Just when everyone was stunned, Zong Shou's sword did not stop even for a moment.
Swallowing Tianyuan Transformation, when the green sword shadow passed by the old man's neck, it had already taken away a few strands of the innate martial arts essence.
It was only less than one-tenth of the total amount, but it was still terrifyingly majestic. And the remaining thoughts of this old man were ten times more powerful than those two secret martial artists!
Zong Shou snorted coldly in his heart, and forcefully erased these distracting thoughts, and the sword shadow rose into the sky again. After a spin, it rolled straight down into the distance.
Gao Yi's face turned pale, but he still slashed back with his sword, driving the wind-riding horse he was sitting down to run away.
Zong Shou didn't care, however. The energy he had gathered suddenly exploded. He directly used the power of a strong attack and stabbed down at full speed with his sword. It turned into thousands of sword blades, like a waterfall hanging upside down from the sky, and a huge wave falling and rushing.
And down.
When the clanging sword sounds were heard, the blood and flesh flew away. With a single sword strike, the wind-riding horse was cut into two halves. Then the sword shadow flashed again, cutting Gao Yi's limbs.
, cut them all off by the roots, and let them fall to the ground.
Then the sword force changed again, leaping up high, as fast as thunder, thousands of feet in an instant. A flicker, and another armored soldier preparing to escape behind him had his body and head in two parts. Then the sword shadows flashed again, and that
In the night sky, only a few streaks of light were seen. Hundreds of feet away, another secret martial artist's head also floated up, and he fell to the ground silently.
The only two people left were fighting with the Hanming Tiger at the moment. They were panicking and couldn't get away for a while.
Zong Shou's thoughts of hun were tingling, and the purple electricity around his body had faded to the extreme, and his hun power was almost exhausted. He knew that he had reached his limit, and even if he could swallow the essence, it would be difficult to continue. He simply stopped being lazy.
Pay attention and return directly to your physical body.
It still turned into a ball of light smoke, pouring in from Shenxiao xué. But when Yuanhun returned and his body recovered, Zong Shou immediately felt dizzy again.
He staggered and fell, not only his mind was weak, but also his whole body felt like needles pricking him. All the energy in his body was wasted.
Countless impurities were mixed into the hun sea, making it extremely filthy at the moment.
Zong Shou knew in his heart that this was the price he would pay for killing the innate martial master by forcefully transporting Yuanhun out of his body and swallowing Yuan.
It will take at least two months to cleanse the soul and restore it to purity. Within these two months, not only will the soul be unable to leave the body, but the power of the soul will also not advance but retreat.
In fact, it wasn't just Yuanhun, who fired the strong bow twenty times in a row. At this moment, his arms were still shaking slightly, and some muscles and bones were almost completely torn. I am afraid that it will be difficult to exert force in the next half month.
But he didn't care at all. On the contrary, his thoughts were flowing freely, and all the anger in his chest was released.
And when he opened his eyes, he saw Chuxue, head lowered, staring at him like a goose.
Gong Xinran next to her was in the same situation, her eyes were blank, as if she didn't know what to say.
Killing the secret martial artist was already like a dream to her. At this moment, even the innate martial artist who was completely impossible to defeat in her eyes was killed with one sword!
He actually kept his promise and promised to make Gao Yi die in front of him. He really did not hesitate to kill the innate martial master even if he fought against him.
Not only are there endless magical and secret methods, but they are also so fierce and decisive in their actions, which is intimidating.
Remember this junior who was regarded as a useless person in the academy and is not yet the age of dancing elephant?
I just feel filled with emotion in my heart. The child who could only cry secretly after being bullied has now become so powerful.
I also thought that if I had stayed with this young man two years ago, if she had not been attracted by his gentleness and aristocratic style, what would happen now?
Thinking of this, Gong Xinran couldn't help but curse secretly, saying that she was too shameless.
For a moment, Gong Xinran no longer had the intention to care about Gao Yi, who pushed her into the abyss with his own hands. All he could see was the young man with a face as pale as paper in front of him, and thoughts surged up in his heart.
Zong Shou didn't realize it. He reluctantly twitched his penis and forced himself to sit up.
Then his complexion suddenly turned white. His eyes were fixed on Gong Xinran's left chest. The golden needle that blocked the lifeline and the last glimmer of life was showing signs of loosening at this moment.
With a sudden sigh, Zongshou struggled to get up, and then floated off the sickle-tailed lion's back.
At this moment, he felt that his whole body could not even move a finger. He was so exhausted that he wished he could fall asleep the next moment.
But no matter how hard and tiring it is, there is one thing that must be done before fainting.
He suddenly took out a pill and threw it into his mouth. When the power of the snow pill spread out, most of the stinging pain in his heart was immediately eliminated. The sea inside the pill was as cold as a cold spring.
He moved forward with all his strength and walked up to Gao Yi, who had been cut into a human stick. He saw this man with eyes spitting fire, looking at him angrily with endless anger.
Zong Shou smiled and took out a bracelet in his hand. The next moment, one could see that the elegant eyes were completely replaced by fear and timidity. His face was as white as paper, he shook his head violently, and his body kept twisting, trying to
Climb away.
"Seven Spiritual Rings? What do you want to do? No! I don't want to be that free and wonderful demon. Zong Shou, I beg you, you can kill me -"
Zong Shou didn't care. When he stood still, the blood of the old man named Lin not far away was already flowing over. Mixed with the horse corpse and Gao Yi's own blood, a circle was formed within three feet.
A talisman-shaped array. There is a strange rune in each of the seven directions!
Then he slapped the bracelet suddenly, releasing the resentment sealed inside, and then a hand seal was formed.
"My Zong Shou is most fond of treating others in their own way. Since you want Senior Sister Xinran to be the main spirit in this seven-spirit ring, then I will also let you transform into a spirit in this ring.
Wonderful-looking demons, life after life, will never be able to escape!"
As he murmured the secret words, the bloody talisman formation also began to emit a strange red light, and actually restrained all the nearby living beings who had just died. The bracelet also floated high, from the pure body before.
White, turned into seven colors.
Then, under Gao Yi's horrified gaze, Zong Shou suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the seven spirit rings.
Immediately, a cloud of black smoke surged out from between Gao Yi's eyebrows and was forcefully sucked into the seven spirit rings.
Seeing the halo flashing, Zong Shou didn't feel half happy, his mouth was slightly bitter, and he turned his head and looked behind him.
I saw Chu Xue, her pretty face was pale, holding Gong Xinran who had closed her eyes and was no longer alive, shaking her head slightly: "Three breaths ago, sister Xinran passed away. She told me that in this life, although it is extremely regretful
It’s a lot, but I can finally die with peace of mind——”
Zong Shou's heart tightened, but surprisingly, it was not the pain he had imagined, but just a feeling of loss and slight sadness.
Then another wave of thoughts arose, and suddenly there was a long roar. Deep in the soul, something seemed to be overflowing.
Not only was the hun sea expanding crazily, but the impurities that had been sucked into the yuan hun due to the technique of swallowing the yuan were also expelled one after another.
Wisps of green smoke rushed up from the top of the head, and the whistle became clearer and more ethereal, lasting for a long time.