Chapter 82: Murderous Intent (Ask for Collection Recommendation)

Qi was suffocated for a while, only to feel the huge force around his neck almost breaking his neck bone!

The whole body can't even raise half of the strength, and if you want to struggle, you can't get it. He could only look at the half-demon boy in front of him who grabbed his neck with only one hand.

There was a hint of a smile on that beautiful face, but it was extremely cold and no warmth. In his eyes, he felt even more chilled and palpitating.

And a few people around him also looked stunned, looking at Zong Shou, only to feel that it was extremely absurd.

That feeling is like looking at a rabbit that can't even bite, and suddenly becomes a terrible ancient fierce god!

I was still out of breath before, as if I was about to collapse at any moment. Even at this moment, he is also completely devoid of qi in his body, even worse than those ordinary people who have opened up some chakras. However, in the blink of an eye, a figure flickered, and the lightning flashed, and Qi Fu was killed on the spot!

-- Although he is not dead at this moment, the laryngeal arteries have been shattered. Blood gushes out, and there is almost no chance of survival.

The sequence of movements was so fast that they could barely see it.

Gong Xinran was even more distracted, and couldn't believe all this in front of her.

Not long ago, Qi Qi was angry, but he was still murderous, and he laughed at the two of them with a calm expression. But what a blink of an eye. Just changed to the Zong Shou, who should have been powerless, holding his neck, and he was already dying?

With a sudden exertion in his hand, he only heard a crisp sound of 'click', and the angry cervical vertebrae were completely broken! It also completely cut off the last ray of this person's life.

Zong Shou casually threw away the head that was still dripping blood in his hand, and exhaled deeply and suddenly, temporarily suppressing the boiling killing intent and the anger and hatred in this body. Then he took the rest of the people not far away, as if they were nothing, and moved with great difficulty to the peach tree in full bloom.

First, a few needles were inserted near Gong Xinran's wound. All the arteries and blood vessels were all restricted, and then the sword nailed to her chest and abdomen was pulled out violently.

The blood didn't gush out much, but Zong Shou's gaze darkened slightly. The lungs were badly injured and the spleen was shattered. Unless it is those Jin Dan, who are said to be able to live and die with human flesh and bones, it is possible to save the girl's surname. All he can do now is prolong his life.

I ran desperately before, but in the end it was still a step too late.

Gong Xinran saw it very openly, not only did he feel hopeless, but smiled comfortingly at him. His body trembled slightly, and he seemed to have some chills.

Zong Shou pierced several more golden needles in a row, which made Gong Xinran's spirit slightly invigorated. Then he silently took off his coat and covered the girl's body.

Then the anger that gathered in the chest could no longer be suppressed, and rushed into the brain.

Killing thoughts for a lifetime, immediately induction. The five people behind him who were preoccupied and guarded suddenly looked at them. Like a raccoon cat that has been fried, a sturdy tiger pounces.

"Die!"

In the roar of the tiger, several blades flew back and forth. A fist wind was in the center, and before the figure arrived, it struck a thunderous sound.

This blow was actually for fear that he would not die, and he would be domineering, leaving no room for anything.

Zong Shou laughed at himself, thinking that with his own state of mind, even if the sky and the earth were shattered, he could be shocked and unchanged. But when the time came, it was still unavoidably shaken.

Even if you put aside the thirteen years of Zongshou, all the memories and emotions. At this moment, he is afraid that he will not be able to deal with it calmly. This tyrannical thought that has accumulated in the chest has not been there for a long time.

I want to see blood, I want to kill people, and I want to completely kill these beasts!

But he was still motionless, inserting a golden needle into Gong Xinran's forehead.

Until the blade of light sword behind him, it has already reached his body. In Zong Shou's eyes, a cloud of thunder burst out!

With a slight flick of the big sleeve, there are two willow leaf talisman knives, which slide out of the sleeve.

The six gods of the sword, the knife is dead!

The cyan sword shadow that rushed into the air passed through the heavy blade curtain in an impossible way. With incredible precision, it was nailed to the throats of the two mystical warriors on the right.

The right hand also drew his sword, and his entire body exploded with lightning again. The figure retreated sharply and flashed sideways, and when he turned around, he immediately saw a heavy sword waterfall. In an instant, he was submerged in front of him, everything!

The blood light flew, and the sword light soared. When everything returned to silence, the people who guarded the sect were already standing twenty feet away.

Everywhere they went, there were scattered pieces of flesh and blood! Two others fell to their knees with their hands on their throats. The blood was gushing from his fingers like a fountain. The eyes are full of life, gradually dimming.

Only the only one who used his fist was still intact. However, there were more than a dozen sword marks on his body, and his face turned pale at the moment, and he stayed in place.

Just now, I watched the two companions beside me be stabbed by the willow leaf talisman knife.

The other two were smashed into pieces by the furious blade light set off by this young man in the blink of an eye!

At that moment, I don't know how many swords came out, and they were incredibly fast! They also completely twisted the two complete human bodies into countless pieces of minced meat!

He has also experienced a hundred battles in his life, but he has never felt so powerless as he does now. The opponents I have encountered have also been innate and strong, but they are never like this half-demon boy, which makes people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Gong Xinran was also stunned again, looking at Zong Shou's gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little unfamiliar. Is this really her junior brother who is a little shy and has some inferiority complex in the academy?

The body that was evaluated by those division commanders as a double-veined body would not be able to achieve anything in his life. was arbitrarily bullied and distressed, the son of Qiantianshan. Is it really in front of you, this figure whose whole body is filled with terror?

When he came, he still seemed to be extremely tired, but he understated it, and killed Qi Fu. And Fang Cai didn't take two breaths, and the five secret martial artists with their own unique skills were four dead and one injured, and the death was terrible, which was unbearable. It seems effortless and effortless.

Every move is also fascinating.

Zong Shou swung his sword and shook off the flesh and blood on the sword. The chest is slightly happy, but the thoughts are still not reached. The ferocity was so thick that it almost turned into substance, turning into a blade and piercing out of his chest and abdomen.

When I looked at the girl under the peach tree again, the only little joy I had left was gone.

Seeing the last secret martial artist not far away, he suddenly ran frantically down the mountain. The corners of Zong Shou's lips couldn't help but pick up coldly again, implying disdain.

The index finger of his left hand moved slightly, and another willow leaf talisman knife pierced through the air.

A few months ago, he was able to seriously injure Uwei with a single sword as a samurai. The knife at this moment is naturally more reasonable.

After the knife came out, Zong Shou didn't even bother to take another look, and just walked back to the peach tree.

Sure enough, he had just taken a step when he heard a 'grunt'. It was the crisp sound of the blade of the Fu knife piercing into the throat. Then there was another 'boom', and a human body slammed into the ground, stirring up dust and sand in the sky.

Zong Shou sighed slightly and walked in front of Gong Xinran. After a moment of hesitation, he finally spoke bitterly: "I don't know what else I will wish to sister?"