Chapter Eighty-Six: The Sword with the Soul (The Third Recommended Collection)

"Such a genius, who dares to say that he is a waste?"

Gao Yi's face turned pale again. Not so long ago, he was one of those who had no eyes.

It is bordered by Yunlu in the east, and as long as they are martial artists, most of them are proficient in bow horses. can be as exquisite as Zongshou's archery skills, but there is no one in ten thousand. Among tens of millions of people, there is not one.

The person who can fire the strong bow twenty times in a row within ten breaths cannot be a waste with no strength in his imagination!

The thirteen-year-old Seven Veins Secret Martial Master, no matter where he is placed, is enough to shake the world.

What is the purpose of this person trying so hard to hide his strength? Is he really the rumored body of the two veins?

It's ridiculous that I didn't notice anything different before.

is so scheming, so talented, if you can wait for this son to grow up, then what?

I couldn't help but be shocked and panicked, and my murderous intent was secretly rising. He turned his eyes to look at the old man surnamed Mi, but after contemplating for a while, he shook his head: "The matter has become a big problem, and it can't be hidden! This son may have some ability, but we still kill him like slaughtering a dog. This son's strength is hidden, but he can't help it. Someone can't tolerate him—"

It was a whip that slammed it on the wind riding horse, and suddenly accelerated. Gao Yi's expression sank, and he glanced behind him coldly, and snorted murderously, also following closely. Secretly sighed to himself, he was conceited and calm, but now he almost messed up for this dying man.

A lion's roar rang out in the rear. The sickle-tailed lion beard was furious, and in front of him, the ten knights who had been murderous just now disintegrated in an instant. Immediately, the momentum was revived, and the lion fought against the people. The scattered psionic energy suddenly reunited, roaring angrily. A few horsemen who were still standing were startled by a panicked roar.

Then he leaped straight past the fallen foals. The remaining two knights were also thrown off.

However, at this time, the two horses in front of them were already accelerating. Whether it was Gao Yi or the innate martial artist, they had no intention of turning back and fighting. Directly left the remaining knights behind and ran quickly into the distance.

The speed of the sickle-tailed lion is still far inferior, but it is slightly more explosive. The injury itself is not light, and he has run thousands of feet before, and he is already tired. In just a moment, the distance between the two is getting farther and farther apart.

Gong Xinran breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and he didn't know whether he was at ease or regret. Staring at the back of Gao Yi, I felt a feeling of dizziness that hit my brain.

Chu Xue was also inexplicably annoyed and depressed, and he also felt slightly relieved. It is a pity that Gao Yi was not able to kill him. didn't have to face that innate martial artist, but it also made her feel relieved.

Zong Code's expression was wooden and expressionless. The lightning flashed endlessly, and the trace of blood red, implying the violent madness in it, had not yet receded, but became more intense.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked ahead. I saw that Gao Yi, who was riding a horse riding the wind and gradually moving away, was looking at it from a distance, and the killing intent was full of intent.

The two knights who were thrown away in the rear also gradually caught up from behind. Even those few mounts were killed, and the secret warriors who fell off their horses also stood up one after another and chased after them.

Seeing the two people and two horses, they almost disappeared from his field of vision. The two knights in the back were no more than ten feet apart. Zong Shou's chest was surprisingly frosty.

Neither unwilling, nor depressed, only the murderous power in this chest is unprecedented. It was boiling in his heart, and he could barely breathe.

Chu Xue sighed softly, made a handprint, and urged the cold tiger next to him to face him. Then he pressed the sword at his waist, and was about to leap off the lion's back. But suddenly, I heard another chuckle from the sect guard in front of me, the voice was cold, as if it contained endless coldness, and it was a bit resolute and uninhibited.

"Xue'er, it's up to you later, take care of my body for me!

"Young Lord, flesh—"

Chu Xue was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he felt that within ten zhang of the surroundings, the yin force suddenly won a big victory. The body of the sect guard in front of him suddenly softened. fell backwards and hurriedly reached out to hold on. Just as I could see the door of Zong Shou's head, a cyan mist rose up. Faintly, the voice of the sect guard seemed to be heard next to his ears.

It is also extremely cold, and the killing intent is soaring. Stopping next to his ears, it seems like a flood of bells and a big Lu, like a thunderstorm.

"I can spare ten thousand people, but this one alone will not forgive!"

When the sound fell, only a clear sound was heard. In Zong Shou's sleeve, several mouthfuls of willow leaf talisman knives suddenly flew up and left his body with the green smoke. The pine-striped wind sword inserted in the head of the sickle-tailed lion was also forcibly pulled up by a force and flew into the air.

The sound of the sword roared and immediately shook the wasteland. Not only the knights behind them were all slightly startled.

Even in front, the old man surnamed Mi and Gao Yi, who were already hundreds of feet away, also turned their heads in shock again and looked back.

When he saw the green smoke rising, the old man surnamed Mi couldn't help but exclaim again: "This son not only opens up to the seven veins of the body chakra, but also has a double cultivation of spirit and martial arts!"

Gao Yi was also shocked, almost speechless, but for a moment he smiled disdainfully: "It's just crazy, a person who has only reached the realm of cultivating spirits, actually dares to travel at night at this time?

Before the words fell, they stopped abruptly. I saw that the light smoke was about to disperse. Suddenly, a purple power grid suddenly shone brightly, enveloping the cloud of smoke and gathering into a ball, unaffected by the wind.

Then the next moment, I saw a blue-white moonlight, shining in the air. made Gao Yi's pupils open suddenly, and the old man surnamed Mi was also slightly stunned.

The sword light was like the moon, only a slight flash. The two knights who had chased after the sickle-tailed lion suddenly threw their heads high, and two blood rays surged out.

In just this instant, a sword has been cut off!

Where the sword shadow shone, almost all of the vitality of the two secret martial artists was devoured. The corpse also turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, Zong Shou only felt that his soul seemed to be torn and swollen in pain. With the body of the Yuan Soul, the feeling of Swallowing Heaven and Yuanhua ** is different. As these Yuan Force Essence Qi poured from the tip of the sword, the remnants of the two secret martial artists also followed and impacted. It makes him have a lot of miscellaneous thoughts, and it fills his mind, and he can't maintain his consciousness and soul in danger.

It took a moment before he forcibly rejected it. Within the divine consciousness, there was only a glimmer of blazing murderous power left.

The yin soul surged, urging the loose wind sword to suddenly fold again, and rushed straight into the distance with a swift and unparalleled momentum.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the two people in front of him.

Gao Yi subconsciously leaned back. The mind was unconscious, and it was captured by the sharp sword momentum. For a while, God grabbed it, and he couldn't afford to resist half a thought.

The old man surnamed Mi next to him had calmed down, and snorted coldly: "If you have a little ability, you dare to run rampant in front of me! In the realm of cultivating spirits, you actually dare to learn how to use your soul to resist the sword! I, Mi Yuan, said today, it seems that I can't get it if I want to keep my hand! Give it to me!"