"My Zong Shou is a kind man, and I can't think of any miserable way to die, let alone torture. I have no choice but to let you die simply."
Li Yunniang smiled subconsciously, thinking that the death of this sect was imminent, so she still had the heart to tell jokes.
But the next moment, I felt a strong, sharp, sharp, sharp aura, mixed with a cold murderous intention, suddenly crossing each other.
Li Yunniang was shocked. Although this energy was not directed at her, she still felt frightened and inexplicable. She felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with chills all over her body.
As for Ren Qianchou and the other three, their expressions all changed. Zai Wuxia and Shuo Su Chuxue all looked at the source of the aura.
Then, where Zong Shou originally stood, only the Dao Talisman was burning in mid-air, but his figure had already disappeared on the spot. It turned into an invisible white shadow, as powerful as thunder. Only that
At the tip of the sword, a bit of edge flashed, and a trace of purple thunder shone.
This sword was extremely fast and extremely sharp. Zong Shou seemed to have concentrated all his energy on the tip of the sword.
Just like the Qi that the three of them sensed just now, they are also extremely strong and sharp, extremely sharp and rigid, extremely sharp and domineering!
Ren Qianchou's complexion suddenly turned pale. He retreated crazily. The sword in his hand turned into millions of sword flowers. He tried his best to stop her!
He is known as the "Cunning Sword". The sword he usually uses has always been strange and unpredictable. Whenever the sword is drawn, it is often in a direction that others cannot predict, and he has always been proud of it.
However, at this moment, I just hated my own sword style. Under the sword power of this sharp and brutal tyrant, he was actually helpless to resist.
There was no change, just the simplest straight thrust! But when this sword hit, it was like a falling star, letting him weave heavy sword shadows. The sword's power was still piercing into the body without any way to stop it.
"This is the force of the sword! No, it should be the intention of the sword. Still wrong, it's the rhyme of the sword."
It was obvious that the Zongshou in front of him was only as good as the Eight Meridians Secret Martial Master even after the outbreak. But at this moment, it felt as if a Heavenly Martial Master was taking action against him.
Unstoppable and unstoppable!
Just when the tip of the sword, which shone with cold light, was a foot away from his throat, a trace of joy finally appeared on Ren Qianchou's face.
Finally, I caught the path of this sword at the last moment. I felt relaxed all over my body, and countless cold sweats also broke out from my body.
However, just a moment later, Ren Qianchou's pupils shrank into needle shapes again.
Zong Shou's sword suddenly flashed with lightning, and the speed of the sword increased by nearly ten times in an instant.
It forcefully passed through the less than a foot of space and penetrated into his throat.
Ren Qianchou could even clearly hear the sharp sound of the sword penetrating into his throat, as well as the crackling sound of the thunder exploding his own flesh and blood.
Waves of destructive spiral energy rushed into his body, destroying the vitality in his body. There were also whirlpools, which seemed to be sucking his essence, making him full of energy. In this moment, everything was in his body.
Disappeared without a trace.
With his knees weak, Ren Qianchou plopped down in front of Zong Shou, unable to kneel down.
At this moment, the four people in the forest were like clay and wood sculptures, standing firmly in place.
Li Yunniang's small mouth was open, and the sarcastic smile didn't even have time to retreat from her face. She stared at Zong Shou intently, and those eyes seemed to fall out of their sockets.
And the ‘Lan Sword’, Xie Jun’s ‘Wrath Sword’, and Yuntao could no longer move even if they only had time to step out ten feet.
Locked in Zong Shou's thoughts, a fierce and cold murderous intention pierced their hearts. It seemed that if they made even the slightest move, even half a step forward, Zong Shou would be attracted to Zong Shou's dangerous and unstoppable sword.
Lian Fan's face was expressionless, but his chest was ups and downs, and his heart was in turmoil.
His clenched teeth were stinging, so he wouldn't think that what he was seeing was a dream.
When he was sent to Zongshou as a servant by Xu Zhengyuan, he also had some doubts in his heart. It was just his character and habit of being taciturn and unwilling to easily disobey his master's orders, so he just reluctantly obeyed the orders. The great kindness he owed in the early years also needs to be repaid. .
Until now, after seeing this scene with my own eyes, I finally understood some of the reasons. Xu Zhengyuan sent him to serve as the Crown Prince of Qian Tianshan, not to let him die, but to fulfill him and value him!
As an eighth-level secret martial artist, Ren Qianchou, who was known as the "Cunning Sword" and understood the power of the sword, died on the spot with just one sword strike!
No wonder Liancheng, the representative of Xu Zhengyuan that day, would be so respectful to this prince!
Then it felt ridiculous again. Before, I thought Zong Shou's expression was a bit weird, but now I felt a little bit better about the prince's mood.
A moment ago, these four people were happily discussing how to torture Zong Shou to death. A moment later, Ren Qianchou had his throat pierced, and his death was determined.
Is there probably nothing funnier than this in this world?
In Zong Shou's eyes, what's the difference between these four people and clowns? Although the words they spoke were terrifying, they could only make people laugh.
