The dense forest was silent for a moment before there was any movement. A young man in his twenties, with a ruddy complexion and a dignified appearance, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked out of the forest with a look of embarrassment. But after a moment, his expression turned cold and stern again: "Are you Zong Shou, the prince of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain?"
Zong Shou couldn't help but touch his face and thought that he was recognized by people wherever he went. He was really famous.
However, this man's robe looked extremely familiar, and the pattern on it seemed to have been seen before.
After recalling some memories from his previous life, Zong Shou's heart moved: "So what? Are you from the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect?"
"It's the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect! The fourth generation disciple, the ninth direct descendant of Long Batian!"
The young man's face was cold and arrogant, and he raised his chin with contempt: "Since you know my identity, you should also know why I am here. If you are smart, you should give up your marriage to Yiren! Sister Yiren She is the beautiful girl of heaven, how can you, a waste with a double-veined body, be able to touch her. A toad that cannot protect itself. Do you also want to eat swan meat? The only person in this world who is worthy of her is my uncle Zonghan Nishui! "
Zong Shou felt extremely helpless. He was indeed famous. Nowadays, everyone who meets him will step on him and make some mocking remarks.
But why does the name Long Batian sound so happy
Later novels that imagined the legends of ancient warriors loved to use this type of name. Long Aotian, Long Jingtian, Long Zhentian and the like are disgusting to watch.
The name sounds nice and it needs to be very domineering, but it would be a bit off-putting if you read too much about it.
However, the number of disciples of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect is really the same for thousands of years. The person in front of me looks like he is at least 20 years old. He is an innate martial artist who has just ascended to the Earth Chakra and can actually become the direct descendant of the sect.
And why did you find this person? Even if he was forced to break off the engagement, the amount was too unqualified. He didn't want to talk nonsense with this person, but just as he was about to take action directly, Zong Shou felt something in his heart. It's better to decide to be patient for the time being. Don't always think the worst of people, but convince them with virtue.
And too many people died in his hands today. Zong Shou shook his head and said, "I'm sorry! I didn't care about this marriage before, but now I have changed my mind. Can I be worthy of it or not?" Your Excellency, it has nothing to do with this marriage! Unless Yi Ren changes her mind, otherwise I, Zong Shou, can only say sorry!"
Chuxue also glared at the square-faced young man. She didn't like Li Yunniang, but she was extremely happy with Xuanyuan Yiren. He would always give her some pills from time to time during these ten mortal days. It's very sweet and delicious, and you won't feel sore all over after catching birds every day.
There was a flash of green energy on Long Ba Tian's face, and then he regained his composure and nodded coldly: "That's alright! My words have been conveyed, it's up to you whether you listen or not. I hope you don't regret these words in the future. !”
He rolled his sleeves and turned around, as if he was about to leave. But just after taking half a step, he suddenly turned around and drew his sword. His figure was like an arrow leaving the string, his whole body was surrounded by lightning, and he slashed towards Zong Shou's neck with his sword.
The sharp sword shadow was as fast as thunder. When she reached Zong Shou, Chu Xue blinked and seemed to have just reacted.
Long Batian's eyes were full of fierceness, and his face was filled with ferocious joy. Just as he was about to enjoy the pleasure of cutting into flesh and bones with the sword in his hand. Suddenly, Zong Shou's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm.
The next moment, Zong Shou's whole person suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. The strange figure disappeared and passed under his sword. Then his chest and abdomen seemed to be hit by a huge boulder.
"Canopy!"
The sound was as dull as thunder, and Long Batian's twenty-four ribs immediately made a cracking sound. The whole person also flew back upside down, sliding more than ten feet before stopping.
There was a sudden dizziness in his head. After a few breaths, he barely regained his consciousness.
Immediately, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and he felt that his chest and abdomen were shattered, and the ruthless ribs turned into countless fragments, piercing into his internal organs.
Just as his eyes were blank and he didn't know what was going on, he saw Zong Shou's figure, flying over dozens of feet and moving in front of him.
Long Batian's body trembled, and then he recalled that it was this young man in the scene just now. A seemingly random kick hit his chest, causing him to be seriously injured and dying!
Seeing Zong Shou, he still smiled gently, without any warmth. Long Batian's heart tightened. At this moment, this gentle and polite half-demon boy no longer felt weak and could be bullied in his eyes. There is only the hidden ruthlessness, the unpredictable strength, and the ruthless and decisive counterattack just now.
Immediately, another surge of anger rose in his chest. Long Batian tried his best to calm Baote, but the interviewer couldn't help but distorted: "Excellent! You are such a good Zongshou. I, Long Batian, have recorded today's revenge! One day, I will ask you for repayment." !”
Then Zong Shou was seen smiling but not smiling. He pulled out a Thunder Tooth Sword and waved it casually, bringing up a ball of lightning, as if he was trying out his hand.
