In his previous life, his sword heart was clear, but it did not mean that his state of mind was truly perfect and without any flaws.
It's just that there are some things that he has never experienced, and there are some things that he has never had.
The fetters of 'Zong Shou' are also fettering him at this moment. Yi Ren, Xue'er, no one was so kind to him in the previous life - at that time, he was a lonely ghost with nothing, a rogue swordsman.
, and have never been able to find any retreat or escape strategy for themselves. Every time they encounter a war, they have tried their best to fight hard, or were forced or intentionally put themselves in a near-death situation, and finally survived.
at last.
Precisely because of this, he gradually did not take his own life to heart. People who have been wallowing on the edge of a knife all year round have reduced their fear of death to a minimum and despise life and death.
If it weren't for his unchanging pursuit of the ultimate in swordsmanship, Zong Shou even doubted whether he would have turned into a walking corpse long before he broke through to heaven.
But at this moment, his sword hesitated and became weak. The clear heart of the sword also had flaws.
But this is also an opportunity. If he didn't experience this, he would never be able to make up for this shortcoming in his life.
The reason why the Qingyin Sect will send all its disciples to go to the world and even to the brothel (female + branch) for training is for the same reason. It allows the disciples to experience everything in the world, so as to form their own way of living in the world.
Several moans suddenly sounded in the cave room. Zong Shou finally remembered that there were two or three living people inside who were not completely dead.
With a raised brow, Zong Shou walked up to Zong Yang. He didn't know when he broke through the innate realm. His chest and abdomen were blasted by him, but he was not dead for a while, and was panting violently.
When Zong Shou arrived, Zong Yang only felt despair. Half a quarter of an hour ago, he thought that this Zong Shou was destined to die. There were nearly twenty seventh-level experts. Several Xuanwu masters had become famous for a long time. No matter how he thought about it, this
No one should be half alive.
But just when he finally felt satisfied, his chest and abdomen were shattered by Zong Shou's punch. Then, he saw a massacre before his eyes.
The thick smell of blood assaults your nostrils. Mixed with the murderous aura, your mind goes blank and you feel like vomiting.
However, Zong Shou only looked at him coldly and turned around to leave. Zong Yang's heart sank as he felt the sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and his fear suddenly disappeared.
"Don't leave, kill me!"
Zong Shou just pretended not to hear and had no intention of staying. Zong Yang's chest and abdomen were shattered, nearly 30% of his internal organs were shattered, his spine was broken, and his limbs could no longer move.
Unless it was an elixir-level elixir, even the most brilliant medical saint in the Yun Realm at this time could not save his life. He could only endure the pain and wait for death. He was no longer the one to torment him.
Zong Yang refused to wait any longer, gritted his teeth and said, "I know why Xue Suifan came to Julong Mountain! I am plotting against you here because I was invited by Xiong Yu. I just did it on the spur of the moment."
Hearing this, Zong Shou finally raised his brows and stopped in his tracks. He thought that it was indeed this Xiongyu who had invited so many strong men over. I am afraid that the only purpose was to kill him here.
What a beautiful princess Xuanyu!
Zong Yang was slightly happy, thinking that Zong Shou was interested in this matter, but at this moment he did not dare to show off, and without waiting for Zong Shou to ask, he said directly: "About a hundred years ago, there was a man named Venerable Xuan Lang.
Therefore, he rebelled from the Canglang Sea. Legend has it that countless treasures were swept away from the Juelong City——"
Zong Shou's brows are gently, and the color of ridicule. Treasures? In addition to those who have accumulated more than 10,000 years, how many people can compare with his private pockets?
Those precious spirit in the market, he just doesn't want to buy it. Those spiritual tools are not close, and they don't want to spend money for this.
Therefore, no matter what this His Holiness this is brought out, he will not care. But instantly, he only listened to Zongyang's difficult saying: "It is said that there are more than a dozen pieces of spiritual tools in it, all of them are on the seventh order, and there are several more than a few more.
It is specially made by corresponding to the Dragon clan. Most of them have been recovered by Dragon City, but the nine drops of ancient times on the ancient times of ancient dragon blood, but still did not whereabouts. "
"Zhenlong essence?"
Zong Shou whispered in stunning. If it was this thing, it was no wonder that there would be many people in this, entering this Julong Mountain.
I just feel that the right arm is a moxibustion. This is a thunderbolt. This guy has responded from time to time since it was visible to your mural sword marks.
If there is a true blood of the real dragon, this thunder wings Yang snake, for fear of being able to turn into the same time, the real dragon blood veins, or even reshaping the flesh, maybe.
"It is! Legend is that it was the income of the real dragon before the Dragon City.
Zong Yang has been suffered by that pain, and he is tortured until he is about to lose his mind. In the words, he dare not hide it at all.
In my heart, I feel that there are thousands of ants, and they are eating the heart.
