Chapter 682: Killing Technique

The way of killing is not an easy path.

First, you have to turn yourself into a killing machine, that is, a person without any emotion.

To become such a person, the first thing to do is to kill all the people close to you, which is impossible for ordinary people.

Some people are so cruel that they kill their parents and wives, but they can't be cruel to their own children.

Qin Ye found that Sha Wumie's emotions fluctuated through his observation just now, and judged that he had not reached perfection in the way of killing.

After hearing Qin Ye's words, Sha Wumie sneered: "In the way of killing, I am indeed not perfect, but I think you only know some fur."

"I want to see your way of killing."

Qin Ye smiled slightly.

"Okay! Today I will let you see my way of killing."

The bloody aura on Sha Wumie's body surged and rushed towards Qin Ye, and then Sha Wumie's body suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, Sha Wumie's body appeared behind Qin Ye, and there was a long sword in his hand, which he quickly slashed towards Qin Ye.

A dragon roar sounded, and the sword light was dense and endless, and it arrived behind Qin Ye like lightning.

"Ding ding ding..."

A faint white light bloomed on Qin Ye's body. The sword light slashed Qin Ye's body, but did not cause any damage to Qin Ye, but instead shook Qin Ye back several steps.

"The power of this sword is okay."

Qin Ye nodded slightly, with a smile on his lips.

"Your body is really terrifying!"

Sha Wumie stared at Qin Ye and said.

"However, no matter how strong your body is, it is not enough in front of this deity."

Sha Wumie's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a strong killing intent filled the whole person.

"Killing Art, cut!"

As Sha Wumie's voice resounded through the sky, a sharp sword light appeared in front of Qin Ye.

This sword light cut through the space, carrying the power of destroying the world, and slashed towards Qin Ye.

"Well, this sword is quite powerful."

Qin Ye commented to him, then stretched out his right hand and grabbed the sword light.

"Bang!"

Qin Ye's five fingers collided with Sha Wumie's sword light, making a violent collision sound.

In an instant, the winner was decided.

The sword light disappeared, and Qin Ye retreated several steps.

Sha Wumie's pupils shrank. Qin Ye actually grabbed his sword light with his hand and only retreated a few steps.

Even if a high-level martial king was not killed by this sword just now, he would probably be seriously injured.

His face was full of disbelief.

He couldn't figure out what kind of flesh Qin Ye was, and it was so terrifying.

"Take another sword from me!"

Sha Wumie frowned slightly, but did not admit defeat, but waved a sword again.

A blood-red light shot up into the sky, and with a sword chant, a blood-red sword energy full of infinite murderous intent slashed down at Qin Ye.

"This sword, the murderous intent is stronger than before!"

Qin Ye stretched out his right hand again, still grabbing the sword light. The sword light was easily caught in Qin Ye's hand, and it could never escape Qin Ye's palm.

"Break!"

Qin Ye exerted a little force on his arm, and the sword light was crushed in an instant.

Seeing this, Sha Wumie's body disappeared again in front of Qin Ye.

Then, his voice rang out in the space.

"Killing Art, Killing Clone!"

As Sha Wumie's voice fell, twelve clones appeared around Qin Ye.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The twelve clones roared one after another, and then pounced on Qin Ye, each of them launched an attack on Qin Ye.

Qin Ye's body moved quickly, dodging the attacks of the twelve clones. At the same time, he casually launched an attack and blasted these clones.

"Ka Ka!"

A clone was directly blown up by Qin Ye, turned into nothingness, and dissipated in the air.

However, the dissipated clone condensed again.

"Killing Art, Killing Blow!"

Under Sha Wumie's control, the twelve clones quickly stopped attacking in unison, and then each occupied a position, and then set up a large formation.

Then, the twelve clones attacked one after another. Their attacks gathered together, forming a galaxy-like sword light, which soared into the sky and slashed towards Qin Ye like a raging sea wave.

Qin Ye frowned slightly when he saw this, and waved his hand. The spiritual power in his body surged out, and a barrier appeared in front of him.

"Boom..."

The combined attack of the twelve clones was extremely powerful. Qin Ye's protective barrier was shattered before it could resist for long under this sword.

Then, this sword light slashed on Qin Ye's body.

Qin Ye's body was chopped away.

"Bang bang bang..."

Then, the power of the twelve clones disappeared, collapsed one after another, and dissipated in the air.

"This Sha Wumie is always capable."

The elder was secretly shocked when he saw this scene. If it were him, he might not be able to take this sword.

He looked at Qin Ye who was chopped away, and he wanted to see if Qin Ye died under this sword.

Sha Wumie also looked closely at the direction where Qin Ye fell.

In their sight, when the smoke dissipated, Qin Ye slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Qin Ye patted his clothes and said with a smile: "Not bad! It's been a long time since I met a master like you. The killing technique you practiced seems to be of a high level."

Qin Ye was not angry, but praised the technique used by Sha Wumie.

The killing technique that Sha Wumie practiced was indeed very powerful. If Qin Ye had not had a strong body, he might not have been able to take Sha Wumie's sword.

This was because Qin Ye had a system hack, otherwise, if it were someone else, they might not be Sha Wumie's opponent.

"You are actually safe and sound?"

Seeing Qin Ye walk out safely, Sha Wumie showed a look of surprise on his face, which was a little unbelievable.

The killing technique was the earth-level technique he practiced, but it didn't hurt Qin Ye at all, which made him unacceptable.

"I'm afraid that the earth-level technique is not enough to kill me."

Qin Ye looked at Sha Wumie and shook his head slightly.

"Try to take my move."

Qin Ye smiled at Sha Wumie, and a terrifying force burst out from him. Then he raised his right arm and swung a punch. The terrifying force poured down like a waterfall.

"Not good!"

Seeing the horror of Qin Ye's punch, Sha Wumie's face changed drastically, and he swung his sword in an instant.

But the power of Qin Ye's punch was too strong, even if Sha Wumie used all his strength to strike the sword.

However, the sword light collapsed as soon as it touched Qin Ye's fist mark, and the terrifying power directly blasted Sha Wumie away and fell a thousand meters away.

At this moment, Sha Wumie looked dazed, and his heart was full of horror.

Qin Ye's fighting power was so terrifying that he couldn't even take Qin Ye's punch.

"How could such a terrifying person like you appear in this poor place in the Northern Territory?"

Sha Wumie soared into the sky and returned to Qin Ye's front. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Qin Ye with an incredible look in his eyes.