Long Batian was frightened, and then sneered again: "You dare to kill me? I am the fourth generation disciple of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, the ninth direct descendant of Long Batian! Today, between you and me, it can be said to be a personal grudge. But As long as you touch a hair on my head, I will go up to the Xuanling Sect and kill all of your Tianhu Sect members!"
Zong Shou curled up the corners of his lips and exterminated the Tianhu clan? Why does it sound like a refreshing feeling
I really wish that the Shangxiao Sect could handle it for him, so that he wouldn't be in trouble.
With this thought in his mind, the Thunder Tooth Sword in his hand suddenly slashed down. The heads of those under your feet were immediately separated!
The head of Long Batian was suddenly thrown away. There was still anger and disbelief on his face, this Zong Shou actually dared to kill him! How could this be
And the movement technique just now, the kick that made him unable to react, was clearly innate!
How could this Zong Shou know martial arts and be so strong? It must be a body with two channels, a waste that cannot practice cultivation.
Swinging the sword again, he shook off the remaining blood. There was a slight hint of ridicule on the corners of Zong Shou's lips. Did this idiot really think that he would let him go? Whether it was Tan Qiu in his previous life or Zong Shou in this life, he never had the habit of indulging his opponents. Especially those who have murderous intentions and have already taken action.
As for the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, the third in the Lingfu, how could he take a fancy to it
But this way, it will take time to destroy the corpse and eliminate the traces. I wonder if time can make up for it
Feeling a slight headache, Zong Shou suddenly smiled again and turned to Lin Nei on his left: "Come out by yourself. You should have seen enough of this good show!"
As soon as Chuxue walked up to him, she felt a moment of surprise and glanced around in astonishment.
Besides Long Batian, is there anyone else here
This time, there was no need for two people to wait. A figure walked out of the shadow. He was holding a gun in his hand and his expression was uncertain.
Chuxue was startled: "Are you Purple Thunder Spear Zongyuan?"
Not only had she seen this person from a distance in Qiantian Mountain City. During the auction in Yunsheng City, we met at a closer distance.
Zong Yuan didn't answer, the tip of the spear in his hand kept trembling slightly, and the spear tip was round, like a coiled snake, guarding against the prying eyes of ferocious beasts. His eyes were cold, staring at Zong Shou with some suspicion, some disbelief, and even more hint of fear.
Zong Shou looked at Zong Yuan's gun and couldn't help but laugh: "Did you also see what happened just now? I wonder what you think, cousin?"
"What do you think? The prince is very strong! Zong Yuan has no chance of winning. Whether it is Zong Shi or Uncle Zong Hao, everyone in the clan has misjudged you."
Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, his face was purple, but he answered honestly, and then asked: "That day, the 'Strange Sword' Ren Qianchou, 'Lan Jian', In the hands of the Crown Prince?"
"Exactly!" Zong Shou didn't even think about hiding this matter.
Zong Yuan's eyes couldn't help but become more solemn: "So the death of Li Xieling with 100,000 blood was also killed by the prince?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows in surprise, feeling a little strange: "You know? Did you see it?"
"I don't know!" Zong Yuan shook his head: "I was twenty miles away that day. I knew that the Xuanwu Sect had no time to rush to that place. I also went to take a closer look. Now that I think about it, he can kill Li Xieling’s only son is you!"
The hand holding the gun couldn't help but tremble slightly. His heart was beating out of his chest. Before he was ordered to rush to Yunsheng City, he had never thought that this useless prince who was unable to practice and was regarded as the shame of Qiantian Mountain could actually be such a good person. Such a scary person!
Being able to kill the three Ren Qianchou with his own hands in less than sixty breaths, this combat power is already invincible to the Grandmaster!
After thinking about it, at that time, the only person in the forest who was qualified to fight against Li Xieling was this prince.
Then Zong Shou smiled: "You are extremely smart. As my father said, you are not only talented in martial arts, you are the best in the clan, and your brain is also very flexible."
Zongyuan said nothing, turned around and left with the gun in hand.
If he just killed Guijian and Ren Qianchou, he would leave his body without hesitation. Even if he killed those three people in a row, it would only make him more eager to fight.
However, after this battle, Li Xieling was killed with 100,000 blood and his head was cut off with a sword. This prince is no longer a human being at all!
As a martial arts cultivator, you should be brave and fearless, and you should always have the determination to be invincible.
But if you are stupid enough to challenge, you are not someone you can defeat or look up to. That's not bravery at all, but stupidity, stupidity, and stupidity!
With a flash of his body, he already galloped several feet. The next moment, Ren Qianchou's figure suddenly froze again.
In front of his eyes, a giant black lion was prostrate in front of him. His eyes were ferocious, his muscles were tense, and he was ready to attack, blocking all his escape routes.
Zong Shou, who was behind him, was shaking his head and raising the sword in his hand: "I am so unambitious! Let me see your Purple Thunder Spear. Is it true that it can prove the throne as my father said?"