Chapter Fourteen: The Death of the Sword (Small Climax)
He retrieved the willow-leaf flying knife from the neck of Zong Yu, who was still staring at death. Zong Shou waved his hand and shook off all the blood on it.
The spiritual sense he cultivated on this flying knife was completely cut off the moment it left his hand.
At this moment, he was just using this action to cover up his Tianyuan Transformation Technique and sucked away all the remaining Qi, blood and essence from Zong Yu.
Then he lost interest and glanced at Zong Yu. He patted Su Chuxue's head, then he laughed and walked directly to the place where the swords were clashing a hundred feet away.
Saying that Zong Yu and others are rubbish is not just to stimulate this person, but in his heart, he really thinks so.
What is really dangerous is the Fierce Sword Uwei who is one hundred and sixty feet away and has already suppressed Yin Yang, who was seriously injured in the chest and abdomen, until he was unable to fight back! This is the only person who can make him pay some attention.
A martial artist who has reached the peak of the intermediate level is indeed more than one level stronger than a low-level martial artist. Even if he failed to swallow it in the first place, the energy contributed by Zong Yu exceeded that of the Li brothers by at least 30%.
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But even if he absorbs all these, plus the remaining true energy in his body, and can cross the seventh level and challenge the flying knife of the Seven Meridians Mystical Martial Master, he can only deliver one blow!
Success leads to survival, failure leads to death!
When he reached one hundred and forty feet, Zong Shou paused for a moment beside the withered corpse.
Then he also secretly admired Yin Yang. Although he didn't know the name of this deceased person, judging from the luster of his bones and skin, it was obvious that his cultivation level was above that of a martial artist, reaching the realm of secret martial arts.
Yin Yang used the power of thunder to kill the man on the spot. Although he was seriously injured, he also avoided himself and fell into a situation where he was attacked from both sides. He was decisive and ruthless. At this moment, the heavy sword shadows were as formidable as a wall. In that majestic sword light
Even though it is still struggling, it can still support itself, which shows its tenacity.
In future God Emperor games, even if he is not considered a mini-boss, he is at least an elite figure.
By the time we got here, we could already feel the raging wind pressure. Every bit of sharp energy was causing the skin to ache. And Uwe's sharp eyes would glance over from time to time.
Almost every step forward requires you to tighten your mind and take huge risks. You may lose your life if you are in a trance or lose your mind. With this person's body skills and quick sword, if you take his life within a hundred steps, I'm afraid it will still be returned.
Less than half a breath, just the blink of an eye.
However, Zong Shou kept walking, with a fearless expression. He didn't stop until he was fifteen feet away. He held the sword in his right hand, and tucked it into his sleeve with his left hand. Only a small section of the sword was exposed outside the sleeve, looming and shimmering with cold light.
From this distance, the flying knife in his hand can reach him in an instant.
"Little Lord!"
Su Chuxue followed him step by step, chasing after him with doubts in her eyes. No matter how strong Zong Shou's martial arts skills were, his inner breath was still limited. Intervening in the battle between the two secret martial artists was too reluctant and too overestimating his own abilities.
Just when he was worried and anxious, he saw in the distance that the sword light, which was originally like a river, was suddenly suffocated. The shadow of the sword reappeared, and the momentum even surpassed the sword light.
Zong Shou just stood there like this, and a large amount of cold sweat could be faintly seen on Uwe's forehead. From time to time, his eyes glanced at Zong Shou's left hand, as if he was extremely afraid.
Only then did he suddenly wake up. In this man's eyes, Zong Shou's flying knife was actually so powerful!
When I saw Zong Shou practicing flying knives before, other than the fact that his movements were fast, precise, concise, and somewhat threatening to her, there was no other feeling.
However, today, neither Li Ling nor Zong Yu could effectively dodge the willow leaf flying knife!
But at this moment, even the fierce sword Uwe, who had killed several secret martial masters in the past, felt threatened by the sword he had not fired.
