"——" The man held up his spear and looked at Zhang Xiaopeng, who was sent flying by his shot. He froze in place in surprise.

He was not surprised by the power of his spear, but he was surprised by why Zhang Xiaopou's move suddenly died out at the end of its use.

If he hadn't put away the gun by mistake at the last moment, Zhang Xiaopeng might have been stabbed through by him and picked up on the tip of the gun.

"Do it!" As soon as he woke up from the surprise, he cursed regretfully in his heart, angry at himself for why he had to hold back the gun. It would have been so much fun to stab Zhang Xiaopeng through both of them with one shot.

In fact, he had the answer in his heart, but he just didn't want to admit it.

It was Zhang Xiaopeng's strength and ruthlessness that created a deterrent force in his heart. At the moment of the fight, this deterrent force made him subconsciously afraid and did not dare to kill Zhang Xiaopou, so he hesitated in his moves and sheathed his gun.

Zhang Xiaozu's anticlimactic move stunned all the spectators and made them dumbfounded. They felt that Zhang Xiaozu was trying to draw a tiger instead of a dog, which made people laugh.

And it’s too taken for granted.

It's really ridiculous to just look at other people's unique skills and try to copy them as your own.

If it’s so easy to learn other people’s martial arts skills, is there any need to learn from a master?

Just stare around and watch people fighting.

Zhang Xiaozu's failure suddenly made him a joke on the field.

"Isn't this guy a fool?" Ye Shisan curled his lips with a look of disdain.

But he was extremely panicked, and his heart was still beating nervously.

He could see clearly better than anyone else that Zhang Xiaozu's "Sword One" was only one step away from success. Although it was the most difficult step, it still shocked him.

But you know, Zhang Xiaozu just watched him perform "Sword One" once.

A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.

Those who couldn't understand were laughing at Zhang Xiaozu for being an idiot, but those who could understand understood how terrifying Zhang Xiaozu's sword was just now.

What's scary is not how powerful this sword is, what's scary is Zhang Xiaopou's terrifying understanding that goes beyond ordinary people's cognitive scope.

Jiang Han glanced at his fist unconsciously.

He even doubted whether Zhang Xiaozu's second attack was inspired by the punch he punched in Yunzhu Courtyard.

Ye Mingyue was so frightened that goosebumps broke out all over her body.

She finally understood how Zhang Xiaozu was able to exert his power for the second time. It turned out that he had realized it during the battle with her.

So she was more frightened than anyone else, because she had no doubt that if Zhang Xiaozu was allowed to read Ye Shisan's "Sword One" a few more times, Zhang Xiaozu would really understand it.

Nian Lifu frowned and stared at Zhang Xiaopou who fell to the ground, glanced at Ye Shisan, his eyes flashed with viciousness, and whispered: "This guy is a bit scary, he will definitely be a terrible opponent in the future, otherwise——

Should we join forces now to kill him?"

Ye Shisan frowned.

But he soon relaxed his brows, raised the sword in his hand, and said proudly: "I have a sword that can cut heaven and earth, why should I be afraid of others?"

"Two. Force the young man!" Nian Lifu muttered and cursed. He stared at Zhang Xiaopeng, who was lying motionless on the ground, with murderous intent growing in his heart.

God is jealous of talented people, and people are more likely to be jealous.

Zhang Xiaozu was lying on the ground a little confused. This ending was so different from what he imagined.

Although he wanted to use Ye Shisan's "Sword One" on a whim, he did not do anything wanton and make fun of his own life.

He was full of confidence and felt that he could exert at least 50% of the power of "Sword One". To say the least, even if it failed, he would still be able to block the opponent's gun.

But he never expected that this move "Sword One" would be so weird.

It was clear that the power was ready to go out, but at the last moment, the power suddenly dissipated without warning.

So much so that when faced with the rapidly stabbing spear, his strength suddenly collapsed, leaving him with almost no resistance, and he was almost shot through the chest.

"I'm careless. I'm careless." Zhang Xiaozhu lay on the ground shaking his head and sighing with lingering fear.

