39 Chapter 39 Death of Spirit Master (1/2)

In the strong wind, the two sword glows in the air suddenly split from two to four, stabbing right into the ice rain talismans before they were able to explode.

Moving along with the spiritual energy, a small whirlpool caused these four talismans to all lose effect, turning into cold energy and dispersing harmless, freezing the surrounding rain drops solid.

That white-robed man initially didn't look like he cared, filled with confidence. Only when all the ice talismans were broken was he astonished.

”You are a Xiantian martial cultivator? That's not right!”

It was not like he had never heard of such talisman-breaking methods. However such a situation should only appear at the Xiantian Master level, or if the person was several times stronger than him at talisman making!

If it was the former, the person could easily kill him with a wave of his hand. If it was the latter, then it would be even more preposterous! A martial cultivator that wasn't even at the Mythic Master level, how much talisman-making could he know? Even if he was a double cultivator, it was impossible!

In the next moment, he saw a thin image walking out of the icy white mist.

The effects of the Shadow Step and Wind Stealth talismans faced the recoil effects of the ice talisman and were dispelled. Zong Shou appeared in his true form.

When his handsome face entered the eyes of the spirit master, his face, which was already filled with astonishment, was now even more shocked.

”This person is Zong Shou? Is it a substitute, or was it a face change?”

He didn't have the effort to think about it as he brought out a seal with his left hand, the Peach Wood Sword in his right hand slashed diagonally as he cut the two white candles in half.

”Who cares who you are! Today I, Qi Xiao, will definitely kill you! Eagle One and Snake Three, why aren't you two out here now! Protector Spirit Beasts!”

Two giant energy mists appeared at his call, suddenly charging out from the two sides, mixing into the smoke from the soul focusing incense and turning into their actual forms.

A twenty-foot tall sparrow hawk appeared in the sky, opening up its wings as it dove down from above.

Opposite it was a giant cobra, spitting out its tongue as it coiled at the front of the formation. Several pieces of wind armor had formed around its body.

Zong Shou's eyes couldn't be seen as he smiled, but he didn't stop for even a moment.

He tossed out with his right hand, a black wooden can from his sleeves flew into the air. Just as that sparrow hawk charged down, this unassuming black wooden can suddenly exploded.

A silver light shome and numerous silver tendrils, like strong iron ropes, separated. Like an octopus, it tightly wrapped up the sparrow hawk.

Zong Shou also spat a heavily mouthful of air, adjusting his thoughts to the most calm and rational state before speeding up.

Although the stamina of his Dual Meridian Body was very bad, there was one point that no one else could compare to. Once he was able to temporarily cause his meridians to coordinate with one another, his explosiveness was invincible in the world!

The Shadow Step sword in his hand was thrown forwards ferociously, bringing with it a sharp shriek.

His now empty left hand drew a blood talisman on the remaining Wind Stealth sword at breathtaking speed.

”Armor Breaking!”

A cold glow instantly flowed to the tip of the Wind Stealth sword. Zong Shou only felt an intense piercing pain in his head, like all the remaining spiritual energy in his body was sucked away, and it nearly caused him to faint.

Biting onto his tongue to force himself to focus, the killing intent in Zong Shou's eyes gathered to the pinnacle.

The cobra in front of Zong Shou hesitated before dodging to the side, avoiding the Shadow Step sword that was flying through the air.