"Fierce Sword Uwe?"
Zong Shou pondered for a moment and then shook his head. He had no idea about this name.
But just by looking at it, the person in front of me is indeed somewhat remarkable.
Looking at the surface of his skin, there is a faint glimmer of metallic copper, which is clearly as hard as iron. The kung fu has been practiced to the surface of the skin, almost to the peak of internal refining.
Of the nine meridians of the body chakra, at least seven have been opened. His aura is as sharp as a blade, and he possesses the true meaning of swordsmanship. Such a character, even a hundred years later, will still have a place in the cloud world. Yin Yang beside him was a strong man of the same level.
"Young Master, haven't you heard of him?"
After the initial shock, Chuxue's expression returned to normal. The tone is also full of indifferent meaning, without any ups and downs: "This person is Senior Brother Zong Yu, who worships at the gate of Duyang Mountain with him. Two years ago, in order to escape pursuit, he killed Defeng City alone in half a day. The five secret martial artists left in a hurry. It is said that the entire east and west of the Cloud Realm were alarmed by him. I heard that hundreds of warriors died in his hands—"
Zong Shou nodded slightly. He had heard of Defeng City, a large human city near the ice sea. It is powerful, not inferior to some small countries. There are countless powerful people in his circle, and there are also many extremely exquisite martial arts inheritances.
Within the cloud world, there are three chakras as the first level. The three rounds and twenty-seven meridians of the heaven and earth body are divided into warriors, martial arts masters, secret martial arts masters, innate martial arts masters, martial arts masters, Xuanwu masters, heavenly martial masters, martial masters, and Lingwu masters. Each level is further subdivided into three levels. Above it is the ethereal and unpredictable realm of immortal martial arts!
And in the future where he lives, in the cloud world, people who can open up their body veins and break through to the peak of internal refining are already as rare as a feather. Even in the God Emperor game, decades after the explosion of psychic energy, most players remained at the level of innate martial arts masters and grand masters.
The secret martial artist, no matter in that era, can be the backbone of a force!
This fierce sword Wuwei can kill five martial arts cultivators of the same level by himself, so he must have a secret weapon.
In addition, he is also familiar with Duyang Mountain. It should be said that he was quite famous and made waves in the early days of the Century of the God Emperor.
But what concerned him more was the girl beside him. That look on his face clearly indicated that he was determined to fight to the death.
As if she was worried that he was scared, Chuxue suddenly hugged him and murmured: "Young Master, don't be afraid! Your Majesty, he already guessed it and asked Xue'er to take that thing out. Young Master will be fine." —”
Zong Shou was not on guard as he was hugged and his nose was filled with the girl's body fragrance. The next feeling was that it was so big that my whole face sank in. I almost couldn't believe it. It was so soft and comfortable. Is this Xue'er really only thirteen years old
Subconsciously, I wanted to break away, but my heart moved slightly, and I had bad thoughts. He rubbed his head in Chu Xue's arms and enjoyed it, and said in a low voice: "I'm not afraid, I'm just worried about Xue'er. Well, it's so soft and smells so good! I really want to take a bite -"
"Little Lord!"
As soon as Su Chuxue showed a look of emotion, her body immediately froze, and she jumped back with a pink face.
Zong Shou didn't feel ashamed, thinking that this girl was still afraid of skin contact. After a chuckle. He looked out the car window again. Just looked at Zong Yu on the top of the hill.
All he could see in those gloomy eyes was a look of ridicule as if looking at a dead person. Then his view was completely blocked by the edge of the car window.
With a cold slap, Zong Shou continued to turn the willow-leaf talisman between his right fingers. It's just a few minutes faster than before. The wrist is as stable as a pincer arm, with an extra three points of strength. But the aura is even more bland, vague and absent.
Chuxue was slightly startled, forgetting her previous embarrassment for a moment, and turned her head to take a closer look at Zong Shou.
It's obviously no different, but I don't know why. At this moment, Zong Shou gave her an extremely dangerous feeling.
It seemed as if the person sitting next to him was not the young master who had practiced martial arts for ten years but had accomplished nothing and was called a waste, but an ancient ferocious beast that wanted to choose people and devour them.