He used to look at Zong Shou as an ant, and he did not take it in his eyes. But at this time, he needed the other party to make himself happy.
Regardless of the strategy or his own strength, Zongyang is defeated.
And secretly resentment, if Zong Shou does not hide his strength, it is the real emperor of Qian Tianshan! How can he have a different heart?
No matter how big ambitions, let's let go!
Even with it, I hate the Xue family.
"Legend has it that after eliminating the Xuanlang Lord, it consumes countless beast crystals several times.
Before Julong Mountain. Before here, it seemed that it had been obtained. It was said that I got a map and I could find it. "
Zong Shou's heart was suddenly, Julong Mountain was a place where the old man in the former dragon lived in the seclusion place, and his thoughts remained here, and it was implicitly contained in the atmosphere of the real dragon. Hidden the blood of the real dragon here is indeed an excellent method.
Discover another trick, and all the belongings of the snow crushed sails were in their hands. There was a map drawn on the jade. It was the same as before.
The cave channel, especially the upper left side, the lack of blank parts of Hao Xuanzong are also complete.
The position of the blood of the real dragon is marked in a passage above the left.
Zong Shou didn't know this map for a while. It was true or not. After frowning slightly, he asked curiously: "Since there is a picture, why do you not go to find the blood of the real dragon first?
The news, when he is more than one talent. "
In this regard, Zongyang was not surprised, and ridiculed in the mouth: "Although there are pictures, they can't get in. Xue Broken Fan's 厮 is a thousand four -order beast crystals in this picture, but the result is
It's fake. "
Zong Shou frowned and didn't have any any. After thinking about it, he still popped up and shattered the brain of the Yang Yang.
Seeing this person died with your own eyes, there was a sigh in his heart. Between the soul, it belonged to the previous "Zong Shou" part, and it seemed to disappear.
After that, he changed into clean clothes, put away the bloody clothes, touched his sleeves, and then sighed helplessly.
In addition, the two Yun Yan flying knives that killed two mutated magic crystal fire ants not long ago, which are one with the mind and replicate the Jingyun Shen's Sword Intent, have already been consumed in four pieces.
In the past few months, he has only warmed up eight swords in total. The remaining twenty swords can only be slightly sensed by his mind, and can barely change directions twice, and there is no sword intention attached to them.
, the power is really much different.
The situation in the outer cave room was so strange that I didn't know if I could handle it.
In short, this place is no longer a place where we can stay for a long time. Zong Shou no longer cares about it, and the few seriously injured and dying people strode away.
However, half an hour later, when Zong Shou arrived at the place where he was first attacked, Zong Yuan was nowhere to be seen.
Not only Zong Yuan, but also Gong Yue, who had been following him step by step, also disappeared without a trace.
The only gratifying thing is that except for three corpses and some hidden weapons scattered around, there are no other traces around this place. Thinking that these two guys must have surrendered unharmed, Zong Shou suddenly felt a headache and thought about it.
In this maze that extends in all directions, it is not easy to find two people. How is it like looking for a needle in a haystack?
I can only shake my head secretly, as Jin Buhui said, everyone has their own opportunities.
Maybe Zong Yuan and Gong Yue would gain something after leaving him.
※※※※“Zong Shou!”
As he spoke, with heart-wrenching hatred, Yue Linghuan punched the stone wall next to him.
His martial arts skills were not limited to his fists. A full blow would instantly make his fingers bloody and bloody.
Yue Linghuan didn't realize it at all. He just felt that the pain was not enough to suppress the hatred and faint fear in his heart - "I have never seen such a terrifying person in my life!"
The person speaking at this moment was an old man with gray hair and wearing silver armor. His eyes were shining with a look of horror.
"I have seen those powerful people in the Heavenly Realm and the Traveling Realm before. But I don't feel that they are as powerful as this person. When the sword is out, he will die, and when the fist is out, he will die. This person's martial arts ideas are so high, I'm afraid
Even the Martial Sect of that day couldn't compare. A figure like Xue Suifan, even three people at the peak of Xuanwu like me, could suppress him. But they only blocked six of his blows——"
This silver-armored old man is also at the peak of Xuanwu!
"——Huanyang Realm! He is only fourteen years old!"
Another spiritual master next to him also smiled bitterly, and then pointed out the key to this failure: "If this is all, it's fine! We will definitely be able to kill him. The key is that this guy is decisive in his actions and his attacks are ruthless enough.
, hit the vital point directly. His martial arts is also like a desperate move, not relying on oneself at all.
He cares about his own life and death. That's right, others can only die, only he can live. Looking at his battle, his style is bloody and domineering, and his moves are simple and sharp. Without thousands of bloody battles, it would never be like this! Those rumors, I am afraid there are seven
It’s true! I’m just wondering, how could Zong Weiran’s son really be a useless person?”