The dense forest was silent for another moment before there was any movement. A young man in his twenties, with a ruddy complexion and a dignified appearance, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked out of the forest with a look of ordinary embarrassment. However, after a moment, he turned around again With a cold and stern look: "Are you Zong Shou, the prince of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain?"
Zong Shou couldn't help but rub his face, thinking that no matter where he went, people would recognize him, he was really famous.
However, this man's robe looked very familiar, and the pattern on it seemed to have been seen before.
After recalling some memories from his previous life, Zong Shou thought: "So what? Are you from the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect?"
"It's the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect! The fourth generation disciple and the ninth direct descendant of Long Batian!"
The young man's face was cold and arrogant, and he raised his chin with contempt: "Since you know my identity, you should also know why I am here. If you are smart, you should give up your marriage to Yiren! Yiren My sister is the daughter of heaven. How can you, a waste with two veins, get your hands on this insecure toad? Do you also want to eat swan meat? The only person in this world who is worthy of her is my uncle Zong Han Ni Shui. !”
Zong Shou felt extremely helpless. He was indeed famous. Nowadays, everyone who met him would step on him and make a few mocking remarks.
But why does the name Long Batian sound so happy?
Those novels that imagined the legends of ancient warriors in later generations loved to use this kind of names. Words like Long Aotian, Long Jingtian, Long Zhentian and the like were disgusting to read.
The name sounds nice and it needs to be very domineering, but if you read too much, it will be a bit off-putting.
However, the number of disciples of the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect is really the same for thousands of years. The person in front of me looks like he is at least twenty-eight, and he is only an innate martial artist who has just entered the Earth Wheel and the second line, and he can actually become a sect. Directly passed down.
And why did you find this person? Even if you want to force him to break off the engagement, this amount is too unqualified to talk nonsense with this person. Zong Shou was about to take action directly, but something moved in his heart. He decided to endure it for the time being. , don’t always think bad things about people, but convince them with virtue.
Moreover, too many people died in his hands today. Zong Shou shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! I didn't care about this marriage before, but now I have changed my mind. Can I be worthy of it or not?" Your Excellency, it has nothing to do with this marriage! Unless Yi Ren changes her mind, otherwise I, Zong Shou, can only say sorry!"
Chuxue also glared at the square-faced young man. She didn't like Li Yunniang, but she was extremely happy with Xuanyuan Yiren. She would always give her some pills every now and then. It was very sweet and delicious. Even after catching birds every day, she would I feel sore all over.
There was a flash of green energy on Long Ba Tian's face, and then he regained his composure and nodded coldly: "That's all! My words have been conveyed, it's up to you whether you listen or not. I just hope you won't regret these words in the future. !”
He fluttered his sleeves and turned around, as if he was about to leave. But as soon as he took half a step, he suddenly turned around and drew his sword. His figure was like an arrow leaving the string, his whole body was surrounded by lightning, and he slashed at Zong Shou's neck with his sword.
The sharp sword shadow was as fast as lightning. When it reached Zong Shou, Chu Xue blinked, as if she had just reacted.
Long Batian's eyes were full of ferocious light, and his face was filled with ferocious joy. Just when he was about to enjoy the pleasure of cutting into flesh and bones with the sword in his hand, he suddenly saw Zong Shou's eyes, with a slightly mortal look in his eyes. It means to ridicule.
The next moment, Zong Shou's entire body suddenly disappeared before his eyes. The strange figure disappeared and passed under his sword. Then his chest and abdomen seemed to be hit by a huge boulder.
"Canopy!"
The sound was as muffled as thunder, and Long Batian's twenty-four ribs immediately made a cracking sound. His whole body also flew back, sliding more than ten feet away before stopping.
There was a sudden dizziness in my head, and it took a few breaths before I managed to regain some consciousness.
Immediately, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt that his chest and abdomen were shattered, and the ruthless ribs turned into countless fragments, piercing into his internal organs.
Just as his eyes were blank and he didn't know what was going on, he saw Zong Shou's figure, flying over dozens of feet and moving in front of him.
Long Batian's body trembled, and then he recalled that it was this young man in the scene just now. A seemingly random kick hit his chest, causing him to be seriously injured and dying!
Seeing Zong Shou, his smile was still gentle and without any warmth. Long Batian's heart tightened. At this moment, this gentle and polite half-demon boy no longer felt weak and could be bullied in his eyes. There was only the deep hidden lust.
Yin's ruthless, unpredictable strength, and just now, that ruthless and decisive counterattack.
Immediately, another surge of overwhelming anger rose in his chest. Long Batian tried his best to calm Baote, but the interviewer couldn't help but twist: "Excellent! You are such a good Zongshou. I, Long Batian, will record today's revenge."
Yes! I will one day ask you for repayment!"
Then Zong Shou was seen smiling but not smiling. He pulled out a thunder tooth sword and waved it casually, bringing up a ball of lightning, as if he was trying his hand.
