A voice that was cold to the bone sounded in the air.
The sky instantly darkened, as if countless thunderclouds were gathering in the sky.
A chilling atmosphere enveloped thousands of miles around.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.
I saw a figure, walking step by step from Tongguan City.
Zhou Shu!
Fan Shichang and Emperor Shitian felt cold in their hearts.
A sense of crisis came to my mind.
At the same time, a strong sense of crisis arose in their hearts.
This feeling even puts them in danger of life and death.
"Zhou Shu, these people attacked the people of the ancestral land. I am leading Marshal Zhentian to avenge your people."
Fan Shichang said loudly.
Zhou Shu didn't even look at him, as if he didn't hear him.
There was no expression on his face, and he was still moving forward step by step.
Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and other saints looked at Zhou Shu.
They have heard Zhou Shu's name for a long time, but few of them have actually dealt with Zhou Shu.
They suddenly felt that the Zhou Shu in front of them seemed different from the Zhou Shu in their intelligence.
They don't know exactly what's different.
It seems to be stronger than the legendary one.
But it doesn’t matter, so what if he is stronger?
As long as Marshal Zhentian doesn't interfere, no matter how strong he is, he can't defeat so many of their saints.
"Are you Zhou Shu?
It came out just in time. We are here to take the head from your neck on the order of the World Honored One..."
A holy shout.
"Pfft——"
Before he finished speaking, there was a soft pop.
Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.
I saw that Sheng Sheng who just spoke had a red line on his neck.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
"You——"
He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.
"Bang——"
The head fell to the ground, and the blood column shot into the sky.
A holy, dead!
Everyone present, including Fan Shichang and Emperor Shitian, did not see clearly how the sacred person died.
Everyone on the top of Tongguan City and outside the city, who are still alive today, are all sacred.
In front of these dozens of saints, one saint was beheaded.
But no one saw clearly how he died.
In an instant, everyone felt a rush of cold air from behind to the top door.
"You——"
Beside Bai Daolong, a saint pointed at Zhou Shu in horror.
"Pfft——"
There was another soft sound, and blood was sprinkled all over Bai Daolong.
Bai Daolong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he did not dare to move.
He remembered that when he was young and had not yet mastered martial arts, he once met a strong man whose cultivation was countless times stronger.
A look from that strong man made him dare not move.
That feeling made him extremely humiliated.
Later, after he became a master of martial arts, he specifically found the former strong man and killed everyone who had anything to do with that strong man.
Now, he feels that way again.
The opposite Zhou Shu is very strong, so strong that he cannot be matched.
The saint next to him, whose cultivation level was similar to his, could not even resist a single move.
No, it’s not that I couldn’t resist even one move.
He didn't even see clearly how the other party took action, and then he died!
Bai Daolong knew that if the move just now was directed at him, his end would be exactly the same.
Two saints in a row were beheaded, and even Fan Shichang was frightened.
His heart skipped a beat, and he realized that he seemed to have done something wrong.
"No, I didn't do anything wrong. I just came too late. I didn't kill the people in the ancestral land.
I am not one of them, so I have no obligation to save them."
Fan Shichang comforted himself in his heart.
He can still comfort himself, but Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and others don't even have an excuse to comfort themselves.
They were the ones who killed the people of the ancestral land, and they killed so many.
They now regret that they should have retreated when Marshal Zhentian appeared just now.
Who would have thought that Zhou Shu’s methods were so weird that he could actually kill a god without being seen!
This is incredible!
Now they don't dare to run away, and they don't dare to take action.
All the saints are really scared now.
It’s not scary if the opponent is strong. What’s scary is that you can’t even see clearly what the opponent’s methods are.
"Da da——"
Zhou Shu walked out of Tongguan City step by step, and his footsteps seemed to ring in everyone's heart.
"City Lord!"
Zhang Guoqing clutched his chest and struggled to get up.
"My subordinates are incompetent and failed to protect everyone."
Zhang Guoqing's eyes were red and he said sadly.
"You tried your best."
Zhou Shu walked past him and said calmly.
His voice, without the slightest fluctuation, was so cold that Zhang Guoqing felt a little distressed.
"You don't have to worry about the rest.
I will avenge them."
When the pain reaches the extreme, people will become extremely calm.
Zhou Shu is in such a state now.
No one knows what he is thinking now.
But everyone can feel the boundless killing intent in Zhou Shu.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. No matter how strong he is, there is only one person. If we go together, I don't believe he can handle it!"
Bai Daolong came back to his senses and shouted loudly.
What happened today is obviously beyond good.
In this case, if you want to leave, you can only kill Zhou Shu!
Originally, their mission was also to kill Zhou Shu!
"Everyone is divine, how much better can he be than us?
Let’s do it together!”
Tian Xuandao also shouted loudly.
All the saints sacrificed their original divine weapons and mobilized all the power in their bodies.
All holiness dare not have the slightest reservation.
Those two dead ghosts just now are a lesson for others.
Facing a mysterious master, whoever dares to have reservations is seeking death.
"Fan Shichang, let's settle the matter between us later!
