Chapter Fourteen The Death of Fierce Sword

Zong Yu retrieved the willow-leaf flying knife from the neck of Zong Yu who was dying, and Zong Shou waved away all the blood on it.

The spiritual sense he cultivated on this flying knife was completely cut off the moment he left his hand.

At this moment, he just used this action to cover up his Tiantian Yuanhua Dafa, and sucked away Zong Yu's remaining Qi, blood and essence.

Then he was no longer interested, so he took a look at Zong Yu. Patting Su Chuxue's head, he chuckled and walked towards the place where the swords clashed a hundred feet away.

Saying that Zong Yu and others are rubbish is definitely not just to provoke this person, but he really thinks so in his heart.

What was really dangerous was the fierce sword Uwei who had already suppressed Yin Yang, who was seriously injured in the chest and abdomen, from a hundred and sixty feet away! Only this person can make him pay a little attention.

A martial artist who has reached the peak of the middle rank is indeed stronger than a lower rank martial master by more than one level. Even if he failed to swallow it immediately, the energy contributed by Zong Yu was at least 30% greater than that of the Li brothers!

But even if he absorbs all of these, plus the remaining zhenqi in his body, he can surpass the seventh level and challenge the flying knife of the Seven Meridian Secret Martial Artist, he can only deliver one blow!

If you succeed, you will live, if you fail, you will perish!

When he reached one hundred and forty feet, Zong Shou paused for a moment beside the withered corpse.

Then he secretly admired Yin Yang. Although he did not know the name of the dead person. However, judging by the luster of his bones and skin, his cultivation level is obviously above that of a martial artist, reaching the realm of secret martial arts.

Yin Yang killed this person on the spot with the momentum of thunder. Although he was seriously injured, he also avoided himself, and fell into the situation of being attacked from both sides, and he was decisive and ruthless. But at this moment, the shadows of swords are as strict as a wall. Under the mighty sword light, he was still able to hold on, and it showed his tenacity.

In the future God Emperor game, even if it is not a small boss, it is at least an elite first-class character.

When I got here, I already felt the raging wind pressure. His skin hurts from being scraped by a trace of fierceness. And Uwe's sharp gaze also came from time to time.

Almost every step forward, you need to tighten your mind and take great risks. Maybe a trance, a loss of consciousness, and you will lose your life. With this person's body skills and quick sword, if he is killed within a hundred steps, it may take less than half a breath, just the blink of an eye.

Zong Shou still walked forward with a fearless expression, and he didn't stop until he was fifteen feet away. The right hand holds the sword, while the left hand is tucked into the sleeve, only a small section of the sword is exposed outside the sleeve, looming, and the cold light flickers.

This distance, the flying knife in his hand, can be reached in an instant.

"Little Lord!"

Su Chuxue followed him step by step, her eyes full of doubts. No matter how strong Zong Shou's martial skills are, his internal energy will be limited after all. It is too reluctant to intervene in the battle between the two secret martial artists, and it is too overwhelming.

Just when he was worrying and anxious, he saw in the distance, the sword light that was originally like a river, was suddenly suffocated. The shadow of the sword revived, and its momentum even surpassed that of Jian Guang.

Zong Shou just stood there, and he could faintly see that Uwe's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. From time to time, his eyes turned to Zong Shou's left hand, as if he was extremely afraid.

Only then did he suddenly wake up, in the eyes of this person, Zong Shou's throwing knife was so tyrannical!

When Zong Shou practiced throwing knives before, he felt nothing but fast and precise movements, which threatened her somewhat.

But today, neither Li Ling nor Zong Yu could effectively dodge the Willow Leaf Flying Knife!

But at this moment, this knife that was concealed but not sent even felt threatened even by the fierce sword Uwei who had killed several secret martial artists.

In those dry eyes, apart from resentment, surprise and fear at this moment, it is clear that there is a bit of retreat!

Zong Shou didn't seem to notice it, with a smile on his lips. His eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, and his feet were uneven, as if he had fallen asleep. As time went by, the whole person gradually became silent.

But Uwe lost his position even more, his sword light was scattered, and he was almost out of order. In just half an hour, he was almost injured by Yin Yang several times.

After persisting for a while, he finally lost his will to fight. The sword shadow suddenly blazed, forcing Yin Yang back, and then swept away his figure, without dragging his feet, and quickly retreated away into the distance.

It was also at this moment that Zong Shou's face suddenly twitched again, bleeding from his mouth. Immediately afterwards, the figure knelt down on the ground, and there was a continuous, heart-piercing light cough.

Uwe only took a few steps outside, and then his face showed surprise. There was a slight hesitation in his eyes, and his figure suddenly turned around. Immediately, Yin Yang was thrown away, the sword light was like a dragon, and he struck twenty feet away.

Chuxue immediately turned pale, and Yin Yang's complexion also changed drastically. All the sword lights in the sky were collected, and then a group of sword shadows that were a hundred times more blazing burst out, sweeping behind Uwei. It's just the speed, which is a beat slower than the latter.

With just one breath, the distance between several people is shortened to less than ten feet away.

The tip of the sword was already in front of him, and Zong Shou's eyes also opened suddenly. Although it was in extreme pain, he was still sane, his killing intent was cold, and he was slightly ridiculed.

"It's a pity, it was such a good opportunity just now, why didn't you run away?"

All the absorbed energy, the four unique Fengling acupoints in his body, and all the true energy flowing through the chakras, at this moment, were all gathered at one point of his fingertips. The left hand tucked inside the sleeve didn't move at all, but a white light that was hard to see with the naked eye shot up through the sky abruptly.

Uwe, who was in mid-air, was terrified. The sword in his hand obviously only needs to be half a zhang longer to take the boy's life. But he didn't dare to move forward and handed out another half point.

With a soft snort, the figure turned out to be helpless, and the whole body hurriedly drew an arc, just avoiding the spurting blade light.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and secretly sneered. But seeing that the talisman knife changed its trajectory unexpectedly, and it was so strange that it chased after him. Uwe's pupils suddenly shrank.

"The flying knife changes direction! How is it possible?"

With a blast, Uwe's figure retreated like a storm. But he only retreated five zhang, and felt a sharp pain in his right eye.

The flying knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, smashed his eyeballs into pieces, and then pierced his brain.

It is dangerous and dangerous, which makes the remaining power fade away. The blade was stuck with the bone, but Uwe's brain was also stunned by a sharp pain. Before he recovered, his complexion changed again. It was extremely pale, and it was all the color of death.

The light of the saber chasing from behind suddenly engulfed his figure completely in an instant.

But before finally losing consciousness, Uwe had only one thought.

"What a sharp flying knife! How can there be such a magical skill in the world?"

The next moment, countless blood sprayed forward. Dye a piece of grass in a blood red color.

Seeing Uwei directly in front of him, he was cut to pieces by Yin Yang's horizontal knife. Zong Shou also felt his mind relax, and then his eyes darkened again.

He just coughed up blood, not because he wanted to take risks to seduce this person, but because his body had reached an unbearable situation. But after issuing the last knife, it completely collapsed.

"This tmd body with dual veins is really weak—"

Thinking in a daze in his mind, Zong Shou became even more dizzy, and then completely lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Su Chuxue from behind immediately took a step forward to support his body to prevent Zong Shou from falling to the ground. There was something slightly strange in his eyes, apart from the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, there was also a sense of loss.

In today's battle, the young master of his own family almost relied on his own strength to determine the world. On the contrary, she almost became a burden.