In those dry eyes, in addition to anger, surprise and fear, there was clearly a hint of retreat!
Zong Shou seemed not to notice anything, with a smile on his face. His eyes seemed to be closed, and his feet were uneven, as if he had fallen asleep. As time went by, the whole person gradually became silent.
But Uwei became more and more out of control, his sword light was scattered and almost without any order. In just half a quarter of an hour, he was almost injured by Yin Yang's sword several times.
After holding on for a while, he finally lost the will to fight. The shadow of the sword suddenly blazed brightly, forcing Yin Yang to retreat. Then he swept away his body and quickly retreated into the distance without any delay.
At this moment, Zong Shou's face suddenly convulsed again, and blood overflowed from his mouth. Immediately afterwards, he fell to his knees on the ground, and there was a continuous, heartbreaking cough.
Uwei only took a few steps outward, and then his face showed a look of surprise. His eyes hesitated for a moment, and his body suddenly turned around. He let go of Yin Yang directly, and his sword shined like a dragon, striking twenty feet away.
Chuxue's beautiful face immediately turned pale, and Yin Yang's expression also changed drastically. All the sword lights in the sky were retracted, and then a group of sword shadows that were a hundred times more blazing exploded, sweeping behind Uwei. But the speed was enough to slow down the latter.
One shot.
With just one breath, the distance between several people was reduced to less than ten feet.
The tip of the sword was already in front of him, and Zong Shou's eyes suddenly opened. Although he was in extreme pain, he was still conscious and clear, with cold murderous intent and a slight sneer.
"What a pity. We just had such a good opportunity, why didn't you run away?"
All the energy he had absorbed, the four wind spirit points in his body, and all the energy circulating in the chakras, were all gathered at a point on his fingertips at this moment. His left hand, which was tucked into his sleeve,
There was no movement at all, just a white light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, rising suddenly through the sky.
Uwe was horrified in mid-air. The sword in his hand obviously only needed to cross half a foot more to kill the young man. But he didn't dare to go forward and extend it another half foot.
With a soft snort, the figure turned around helplessly, and the whole figure quickly drew an arc, just in time to avoid the blazing sword light.
Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and sneered secretly, he saw that the trajectory of the Talisman knife suddenly changed, and it rushed towards him in a strange way. Uwe's pupils also suddenly shrank.
"The flying knife changes direction! How is that possible?"
With a loud roar, Uwe's figure retreated like a storm. However, he only retreated five feet, and he felt a sharp pain in his right eye.
The flying knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, completely crushed his eyeball into pieces, then penetrated straight into his brain.
It was dangerous and dangerous before the remaining strength faded away. The blade was stuck with the bones, but Uwei's brain also felt a sharp pain and fainted. Before he could recover, his complexion changed again. It was extremely pale and filled with deathly silence.
color.
The sword light that chased him from behind erupted and completely engulfed his figure in an instant.
But before finally losing consciousness, Uwe had only one thought.
"What a sharp flying knife! How can there be such a magical skill in the world?"
The next moment, countless blood sprayed forward, dyeing a piece of grass into blood red.
Seeing with his own eyes that Uwei, who was directly in front of him, was cut into pieces by Yin Yang's horizontal sword. Zong Shou also felt his mind relax, and then his vision dimmed again.
He coughed up blood just now, not because he wanted to take risks and seduce this person, but because his body was really in an unsustainable state. And with the last blow, it completely collapsed.
"This damn double-veined body is really weak——"
Thinking vaguely in his mind, Zong Shou felt even more dizzy, and then completely lost consciousness.
Su Chuxue, who was behind him, saw this and immediately took a step forward to support Zong Shou and prevent Zong Shou from falling to the ground. His eyes were slightly strange. In addition to the joy of surviving the disaster, there was also a sense of loss.
In today's battle, the young master of his family decided the outcome almost entirely by himself. On the contrary, she almost became a burden.