heard the content of the call.
One of the middle-aged men took a breath of cold air and said incredulously: "Master, you are going to the North Pole. Do you mean to ask 'him' to come out?"
Hood's eyes flashed with strange light, and his words were decisive.
"Even the Blood Demon is no match for Ye Lingtian. Apart from asking him to come out, I can't think of a second choice!"
"As the ace in my trap, only if he takes action personally can he avenge my trap!"
When everyone heard this, the whole place was silent.
On the majestic Arctic ice field, a glacial lake has been frozen for thirty miles. On the ice field with no end in sight, a black spot appears. It is an old Western man in a raincoat sitting cross-legged, holding a fishing rod deep into the ice field.
under.
The fishing rod is just made of a rotten wood branch, and at the end of the fishing rod, a white line stretches down, penetrates the half-meter-thick ice layer, and submerges into the lake.
If you look closely, you will see that the white thread is not a real thread, but a transparent Qi energy. This person actually uses Qi to condense silk and turn it into a hanging thread. His method is mysterious and unpredictable.
At this moment, the hum of the helicopter propeller came, and Hood, dressed in a suit, descended the rope ladder and landed in front of the old man.
The person in charge of the snare did not dare to take a step forward, but bowed deeply from ten feet away.
"Your Majesty the Hermit, I'm here to see you!"
"Your Majesty the Hermit, I'm here to see you!"
Hood bowed deeply, bending at ninety degrees, with the utmost respect in his tone.
As the person in charge of Luo Sheng, although his cultivation level is not strong, he has a lot of experts who act as his guards. Even if the unruly Blood Demon meets him, he just nods and says hello.
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But he didn't dare to be disrespectful to the old man in front of him!
Because this person is the ace killer with the highest seniority, the strongest strength and the most reputation among the killers in the net.
Number one on the international killer list, The Hermit!
"Is it Little Hood?"
The hermit's face was covered with wrinkles, almost all squeezed together, and his eyes were narrowed into gaps.
His voice was also hoarse and weak, and seemed to be interrupted at any time.
The hand holding the fishing rod was also trembling slightly, making one look at him like a dying old man who might step into a coffin at any time.
"It's me, Your Excellency Hermit. The last time I saw you, I was still an eight-year-old child. In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed!"
Hood stood up with a smile on his face. In this ice and snow, even though he was a martial arts master and had the inner strength to protect his body, he couldn't help but feel a bit cold.
But he didn't mind and sat down cross-legged in front of the hermit.
"As I get older, my memory is no longer sufficient, but I remember that I should have told your father back then that I have repaid the kindness of the Hood family and have nothing to do with the trap anymore!"
"You came to me today. Are the Hood family going to regret their original agreement?"
The hermit's voice is hoarse, but it possesses a supreme majesty that dominates the world.
As the commander of the net and the contemporary head of the Hood family, Hood has a distinguished status, but just one word from the hermit made his heart twitch and he became nervous instantly.
He smiled wryly and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Your Excellency Hermit, our Hood family has absolutely no intention of going back on the agreement you made with your father!"
He continued to explain: "Coming to you today is purely my personal wish and has absolutely nothing to do with the Hood family!"
"Yeah?"
The hermit raised his eyes slightly and focused on the hanging thread in his hand.
"I have been fishing in this ice field for nearly fifty years, and I have never moved a bit, nor opened my mouth to say a word!"
"Your arrival today has disturbed my retreat. For the sake of your father and the Hood family, I will give you five minutes to explain the purpose of your visit!"
Hood didn't dare to make any sense and nodded quickly.
Then his expression changed and turned solemn.
"Your Excellency Hermit, the purpose of my coming is to ask you to come out!"
The hermit remained unfazed and smiled lightly.
"Little Hood, do you really think that since you are the commander-in-chief of Luowang and with the support of the Hood family behind you, I won't dare to kill you?"
"Fifty years ago, I declared that I would withdraw from the trap and would never take action again. You can leave now!"
Fifty years ago, after the hermit completed a super-difficult hunting mission assigned by Luo Wen, he left Luo Wen and retired to the North Pole. He devoted himself to practicing martial arts and never left again.
He has long lost interest in killing people. What is before him now is only the sincere heart and the bright road to pursue power.