"It's a pity that this person is unlucky. If he had been given a thousand years to meet at that time, he might have given me a bigger surprise."
Li Xieling practiced the art of killing swordsmanship, but Zong Shou was using this near-death killing battle to temper and hone his sword!
Although there are essential differences between the two, they are both murderers without calculation! It also requires countless strong men to sacrifice their own swordsmanship!
If Li Xieling could reach the heavenly throne or even the Wuzong realm in ten years, she could fight him again. The help given to him will definitely be even greater.
As for whether he would be defeated and die, it was never within his scope of consideration.
In his previous life, thousands of fierce battles in real and virtual games had already cultivated and honed his almost arrogant self-confidence.
Your own sword should be unstoppable, unbeatable, and invincible! It can kill everything, it can destroy everything!
His ordinary sigh was almost inaudible. Li Yuniang, who was not far away, blushed with embarrassment and felt her cheeks burning, as if she had been slapped hard in the face.
She just felt that all the embarrassing things she had done in the first twenty years of her life were not as embarrassing and shameful as she is today.
Just now, he was so proud that he regarded Zong Shou as a person who must die, and talked with the three Ren Qianchou. I watched with my own eyes as three of Yun Xia's Seven Swordsmen died in Zong Shou's hands one by one.
Not wanting to see Zong Shou being proud, he began to brag about Li Xieling, and then he saw a peak fierce battle that was enough to alarm Donglin Yunlu. Just now, Li Xieling's head was cut off by Zong Shou's sword as he watched with helpless eyes.
1 "The prince has a deep secret and a strong swordsmanship. But you'd better pray that the person sent by Lord Yunxia this time is not Li Xiling! With your little ability, he will kill you like a dog."
It was as if these words from not long ago were still ringing in my ears. Thinking about it now, Li Yunniang suddenly had the urge to dig a hole in the ground and get into it herself.
It's true that Li Xieling had bad luck.
Zong Shou ignored him and tried hard to think about it for a long time before he recalled a spiritual method in his memory.
At the moment, the hand seal is immediately completed, and then two dots of blue light appear in the eyes. Things in the surrounding field of vision are instantly brought closer.
Li Yunniang's face suddenly became the size of a millstone in his eyes. Zong Shou turned his head in disgust and began to pay attention to the direction of Chu Xue and the spiritual master. However, his field of vision was zoomed in, and everything outside the world could be clearly seen in detail.
"It turns out that this is the spiritual master's pupil dilation technique, but it's a pity that the trees are blocking the view clearly. I remember the clairvoyance technique, but if you want to use it, you must at least be in the realm of returning the sun, or have the assistance of a spiritual weapon!"
Suppressing the feeling of novelty, Zong Shou struggled to find a crack among the dense trees. Finally, we can see some scenes ten miles away.
Chu Xue's figure was seen, like a civet cat, surrounding an altar, moving around among the fierce third-level soul beasts.
The shadow lion lurking on one side has actually not made any move until now. And Chuxue didn't look embarrassed at this moment.
Whenever spiritual magic attacks, it will be one step ahead. Before it unfolds and exerts its power, chop it into pieces and cut off its roots. It was just like the method he used to kill Qi Xiao before Fan Yue, but he relied on his profound attainments in Talismans. But what Chuxue relies on is amazing intuition.
However, there were many mistakes, and Tianyue could only defeat about 30% of the spiritual arts. However, Chuxue was always able to avoid it unharmed at the last moment. It forced the spiritual master in the altar to break out in cold sweat. As time went by, Chuxue's body shape and techniques became more and more proficient.
Zong Shou raised the corners of his lips, and he realized that he hadn't caught those sparrows in vain these days. It's a pity that the time is still short and I haven't really exercised it yet.
Shaking his head, Zong Shou closed the seal and dispersed the pupil dilation technique. You don't need to distinguish carefully to know that Chuxue's defeat is certain.
But as soon as he changed his mind, he stopped planning to help him.
Since he wants to train this girl into a protector that he can rely on, he must be more ruthless.
Anyway, with the shadow lion taking care of him, there is no need to worry about his life. It was actually a blessing to be able to hone Chuxue's combat skills with the help of this person.
Putting aside his worries, Zong Shou looked in front of him again. With one move of his hand, he absorbed the bloody sword that fell on the mud into his hand with the force of the spiral.
There were no signs of evil practices. Apart from the pungent smell, there was no trace of resentment or evil spirits.
However, he was filled with murderous intent. As soon as he held the sword in his hand, a violent murderous intent arose in Zong Shou's mind. There was a slight red light in his eyes and his mind was slightly in a trance.
In this moment, Zong Shou seemed to have experienced Li Xieling's life, a full fourteen years of sword practice.
He practiced swordplay at the age of four, killed people at the age of eight, and killed thousands of people at the age of sixteen, achieving a breakthrough in his innate abilities. At the age of seventeen, he slaughtered his wife, mother, and beheaded his own children.
These memories were vague and could not be traced back to the bloody sword. The remaining mental imprint of Li Xieling continuously impacted Zong Shou's mind.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! Kill again. If I kill a hundred thousand, I will be invincible! If I kill a million, I can prove the end of the killing sword!"
The consciousness was so strong that Zong Shou snorted coldly, and his eyes regained clarity in just a moment.
