The whining sound of the wind sounded like the whining and mourning of ghosts, which made people feel creepy and chilly all over.
The vague murderous intention that permeated the abandoned execution ground became more and more intense. There seemed to be some strange sound, and if you listened carefully, it sounded like someone was wailing, like a dying cry, very sad and shrill.
, becoming increasingly obvious.
Immediately, Lin Xiao heard a strange sound again, like the sound of a blade dragging across the sand on the ground.
It was in the abandoned execution ground. Along with the increasingly cold and terrifying murderous intent, a trace of black-red mist filled the air. A figure appeared in the black-red mist and was walking out of the mist.
Lin Xiao also saw it clearly. It was a strange figure. The body looked very bloated, especially the belly was as round as a ball, the neck was so bare that there was no head, and the skin all over the body was like wrinkled tree bark.
It is dark green, filled with endless coldness, and has very short legs. A black chain is wrapped around the fat left arm, with a hook hanging from the end. The right arm is dragging a ghost-headed decapitation sword, which is cutting open the sand and issuing a
A creepy, heart-stopping sound.
If you look at it like this, ordinary people will be frightened and faint, and ordinary warriors will be so scared that they will tremble all over.
"The Butcher's Knife Ghost." Lin Xiao was overjoyed. Although he had never seen what the Butcher's Knife Ghost looked like, the information provided by Tianxialou contained detailed descriptions that made it easy for people to make associations.
Lin Xiao could clearly feel that the aura permeating the body of the Butcher Sword Ghost was very strong, very strong, it had completely reached the level of the peak of the little ghost god, and was incomparable to ordinary martial saints.
The Butcher's Sword Ghost also discovered Lin Xiao, because this small abandoned execution ground was actually its domain. How could it not feel when Lin Xiao appeared in its domain?
impossible!
For the first time, the Butcher Knife Ghost became angry. Its round belly without a head rippled violently, and suddenly it opened a big mouth full of fangs, and let out an angry roar. Its fat body seemed slow, but it was moving slowly.
Running in an instant, at the same time, a terrifying forest cold pressure suddenly came, pressing from all directions, squeezing Lin Xiao crazily, and was about to fix Lin Xiao in place, unable to move.
The Butcher's Sword Ghost rushed over instantly, and the ghost-headed beheading sword that dragged the ground was suddenly raised high, with a deep and extremely rich terrifying murderous intent mixed with a roaring evil aura, and it mercilessly slashed at Lin Xiao's neck.
This knife was going to cut off Lin Xiao's head, just like it had cut off countless heads back then.
Lin Xiao couldn't help but marvel.
The process from the appearance of the Butcher Knife Ghost to its violent rise was short, but the movements were extremely smooth, as if they were flowing like clouds and water.
To put it simply, that set of movements was so skillful, especially the last movement of swinging the sword. It was a superb skill that had been refined over time. It seemed that it was simple to lift it up and then chop it down. Lin Linxiao couldn't help but be amazed at this level of skill.
His sword skills surpass those of countless warriors.
Moreover, the power oppressing from all around is like the repressive power of the domain, with a certain unique pattern that makes it difficult for people to resist. Just like the criminals kneeling on the ground and tied up on the execution ground, they can only wait for the butcher's knife.
He fell down and had his head chopped off.
This weird power suppression was similar to the field, but different. It was specious, but very tyrannical. It felt like a forced order. For a while, Lin Xiao was restrained and suppressed.
However, such restraint and suppression are actually nothing to Lin Xiao.
The ghost-headed beheading sword splits the space,
Refined to the point of being extremely sharp and extremely terrifying, it immediately slashed at Lin Xiao's neck and cut it off directly. Then, Lin Xiao's body dissipated. What the Butcher's Sword Ghost cut off was just an afterimage of the neck, not Lin Xiao's true body.
Those restraining and suppressing powers are indeed weird, but for Lin Xiao, they are still not enough. Of course, if it were replaced by some extreme martial saints, they would be completely unable to break free, and they would be beheaded directly by the beheading sword of the Butcher Demon.
Break your neck and die a violent death.
The more beheadings there are, the stronger the sword-slaughter ghost will be.
But the Butcher Knife Ghost was bound to this abandoned execution ground and could not leave. Nowadays, no one would foolishly come to such a place to die.
It is undeniable that the Butcher's Sword Ghost is indeed very strong. Normally, when a supreme martial saint comes here, he just delivers food.
With one strike, the Butcher's Sword Ghost's reaction seemed a bit slow. After all, it had no head and was not very intelligent. It took a while to realize that it had cut through the air and failed to kill the target. This discovery made the Butcher's Sword Ghost angry and locked onto Lin Xiao again.
After Lin Xiao dodged several times, he almost had a deeper understanding of the Butcher Knife Ghost. In fact, the most important thing was that Lin Xiao wanted to continue to feel that oppressive power. It was a pity that he had not felt it for a long time.
The power of.
In that case, let's swing the sword.
The Jade Whale Sword was unsheathed, and the jade-white sword light instantly tore through the deep dark night like a line, and also passed over the fat body of the Butcher Sword Ghost.
