Author: Frost on the Moon

On the spirit boat.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The killer members of the Hell Organization were watching everything happening on the ground with shock on their faces. Until they saw the ace killer Lu Quan being beheaded, their breathing slowed down for half a beat.

Defeated!

Even the ace killer was defeated!

All the killers looked at Lu An in shock.

"This kid... is so terrifying?!"

"Lu Quan is an invincible ace killer... I didn't expect that one day he would die here. It's sad and deplorable..."

"At first I watched him fight. Although his qualities were extremely good in all aspects, he still had many flaws and his attacks were not ruthless and decisive enough. But after only a few battles, even Lu Quan was suppressed!

"

"An embryo-killer, Lu An is a born embryo-killer!"

"He actually still hid his cultivation, holding it back until the end before bursting out..."

"Isn't this too old-fashioned? I always feel a little defeated."

"I don't think so. Being able to hide is also a skill, and just from the perspective of fighting in the same realm, his chance of winning is also greater. He has obviously reached a higher realm, but he can still endure the fight until the last moment. Only then does he reveal his true nature.

Strength, this made me understand the terror of his mind even more..."

The killers did not look down upon Lu An because he hid his realm and attacked Lu Quan.

In fact, every one of them saw Lu An's strength.

If it were them, facing Lu Quan, they would probably be killed in the first round.

Lu An not only defused fatal murderous intentions again and again, but also used powerful means to suppress Lu Quan in reverse, causing Lu Quan to suffer losses again and again. Finally, he was able to kill Lu Quan in one fell swoop. This performance can be described as shocking.

Lu An's sense of power and oppression was real, which made them feel that no matter who went up, they would end up better than Lu Quan.

Yes, this group of killers will not look down on a person because of their different positions.

On the contrary, many killers have begun to respect Lu An and even regard him as their teacher.

"Your Majesty, you have already seen that Lu An's cultivation level has increased, right? Why don't you remind Lu Quan?" Hei Wuchang said.

The judge's eyes were dim: "Everything has its destiny. This is Lu Quan's destiny."

He wouldn't say that he didn't even notice that Lu An's cultivation level had increased from the beginning.

Being able to break through the cultivation level without anyone noticing, and hiding it so well, it's like seeing a ghost... This is the material that is naturally suitable for assassination!

"Lu An is a good young talent...what a pity..."

The judge looked at the man covered in blood below and said slowly:

"The eighteenth level of hell...is coming...!"

…

…

Lu An stuffed several high-level Qi and Blood Pills into his mouth.

The powerful medicine exploded in the body, quickly filling the void of strength.

He picked up Lu Quan's Ghost Sword Fan from the ground, and there were many evil ghosts swimming inside, revealing its ferocious appearance.

"This is...a second-level magic weapon, right?"

"What a powerful magic weapon fluctuation!"

Lu An put away the Ghost Sword Fan and searched some more, and found that there were several first-grade high-grade talismans on the opponent's body, as well as several first-grade high-grade elixirs. He gained a lot.

The spirit boat roared in the sky.

There seems to be strong energy being accumulated.

Lu An took one look and was too lazy to look again.

Instead, he continued walking towards the light gate with an extremely calm expression.

His mentality is a little different now. Perhaps it is the life-and-death fights again and again, or perhaps it is the state of mind after defeating powerful enemies that has made him an extremely pure person now.

Pure warrior!

The final test...

Come on, come on!

No matter who the enemy is, he dares to fight!

Boom boom boom boom...!!

Streams of dark energy light shot down from the spirit boat to the ground.

Lu An narrowed his eyes slightly and found figures walking out of the energy.

They were holding swords, sticks, or other strange magical weapons, and each of them exuded extremely powerful energy.

"There are actually so many killers?"

Lu An's head sank, and the wounds all over his body were still aching.

The leader, a killer with a particularly powerful aura, sneered and spoke.

"Ho ho ho... In the eighteenth level of hell, there are eighteen killers. Isn't it reasonable?" The man said with a grin on his face, holding two tiger-headed swords.

Lu An was silent.

He had known for a long time that the last test would not be that simple.

But I didn't expect it to be so simple.

Before, they were fighting one on one, but now it turned into a group fight.

There are a total of eighteen people, each of whom is in the late stages of Qi training.

Some are in the seventh level of Qi training, and some are in the eighth level. They are all elite masters, but there are no practitioners in the ninth level of Qi training. Maybe they feel that it is too bullying to move from ninth level to eighth level, and to participate in group fights.

Come on...

A little conscience.

But not much.

But eighteen hell killers...

This lineup is indeed too terrifying.

They say two fists are no match for four hands.

Now it was thirty-six moves, and Lu An felt that the obstacles in front of him were as high as the sky.

"What a shame..."

On the spirit boat, the judge slowly spoke.

"Indeed, they actually want us to fight in a group..."

"And there are still eighteen people fighting in a group..."

Black and white impermanence followed suit.

"When the news spreads, the reputation of our West Longzhou branch is completely over."

"Alas... it has become an indelible stain on our branch hall..."

"I just hope they can deal with each other quickly. If a few more are killed, it will really become a joke from hell."

All the killers were filled with emotion.

But no one thought that Lu An could successfully escape from the eighteenth level of hell!

One by one, powerful killers stepped out of the black light.

"My name is Jingtian..."

"My name is Meng Zhiyuan..."

"My name is Xu Qin..."

"My name is Luo Jiayin..."

…

"It's your hell!"

Eighteen elite killers spoke at the same time.

One of the strong men, holding two hammers in his hands, sneered.

"Hehehe...boy, are you ready to go to hell?"
To be continued...