At this moment, I can only worry about whether that sword was a sudden burst of Zong Shou, or whether it really has the strength to kill the innate peak martial artist one by one.
Zong Shou held the sword and felt that the essence that had been drawn out had reached the limit that he could control, so he pulled out the sword. He let Ren Qianchou cover the hole in his throat and ignored it.
He turned around and looked at Yuntao not far away: "Your name is Nu Jian, why are you not angry anymore?"
Yuntao's eyes turned red, he let out an explosive roar, brandished the seven-foot giant sword in his hand, and continued to stride forward. With a whirlwind, he slashed at him furiously.
But Lan Jian and Xie Jun reacted in a different way. They swung their bodies backwards and then ran away crazily into the distance without even turning their heads.
Zong Shou chuckled, flicking his sleeves carelessly, and a bit of cold light came out, and then he stabbed with the same sword. This time, it was erratic, without the sharpness of the sharp flash before.
People are like clouds and swords are like fog. In the eyes of Li Yunniang and Lian Fan, one illusion becomes two, and two illusions become four. It is difficult to distinguish the true shape.
Even in Yun Tao's eyes, there was a look of confusion and confusion. A shadow of a sword suddenly emerged from the clouds. With a slight stab, it passed through Yun Tao's left chest and pierced his heart.
At the same time, the giant sword struck the ground with a loud clang.
But Yuntao's body was still standing, with his sword on the ground, and the blood in his chest was flowing out like spring water. His eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to remember the young man in white in front of him deeply in his heart.
Li Yunniang felt a chill all over her body at this moment, and she couldn't believe her eyes.
Is this Zong Shou, whom she regards as a waste, who has been sarcastic and ridiculed for ten days, but never gets angry?
Ren Qianchou, the famous Yunxia Seven Swordsman in the east of Yunlu, and the "Wrath Sword" Yuntao, died like this?
Is it that I am sleeping at this moment, or are these people actually acting for me?
Subconsciously, Li Yuniang turned towards the direction where Lan Jian and Xie Jun left.
Looking at it, it suddenly became even more chilly.
Not far away, I saw a little bit of white light, chasing after the figure who was running away quickly.
It was also silent and dreamlike. No matter how fast Xie Jun ran, he was still being approached quickly.
His body twisted in mid-air and suddenly turned to the south at an incredible angle. But in the next moment, he saw only the white light. It also turned and not only followed him closely, but also the distance became closer than ten feet.
"It's a flying knife, the flying knife changes direction one by one"
Li Yunniang's face was as pale as paper, and she unconsciously pinched the skirt of her skirt with her hands. It was so big that she almost tore the fabric apart.
I can't imagine what the result would be if this knife came towards her?
Before he finished speaking, the white light in his field of vision suddenly burst out into a ball of brilliance. It was like a powerful and powerful idea that suddenly pressed down on the dense forest.
And Xie Jun also let out a horrified roar at the same time.
"Sword Intent? How could it be the Jingyun Shen Destroying Sword?"
The words suddenly stopped with a sharp "Zheng" sound. Li Yunniang saw Xie Jun and his sword being heavily nailed to the tree by the flying knife.
There was no sound after that, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead. At this moment, she just felt that her mind was blank, she was extremely confused, and she didn't know how to react.
In his mind, he also subconsciously recalled what Chaofan said to Zong Shou a few days ago when Liancheng knelt on the ground.
"In the future, the prince will control Qiantian Mountain. If he wants to dominate Donglin, but he is ordered to do so, we, Yun Sheng City, will never dare to disobey! We will definitely help the prince and sweep across Donglin."
When she heard these words before, she only thought it was funny, but now she no longer smiled at all, but her heart tightened.
Three innate pinnacles were lying dead on the ground before even taking a breath. How could she still laugh?
I remember that the Qian Tianshan sect was only twenty years old when he arrived at Xiantian. The sect guard in front of me is only thirteen, and he is already an eighth-level secret martial artist, and he has the power to fight against the peak Xiantian experts!
With such strength, wouldn’t it be possible to control Qiantian Mountain easily? If he could stay for another mortal life and sweep across the East Linyun Realm,
No wonder Xu Zhengyuan is so proud, yet he is willing to surrender to Zong Shou!
Then yourself? What is it? A joke?
Since you have such overwhelming strength, what else are you hiding? Aren’t all the major sects in the world flocking to you?
The Nineteen Spiritual Mansion and the Ten Holy Lands will risk their lives to bring this prince under their sect!
By the way, there is also sword intent!
Just before he killed Yuntao, there was clearly the Jingyun Shen Destroying Sword Intent on top of the flying knife.
And the sword at the beginning can be vaguely distinguished, it is still just the rhyme of the sword. But the martial arts idea has the vast meaning of the innate martial arts master's attack.
The level of sword rhyme, but the reality of sword intention. Moreover, they are two completely different swordsmanship, integrated into one. Both have extremely high attainments, and there is no hindrance in switching.
Li Yunniang felt that she was going crazy. What kind of monster was in front of her?