The Butcher Sword Ghost whined, and the big mouth on its belly stuck out its tongue and trembled wildly, but it was unable to resist the power of Lin Xiao's sword.
The Jade Whale Sword returned to its sheath, and the Butcher's Sword Ghost also turned into thick smoke and dissipated, leaving behind a dark red crystal.
Lin Xiao instantly took the dark red crystal in his hands. It was even larger than the crystal when he killed the black stream crow clone, and he could feel the manic killing power contained in it.
The killing intent immediately fluctuated, quickly invading the ghost crystal, absorbing and refining the killing power within it.
Lin Xiao's ears seemed to hear countless shrill wails, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood seemed to appear in front of his eyes. Terrifying murderous intent sprang up out of thin air, evil aura billowed, murderous intent spread across the sky, and his mind and heart were once again affected by the power of killing.
The impact, however, could not affect Lin Xiao at all.
In an instant, the murderous intent surrounding Lin Xiao increased sharply, and a terrifying force swept out, covering all directions. The terrifying murderous intent seemed to be able to kill everything.
Killing field!
Breakthrough, the killing intention broke through to the killing field, its power increased several times, but at the same time, the killing power in the ghost crystal was also consumed.
"The first-level killing field is completely more powerful than the first-level dark field. Even if the dark field reaches the first-level peak, it is not as powerful." Lin Xiao felt it carefully, took back the killing field, and said secretly, and then there was a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth.
Smile: "There are still four places and four kinds of ghosts and gods. I hope you all have the power of killing. In this way, I can raise the killing field to the second or even third level."
Lin Xiao still didn't dare to hope for a higher level.
However, with each level of improvement in the killing field, its power is obviously enhanced.
…
In Ito Shrine, the high priest holding a scepter slowly walked down the spiral staircase step by step. The light was extremely dark, deeper than the night, and the breath was extremely cold and cold, and filled with a vague feeling.
Murderous intent, this staircase is like leading to hell.
The stairs seemed to have no end. The further down they went, the shorter the high priest's breathing became and the more solemn his expression became.
It seems that there is something terrifying under the spiral staircase.
There was a sound of chains hitting each other, which seemed so clear in the darkness. Then, there was an extremely low and hoarse sound, as if the metal pieces buried in the soil were rubbing violently. It was extremely harsh, like a blunt saw.
Pulling hard on the steel will make your head hurt.
"Yusuke, how long has it been since you came to see me..." The voice sounded like crying and laughing, but it also revealed a sense of hatred, as if it contained a terrifying murderous intention, a murderous intention to kill everything, and then laughed again.
He laughed so wildly that the chains trembled continuously, and the sound became more violent and harsh: "...You are afraid of me, everyone in the Ito family is afraid of me..."
"Ito Shinsuke, I have something to ask you this time." The high priest suppressed the panic and discomfort in his heart and tried hard to keep his voice steady.
"Impossible...impossible...it is impossible for me to surrender to Ito Shinsho..." The ugly voice sounded again.
"Shinsuke, don't be disrespectful to your ancestors, and don't be disrespectful to Wusheng Mian." The high priest said angrily.
"So what, one day I will replace him." The low and hoarse voice sounded again, followed by laughter, and the sound of the chains became more intense, as if they were about to break.
"Treason." The great priest became more and more angry: "Shinsuke, stop being stubborn."
"Haha..." Shinsuke Ito sneered, his laughter full of sarcasm.
"Shinsuke, I'm not here to quarrel with you this time." The great priest suppressed the anger in his heart, and the heart palpitations he felt when he first entered seemed to have alleviated a bit: "I need you to take action."
"Haha..." Shinsuke Ito still sneered full of irony.
"This is a blasphemer with great strength. After killing Ito Morinei, he also killed more than a dozen sword saints, priests and guards of our Ito Shrine." The high priest continued.
"You... are just a bunch of trash..." Ito Shinsuke began to mock.
"Shinsuke, I'm not here to quarrel with you, nor am I here to argue with you, but I need you to take action." The high priest's face darkened: "As long as you capture the blasphemer this time, you will be free from now on.
"
"If I take action, I will die or not." After a while, Shinsuke Ito responded.
"Bring back his head." The high priest took a step back.
"Okay." Shinsuke Ito answered after dozens of breaths: "Tell him that in three days, I, Shinsuke Ito, will use his blood to commemorate my new life at Mingshi Mountain. Also, I will prepare a hundred dollars in these three days.
Man, my Scarlet Blood Demon Slayer hasn't tasted blood for a long time, it's... hungry..."
"We are not yet sure who the blasphemer is." It took a while for the high priest to respond.
"Trash." Shinsuke Ito mocked without hesitation.
The high priest looked very ugly, but he still said: "I will find out the identity of this person as quickly as possible, set a date, and notify you at that time, and I will also send you the person you requested."
"Go away, I'm ashamed to dance with you bunch of losers." Shinsuke Ito sneered.
With anger, the high priest turned around and walked up the stairs and left, and the darkness returned to silence.