Long Batian was frightened, and then sneered again: "You dare to kill me? I am the fourth generation disciple of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, and the ninth direct descendant of Long Batian! Today, there is a grudge between two people between you and me.
But as long as you touch a hair on my head, I will go up to the Xuanling Sect and kill all of your Tianhu Sect members!"
Zong Shou tilted his head and killed everyone in the Tianhu clan? Why does it sound like a refreshing feeling?
I really wish that the Shangxiao Sect could handle it for him, so that he wouldn't have to trouble the God of Destruction.
With this thought in his mind, the Thunder Tooth Sword in his hand was suddenly slashed down with one strike. The head of the person under his feet was immediately separated!
The head of Long Batian was suddenly thrown away. There was still a look of anger and disbelief on his face. This Zong Shou actually dared to kill him! How could he do that?
And the body technique just now, the kick that made him unable to react, was clearly innate!
How could this Zongshou be able to practice martial arts and be so strong? He must be a waste with a dual-vein body and cannot practice martial arts.
Swinging his sword again, he shook off the residual blood. Zong Shou's cock showed a hint of ridicule. Did this fool really think that he would let him go? Whether it was Tan Qiu in the previous life or Zong Shou in this life,
But I have never been in the habit of indulging my opponents, especially those who have murderous intentions and have already taken action.
As for the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, the third in the Lingfu, how could he like it?
But this way, it will take time to destroy the corpse and eliminate the traces. I wonder if time can make up for it?
Feeling a slight headache, Zong Shou suddenly smiled again and turned to Lin Nei on his left: "Come out by yourself. You should have seen enough of this good show!"
As soon as Chuxue walked up to him, she felt a moment of surprise and glanced around in astonishment.
Besides Long Batian, is there anyone else here?
This time, there was no need for two people to wait. A figure walked out of the shadow. He was holding a gun and his expression was uncertain.
Chuxue was startled: "Are you Purple Thunder Spear Zongyuan?"
Not only had she seen this person from a distance in Qiantian Mountain City, but she had also met him up close during the auction in Yunsheng City.
Zong Yuan didn't answer, the tip of the spear in his hand kept trembling slightly, and the spear pointed in a circle, like a coiled snake, guarding against the prying eyes of wild beasts. His eyes were cold, staring at Zong Shou, a little suspicious, a little uncomfortable. Believe it or not, and even fear it.
Zong Shou looked at Zong Yuan's gun and couldn't help but laugh: "Did you also see what happened just now? I wonder what you think, cousin?"
"Thinking? The prince is very strong! Zongyuan has no chance of winning. Whether it is Zong Shi or Uncle Zong Hao, everyone in the clan has misjudged you."
Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, his face was purple, but he answered honestly, and then asked: "That day's 'Strange Sword' Ren Qianchou, 'Lan Jian', 'Xie Jun' 'Wrath Sword', and Yuntao, but the three of them are dead." In the hands of the Crown Prince?"
"Exactly!" Zong Shou never thought of hiding this matter.
Zong Yuan's eyes couldn't help but become more solemn: "Then the death of Li Xieling with 100,000 blood was also killed by the prince?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling a little strange: "You know? Did you see it?"
"I don't know!" Zong Yuan shook his head: "I was twenty miles away that day. I knew that the Xuanwu Sect had no time to rush to that place. I also went to take a closer look. Now that I think about it, he can kill Li Xieling’s only son is you!"
The hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble slightly. His heart almost jumped out of his chest. Before he was ordered to rush to Yunsheng City, he had never thought that this person was unable to practice and was regarded as an incompetent by all the people in the Tianshan Mountains. The shameful good-for-nothing prince of Tianshan turned out to be such a terrifying figure!
Being able to kill the three Ren Qianchou with his own hands in less than sixty breaths, this kind of combat power is already invincible to the Grandmaster!
After thinking about it, at that time, the only person in the forest who was qualified to fight against Li Xieling was this prince.
Then Zong Shou smiled: "You are extremely smart. As my father said, you are not only talented in martial arts, you are the best in the clan, and your brain is also very flexible."
Zongyuan said nothing, turned around and left with the gun in hand.
If he just kills the 'Crooked Sword' and Ren Qianchou, he will leave the body without hesitation. Even if he kills those three people in a row, it will only make him more eager to fight.
However, after this battle, Li Xieling was killed with 100,000 blood and his head was severed with a sword. This prince was no longer a human being at all!
As a martial artist, you should be brave and fearless, and you should always have the determination to be invincible.
But if you are stupid enough to challenge someone, you have no chance of defeating someone you can look up to. That is not bravery at all, but stupidity, incomparable stupidity, and stupidity!
In a flash, Ren Qianchou's figure suddenly froze.
In front of his eyes, a huge black lion was crouching in front of him. His eyes were fierce, his muscles were tense, and he was ready to attack, blocking all his escape routes.
Zong Shou, who was behind him, was shaking his head and raising the sword in his hand: "I am so unambitious! Let me see if your Purple Thunder Spear is true to what my father said, it can prove the throne of Heaven!"