If you dare to take action again, you will become the enemy of the World Honored One!
Moreover, do you think Zhou Shu will let you go?
If I were you, I would kill Zhou Shu together!"
Bai Daolong yelled at Fan Shichang.
What he is worried about now is that Marshal Zhentian will take action together.
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Marshal Zhentian has twenty or thirty saints, and their strength is comparable to them. If he really takes action, plus Zhou Shu, they will definitely lose.
But Marshal Zhentian and the people of the Ancestral Land are not of the same mind at all.
Bai Daolong can naturally see Fan Shichang's thoughts.
Fan Shichang narrowed his eyes slightly.
From the beginning when he spoke, Zhou Shu ignored him, and he already had a bad feeling in his heart.
Now Bai Daolong is just making his words clear.
"Zhou Shu, are you blaming me?
I, Marshal Zhentian, don’t owe you anything.
If I save someone, it’s out of love; if I don’t, it’s my duty.”
Fan Shichang looked at Zhou Shu and said loudly.
"Get lost."
Zhou Shu didn't even look at him and said coldly, "Get out of here before I change my mind.
Never appear in front of me again, otherwise, you will die."
"Rumble——"
As if to match Zhou Shu's words, a sound of thunder came from the air.
Fan Shichang only felt that he was locked by a force. As long as he dared to say no, that force would immediately fall on him.
That feeling is very subtle, but extremely real.
Fan Shichang cannot guarantee that he will be able to stop it.
"Zhou Shu, I'm not afraid of you."
Fan Shichang shouted in a stern voice, "Brother, you are dead and I understand your bad mood.
I won’t argue with you today. We’ll talk again when you calm down.
Let’s go!”
After that, he waved his hand, took his Marshal Zhentian, and fled without looking back.
As soon as they left, Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and others breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brothers, kill him and the Lord's mission will be completed!"
Bai Daolong shouted.
Dozens of saints moved instantly, and in just one breath, Zhou Shu was surrounded.
In this process, no saint is killed.
They all felt at peace.
It seems that the method of killing invisible people is not unlimited.
That's right, how can there be no limit to the invisible means of killing gods?
If he really had that kind of ability, wouldn't he be invincible?
Even the World Honored One may not be his opponent.
There must be a price to pay for using that kind of method. Even Zhou Shu cannot use it without limit.
If this is the case, then he cannot be the opponent of so many of us.
He is dead!
Bai Daolong and other saints secretly said in their hearts.
"City Lord! You can leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood. You go first, and we will stop behind!"
Zhang Guoqing and others struggled to get up and wanted to go forward to help Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu is now their only hope.
If Zhou Shu also died here, the human race in the ancestral land would be completely finished.
If Zhou Shu can escape, there is still hope.
With Zhou Shu's strength, sooner or later he will be able to avenge the people of his ancestral land.
"Go?"
Bai Daolong laughed loudly, feeling more and more that Zhou Shu was just bluffing.
"Where to go?
After today, there will be no ancestral human race in the world!
All of you must die!"
"Do it!"
Bai Daolong slashed out the Skylight Cloud Shadow Sword in his hand.
At the same time, Tian Xuandao and others also launched their strongest blows.
Dozens of the most powerful sacred attacks hit Zhou Shu at the same time.
"City Lord!"
Zhang Guoqing screamed heartbreakingly.
He is very aware of the power of so many divine forces combined in one blow.
Not long ago, Qi Tian was beaten to pieces by such a blow.
The city lord is very strong, but it’s the combined power of dozens of holy beings to strike in one blow.
No one in the world can withstand dozens of divine blows.
"Rumble——"
A mushroom cloud rose into the sky, with a diameter as large as several miles around.
The overwhelming air wave directly lifted Zhang Guoqing, Yu Yuanhai and others away.
Even Tongguan City in the distance was blown back.
Zhang Guoqing's face was ashen. This kind of power was simply not something that any god could withstand.
City Lord, City Lord, why are you so impulsive?
With your strength, if you want to leave, they can't stop you at all.
Why are you so emotional?
Suddenly, Zhang Guoqing's face showed a look of joy.
I saw a figure suddenly appearing above the mushroom cloud.
Zhou Shu!
"This is impossible!"
When Zhang Guoqing saw Zhou Shu, Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and others also saw Zhou Shu.
All the saints were shocked.
How is this possible?
How could he survive the full blow of so many people?
Even the World Honored One might not be able to block a single blow from so many of their saints. At most, they can only rely on the immortality characteristics of the transcendent to avoid it.
Forgive me this week, why?
"Worry-free."
Zhou Shu raised his eyelids and softly spit out a name.
A bright light came on.
It is impossible to describe the speed of that bright light, it is almost the most extreme speed in the world.
So fast that even the Holy Spirit has no time to react.
The moment the light came on, a sacred head was already flying high.
At the same time, this time, the gods also saw a long sword in Zhou Shu's hand.
While he was swinging his sword, countless grids seemed to appear in the sky.
Those grids envelop everyone in them, as if they were nodes.
Everyone is in the network, and Zhou Shu's sword light seems to be able to appear at any node at will.