On a hillock less than 60 feet high, Zong Yu was also looking at the cloud-turning car 250 feet away, quickly moving away, with a sinister look on his face.
After a long time, he sneered: "It's just as I expected, hey! These people are definitely not willing to stay in Gulingji. Brother Wu, you have seen them now, are you sure?"
"That little girl is nothing to worry about. The three of you can handle it. It's just that Yin Yang—"
Recalling the majestic figure sitting in front of the carriage, driving sixteen cloud-riding horses with one hand. Uwe's eyes gradually revealed a look of concentration, and he subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand. There were a few veins popping out of the skinny big hands.
"This man's martial arts skills are not ordinary! He is not comparable to ordinary martial arts, and Uwe is no match. As a human being, how can he serve you Qian Tianshan?"
Zong Yu frowned slightly: "I don't know his origin, I only know that this person was originally a disciple of the great sect. Because my uncle was so kind to him, he actually left his disciple behind and went to Gantian Mountain to work as a horseman. His ability is very impressive. Senior brother, is there really nothing you can do against this person? In fact, all you need to do is hold this person back for a moment—"
"I'm just talking about myself. Unless I'm his opponent, there's nothing I can do about it. In three days, your senior brother Li will also leave Long Zeyuan."
Speaking concisely and concisely, Uwei's face now showed a look of curiosity: "What are you going to do with that prince? This person is your cousin. Do you really want to kill him on the spot?"
"I, Zong Yu, am not that stupid!"
With a cold smile, Zong Yu was completely relieved and said: "My uncle has been running the business for thirty years, and all the tribes under his command are more or less loyal people. Even if he doesn't want that trash to ascend to the position of Demon King, he can never bear to see my uncle's only descendant. People died at the hands of others. My brothers are all very ambitious. I am afraid that I would like to kill this Zongshou and let me take the blame! I just scared him and used the emperor to order the princes. , Zong Yu still knows."
When Uwe heard this, he shook his head directly: "Master told me to help you with all my strength. Even if you kill this person, it doesn't matter. If your brothers stop you, just kill them all. Even if you kill all those brothers So what about Qiantian Mountain—"
Zong Yu suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "I work in Tianshan, not in the little De Feng City. Even if my uncle is not here, Master will still be afraid of him. Forget it, my senior brother doesn't understand. As for my cousin , although I won’t kill him this time, I, Zong Yu, won’t make it easy for him. A piece of trash who can’t cultivate half of the inner breath can actually be the heir apparent. Is it possible that a bastard with impure blood can really succeed as the demon king? King, can I take over the millions of demon clans in Tianshan Mountain?"
While speaking, Zong Yu didn't know what he thought of. On the right side, an ugly bloodstain appeared like a scar. And Zong Yu's eyes also revealed a bit of deep-seated hatred.
"If this son falls into my hands, his life will be worse than death!"
Uwei was silent. He didn't know what the relationship and the hatred between his junior brother and the prince were, and he didn't want to ask.
He came here to Long Zeyuan just to kill people!
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To go to Danling Mountain of Lingyun Sect, you need to cross Longzeyuan to the east side of Yunlu, which will take half a month in total.
Contrary to expectations, the carriage drove across the wilderness for five days, and the journey was uneventful until it came out of the swamp. The attack that he had been carefully prepared for never came. Only the oppressive atmosphere before the storm is getting stronger and stronger.
Chuxue was even more vigilant, standing on the roof of the carriage, suspicious. Zong Shouze remained calm and stayed in the carriage to practice. Even if the carriage stopped occasionally, it would not come out.
A total of three hundred willow-leaf Talisman knives have been tested one by one. But only five of them were left, and they were kept in the sleeves every day, hidden close to the body.
With his current level of cultivation, he can no longer go further and rely on his spirit to nourish his blade. However, wearing it every day can also enhance spiritual perception, which is quite effective.
The remaining flying knives were used by him to continue practicing. No inner breath is needed, just boring, shoot it out repeatedly.
After all, unlike the ironwood flying knife, its weight and thickness vary, and a slight mistake may lead to deviation. Most of the three hundred talisman knives were used to make his body adapt to control.
These five are enough for a real killing knife!