Then he took out a Yuanshi Golden Pill and drank it, then took out a medicine bottle and sprinkled some trauma-treating powder on the wound on his chest. Finally, he sat up and tied his sleeves to the wound on his chest, and the wound was bandaged.

"Zhang Xiaopeng, tell me quickly, where is Zhou Jianlai?!" Someone saw that Zhang Xiaopeng was injured, and the injury was serious, and they couldn't help but feel a little braver.

But he only dared to hide in the crowd and shout.

puff!

A sharp thorn that shines with metallic luster, a person who screams without any warning

His feet shot up from the ground, penetrated his body from bottom to top, and lifted him up more than ten feet high.

"Ah——" A terrified scream came from his mouth.

However, he struggled only for a few times before he lost his breath and died.

The blood flowed, turning the khaki soil thorns red.

puff!

Another thorn rose from the ground, pierced the body of another person in the crowd, and lifted it into the air.

Puff puff!

The next moment, thorns sprouted up one after another like bamboo shoots after a rain. Every time one sprang up, someone would die tragically on the spot.

"Run!"

Some people screamed in fear, grabbed their frightened companions and ran away, but as soon as they ran a few steps away, they were stabbed through their bodies by ground thorns.

Some people had already run a hundred steps away, but they still could not escape death.

A scalp-numbing killing feast was staged horribly on the other side of the river.

Ye Shisan and other masters frowned because they felt that they were targeted by a murderous intention, and they felt extremely dangerous.

Their expressions could not help but be solemn, and they looked westward in the direction of the murderous intent.

I saw only a majestic and dark young man, carrying a person on his back, slowly walking towards this side from the upper reaches of the river in the west.

He had a smile on his face and looked warm and friendly, but this smile made Ye Shisan and others feel chilled, because the killing feast that was being staged on the other side of the river was done by this person.

They couldn't help but have the idea that the person walking slowly was not a human being, but a smiling devil.

The visitor's steps seemed slow, but in fact he moved very fast, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Take a look." He stopped beside Zhang Xiaozu, put down the person on his back, and said to Zhang Xiaozu.

Then he stood up and looked across the river.

The scene on the other side of the river was miserable.

Everyone below the eighth heaven realm died tragically.

The team of nearly a thousand people turned into a forest of corpses in the blink of an eye, with only fifty or sixty eighth-level cultivators and two half-step masters left.

"You are Niu Guangmao!" Someone recognized the swarthy young man.

He did not admit his mistake, the person who came was none other than Niu Dawa.

"That's right, I'm Niu Guangmao!" Niu Dawa nodded to the man.

He didn't know what happened here before. He only knew that when he arrived, he saw Zhang Xiaozu bandaging his wounds, and heard someone questioning Zhang Xiaozu about Zhou Jianlai's whereabouts, so he basically understood what was going on here.

Seeing the dilapidated state of the ground around him, it was hard for him to imagine what kind of cruel battle Zhang Xiaozu had gone through before.

So he was furious.

With a flick of his right hand, he took out a big bow from Xumi Mustard Seed, and said again: "I brought Zhou Jianlai to you. Do you have anything to do with him?"

squeak--

The big bow was pulled full by him, making a tight squeezing sound.

There was no arrow in his hand, but the moment the bow was fully drawn, a golden arrow surrounded by light appeared out of thin air and was placed on the bow.

collapse!

The string loosens and the arrow shoots out.

To be more precise, the arrow suddenly disappeared.

It seemed to be shot out, and it seemed to have dissipated. No one knew where it went.

On the other side of the river, a master of the eighth heaven realm suddenly had his eyelids twitching wildly. A terrifying sense of danger made his scalp numb, but he had no idea where the danger came from.

He didn't think much, turned around and ran away.

puff!

The moment he turned around, the disappearing golden arrow suddenly appeared in front of him, and the next moment it pierced his heart.

With the inertia of his body, he ran forward two steps, and then fell down, losing all his vitality.

squeak--

Niu Dawa drew her bow and arrow again.

coax!

The people on the other side of the river suddenly dispersed.
To be continued...