Because of this, we have the ultimate speed.
At this time, Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and other saints also discovered that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhou Shu's mouth.
Whether it was because he was injured by their attacks, or because of the backlash caused by his use of this sacred method of killing.
In short, he is not as relaxed as he looks.
The fear in the hearts of the saints who discovered this was reduced a bit.
If he gets hurt, that means he can win.
"Brothers, he can't hold on for long. If we don't kill him, we will all die. Don't hold back, take action!"
Bai Daolong roared.
Before he finished speaking, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart.
Without hesitation, Bai Daolong tried his best to hide back.
"Pfft——"
With a soft sound, his arms flew high into the air.
Even though he thought he had seen through Zhou Shu's methods, he still couldn't escape this extreme speed.
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In other words, he escaped.
The previous saints were all killed with a sword, but he only lost one arm.
"He's slowing down!"
Bai Daolong shouted, "He is no longer so lethal, kill him!"
Take advantage of his illness to kill him.
All saints are people who have experienced hundreds of battles. How come they don’t know how to seize the opportunity?
Everyone once again struck Zhou Shu with all their strength.
How fast is Holy's attack speed?
In the blink of an eye, each of them fired countless attacks.
They were fast, but Zhou Shu was faster. Without seeing any movement from him, his body instantly reached another node of the net.
"Xiao Lu."
Zhou Shu murmured to himself.
The long sword in his hand slashed out again.
The sword light fell on the net, and a god screamed, his heart had been pierced, and the sharp sword energy instantly cut off the life in his body.
The saint's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and he fell to the ground.
Doesn’t it mean that he is not so lethal?
All the sacred faces have changed drastically.
Bai Daolong also showed fear on his face.
Zhou Shu's eyes were cold and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Every move he makes takes a huge toll on him.
"Qianqian."
Zhou Shu's mouth spit out a name again.
"Boom——"
The sword light flashed, another sacred, dead!
Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and others finally couldn't bear it anymore.
This kind of unpredictable method is unstoppable, how can it be defeated?
"He is not a human! He is stronger than the World Honored One!"
A saint collapsed and shouted, "I won't fight, I want to leave!
Only the World Honored One can deal with him!"
The saint turned around and ran away.
"Sun Ping Ping."
Zhou Shu's eyes were cold and he read another name.
The long sword was swung.
The saint who wants to escape, die!
Since Zhou Shu appeared, almost every time he struck a sword, someone fell.
Bai Daolong, Tian Xuandao and others also reacted.
Every time Zhou Shu recited a name, he would use a sacred life to pay homage to them.
What kind of strength is this?
How could he be so strong?
"Don't panic, I don't believe he can use this method infinitely!
You see, he is bleeding more and he can’t hold on much longer!”
Bai Daolong roared.
He doesn't know why he was able to dodge that sword just now, but this at least proves that his methods are not impeccable!
"I just escaped, don't panic, he's not that scary!"
Bai Daolong shouted.
"Yang Hong."
At this time, Zhou Shu read out a name again.
All the holy faces showed panic.
Even Bai Daolong looked nervous.
"Boom——"
Even though all the saints were on full alert, there was still one saint who died under Zhou Shu's sword.
This time, all the saints were panicked.
It was clear that Zhou Shu was vomiting blood and seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, but as long as he drew his sword, he would fall from grace.
There is no way to fight this.
As saints, they couldn't even see how Zhou Shu killed people. If this continues, they might die cleanly before Zhou Shu dies.
"Escape separately, he can't possibly kill so many of us at the same time!"
A sacred voice.
This time, no one objected.
Even Bai Daolong stopped talking about killing Zhou Shu.
Even if he knew that Zhou Shu would pay a huge price for using this method, he might not be able to bear it after using it a few times.
But the problem is, no one knows how many times he can use it.
Who can guarantee that Zhou Shu will be unable to bear it before killing them all?
To put it another way, even if Zhou Shu doesn't have the ability to kill all the saints, who can guarantee that he will be the lucky one to survive to the end.
For a moment, everyone’s fighting spirit disappeared.
"Let's go!"
Bai Daolong roared.
All the saints rose into the sky and dispersed like birds and beasts.
"I told you, none of you can leave today."
Zhou Shu's bone-chilling voice sounded.
"General."
He murmured to himself, and the sword light flashed again.
The big net in the sky seemed to turn into reality in an instant.
The sky within a thousand miles is covered by a big net.
The intense murderous intention shrouded everyone in Bai Daolong for an instant.
Another holy bloodshed.
Zhou Shu spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was so pale that there was no blood at all, and his body began to shake slightly.
But his eyes are so bright and scary.
"Big brother."
……
"Rivers."
……
"Wang Xin."
……
As Zhou Shu spit out names one after another, the saints fell one after another.
They fled in all directions, but Zhou Shu did not pursue them at all. He stood on the spot and just swung his sword to kill Shen Sheng.
No one within a thousand miles is not in the network.
Anyone caught in the net cannot escape from Zhou Shu's sword.
This is the unparalleled magic weapon forged by Zhou Shu!