Secretly surprised, this sword actually killed thousands of people, killed mothers and wives!
I don’t know how Li Xieling did it. Ten thousand people stood in a row and allowed him to kill, which would probably take several days.
"It turns out that it's the Sword Cultivating Technique of Sword Cultivator. I don't know where this Li Xieling learned the improved method. He can even practice martial arts. No, this Li Xieling must have also cultivated some soul power."
But he didn't pay much attention to this matter. Zong Shou suddenly pointed at the blood sword.
The next moment, I felt an even more powerful thought than before. Resisting the invasion of his soul power, clashing with his consciousness.
"You dare to control my mind based on such trivial things? Shame on you!"
Zong Shou's eyes were sharp. In this era, what he was least afraid of was this kind of confrontation of ideas.
With a slight movement of mind, the spiritual imprint condensed on the blood sword began to shatter. And this bloody sword seemed to have completely lost its vitality and its luster was dim.
Erasing every last trace of thought in the sword. Zong Shou casually threw it aside. The sword was made of good material, but unfortunately it was too killing and not suitable for Xiaojin's food. Therefore, after breaking the spiritual imprint of Li Xieling and eliminating the possibility of turning this thing into an evil weapon, Zong Shou was no longer interested.
When he searched the body with his mind, Zong Shou's brows furrowed deeply again.
"After all, I killed twenty people from the Wuzong. This is too poor! Why don't you have a single beast crystal! Huh?"
With a cry of surprise, Zong Shou quickly picked up the bag at the man's waist and took out something from it, which was a white ball about the size of a fist. After taking a closer look, I couldn't help but smile. This was really timely help. I got what I wanted.
The remaining three people, Ren Qianchou, obviously have nothing to offer.
Zong Shou lost his thoughts and searched carefully, but in the end he could only shake his head in disappointment.
There were only mortal bottles of healing elixirs and some third-level beast crystals, so he really couldn't bring up the idea of searching the bodies of these three people.
On the contrary, it was the situation of the woman beside him that made him slightly interested.
Turning her head, she saw Li Yuniang clenching her fists and her little face pale, stopping just a few feet away from Fanzhang.
I don't know if he was forced by the killing intent that just broke out, but those long and beautiful legs were trembling slightly. But he restrained himself with all his strength, clenching his teeth, and his eyes were fierce, but there was something fierce on the outside and stumbling on the inside.
The corners of Zong Shou's lips suddenly raised in interest. She was secretly happy in her heart, but she pretended to be sinister and looked at Li Yunniang coldly: "Li Yunniang, do you think I should kill you right now to silence you? Or should I spare your life?"
Li Yunniang's body trembled, and a deep feeling of powerlessness suddenly hit her body. But his chin is high and his body is straight. He thought that he would never have a chance to live again.
This person was clearly a spiritual master in the out-of-body realm. Even the one hundred thousand blood-killer Li Xieling was no match for him, yet he could endure it till now, making everyone think he was a useless person. There must be a reason for this.
I know so many secrets today, but I am not a confidant of the other party. In addition to what I said before, there is probably no chance of survival.
I was just about to say that if you want to kill me, just kill me. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Seeing Zong Shou showing hesitation again, he sighed.
"After all, you are her maid. Even if she wants to deal with you, she should do it herself. If I take action, it would be somewhat inappropriate and it would be really embarrassing."
Li Yuniang's heart immediately filled with hope. The thought that was prepared to die calmly suddenly became loose.
By the way, there’s also a lady! As long as the young lady is here, Zong Shou will definitely not kill her!
Then her heart sank again, she already knew so many secrets of the other party. How could this person not kill someone if he acted so ruthlessly?
Seeing that Li Yunniang's expression was changing. Sometimes it's cloudy, sometimes it's sunny. Suddenly there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and then he became calm again. Zong Shou became more and more interested and glanced around. Suddenly he stretched out his hand again and took in his hand a sunflower floating in the dense forest.
"If I don't kill you, I might ruin my career, but if I kill you, I can't explain it to Yi Ren. Just use the petals of this steamed flower to decide your life. A single petal means death, and a double petal means life! Single, double, single , double, single”
While counting, Zong Shou pulled out the petals. Li Yunniang's heart tightened again unconsciously. My mood was extremely tense, rising and falling like a roller coaster with the sound of odd and even numbers.
His eyes were wide open, and he tried his best to distinguish the number of petals. Only part of it was blocked by Zong Shou's hand and could not be seen clearly.
When the petals gradually became scarce, Li Yunniang's heart became cold again. There were only five petals left, and they were actually single. When he was feeling desperate, Zong Shou suddenly took his hand and crushed the sunflower into pieces. He smiled jokingly: "Do you really believe it? You woman, you still It’s so stupid.”
Li Yunniang was immediately stunned. It took a while before she realized that Zong Shou had been playing tricks on her from the beginning. From beginning to end, there was not much killing intent at all. It's a pity that I was so distracted by its power that I didn't realize it at all.
Lian Fan couldn't help laughing at this moment and burst into laughter.
On Zong Shou's face, there was nothing sarcastic about it. He really felt disgusted with this woman. If it wasn't for Yi Ren's sake, I would have killed him with one sword.
Shaking his head, Zong Shou looked aside again. I saw Chuxue walking towards him with a smile and holding a human head.