When he finished speaking, the emaciated body suddenly started to vibrate with the wind. No one could see how to make any gestures, as his body shape changed from extremely still to extremely dynamic. His body shape was like an arrow, leaping into the air from the horse's back.
The five fingers were stretched out like eagle claws, a ball of green flame burned on them, and they were grabbed far into the air.
It seemed to have infinite firepower, causing the weeds below to spontaneously combust without fire. The figure is also like a cheetah, almost invisible.
Before one breath, he seemed to be a dying old man, but after one breath, he looked like a ferocious warrior who was still at his peak!
The flames burst out, Gao Yi's mind was slightly shaken, and he struggled out of the sword. For a moment, I just felt a little funny.
Could it be that the Crown Prince of Qiantian Mountain really thought that he could defeat the innate martial master
Although he is a master of both spiritual and martial arts, his strength is tyrannical and his talent is second to none. But this man's mind is really puzzling. Ordinarily, a person who seems to be so forbearing should never do such a stupid thing.
Or, do you really love Gong Xinran to your core
Thinking about this, Gao Yi couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He was actually not a superficial person, but at this time, he still couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Behind them, Su Chuxue and Gong Xinran also had their hearts tightening unconsciously. Chuxue had to distract herself from protecting Zong Shou's body. Gong Xinran's gaze remained fixed, looking at the green fire and the shadow of the sword.
In the dark night, three more sword lights suddenly flashed in the clear light. Two black and one green, two in front and one in back, shuttled out from behind the sword body, Zong Shou Yuanhun.
The old man surnamed Mi didn't care. He narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed it with two big hands like steel pliers.
Martial arts masters still need to be careful with such talisman knives, but in his eyes, they are just a joke and can be easily crushed!
A spiritual master in the spirit-nurturing realm is as weak as an ant!
But just for a moment, the old man's eyes showed a look of horror. The shadow of the knife was illusory, and in his eyes, it was clearly divided into two parts. The trajectory is also erratic, making it completely unclear.
With this grab, both hands fell into the empty space. There were still six sword shadows flying towards him.
"Cloud light changes?"
With a cry of surprise, the body of the old man surnamed Mi suddenly sank in mid-air and fell to the ground at full speed.
But when the body finally touched the ground, the six knife shadows followed closely.
Before he had time to dodge, the old man's expression turned cold, and he let out a thunderous roar, which contained his true power, causing all the phantoms of sword light to disappear.
Two big hands came out, and at the critical moment, they held the two black flying knives in their hands.
Just when he was about to scratch it into pieces, the body of the old man surnamed Mi shook slightly again, and a trace of blood spilled out of his mouth. The palms of both hands were also cut with a trace of blood.
"The Lingyun Sect's Jingyun God Destroys Sword Intent! How is that possible?"
The breath in the body was as chaotic as a hemp, and it was constantly clashing. The old man's face was filled with disbelief for a moment!
How could this inconspicuous Talisman Blade have sword intent attached to it
And the next moment, only a few green sword lights were seen before his eyes!
The old man surnamed Mi's pupils shrank, and he couldn't muster the strength to dodge for a moment. His body retreated violently again, ten feet in a row, until the aura in his body stabilized slightly, and he could discern the true trajectory of the knife shadow, then he suddenly reached out and grabbed three feet in front of him again.
Only this time, it still failed. The trajectory of the talisman knife changed again at this moment. It flew downwards and stabbed directly between his chest and abdomen.
"This is a royal weapon! No, is it a flying knife that changes direction?"
If we talk about it before, although the old man was surprised, he could still maintain some composure. At this moment, he was truly horrified. He twisted his upper body violently and moved to the side at the last moment, avoiding the vital parts of his heart. Just let the green flying knife be nailed to the left abdomen.
Then his eyes widened with rage and he looked up into the sky.
"Zhuzi, how dare you hurt me!"
Endless killing intent surged out, and he was about to rise into the sky again and kill the group of souls. The figure of the old man suddenly froze in place, his pupils suddenly opened, and the surprise that had just disappeared filled his mind again.
Above, the cyan sword shadow was seen flying down from a very close distance.
In the cloud of blue smoke that Zong Shou Yuanhun transformed into, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes, looking down coldly.
But what frightened him the most was the martial arts idea that was several times stronger than the talisman sword on the pine-patterned wind sword.
The sword shadow is just falling, but it also has a touching charm!
This sword has no great power, but is cold and elegant, like water and moonlight, and also seems to be empty and changing. It penetrates and falls silently.
Even the speed was incredibly fast. It seems as if it itself is part of this dark night!
When the old man surnamed Mi saw it, the tip of the sword was already in front of him, not even close to him.
But this time, the old man's face was filled with shock and shock. With a roar, he was like a beast on the verge of death, no longer caring about the fluctuation of energy, blood, and the injuries in his abdomen. His feet retreated sharply again, and green flames surged around the old man's body. He used all his strength to punch the sword shadow fiercely.
But all he saw was that the cyan pine-patterned wind sword burst into a bright brilliance again. Then the entire sword body seemed to turn into a ball of lightning invisible to the naked eye, piercing directly through his throat.
With one stab, the old man's head floated high. His eyes were wide open, looking at the headless body below him in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment.
How could this be? How could this be? How could he, an innate strong man of the Earth Chakra and the Second Meridian, die at the hands of a spiritual master in the Soul-nurturing Realm
Where did this prince of Qiantian Mountain learn the art of flying knives? Why did Lingyun Sect's Jingyun God-Destroying Sword Intent appear in this man's hands
And that sword just now, how could it have such a frightening and awe-inspiring charm if it was wielded with a soul
No, that martial arts idea has definitely exceeded the level of sword intention!
Which strong man is this half-demon boy reincarnated into the human world
At this moment, in the wasteland of Blood Valley, there was also silence, without any sound.
The sickle-tailed lion had stopped and looked at this scene with wide eyes. Chuxue and Gong Xinran, who were standing on top, were even more lost.
Did that innate martial artist really die like that? Die by Zong Shou's sword
The remaining martial arts masters behind were also stunned for a while, looking at the head and the rain of blood in the distance. There was no movement at all, eyes that could hardly be believed.
But Gao Yi in front was pale, his face was bloodless, and his pupils were dilated. He just sat on the horse stupidly, letting the wind control the horse and gallop with his figure.
Previously, the old man surnamed Mi was almost forced to a desperate situation by Zong Shou's three-mouthed talisman sword. It already surprised him.
When he saw the old man surnamed Mi again, he was struck by the sword that looked like moonlight, and he was struck with a sword. It was as if someone had struck a heavy sword in my heart, and I felt empty. The breath in my chest was rising and falling like a tide.
How could this Mr. Mi die? How could someone so powerful die in the hands of this kid
When he came back to his senses, his face was immediately filled with fear!
At this moment, unprecedented regret finally filled his chest.
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