82 Chapter 82 Intent to Kill (2/2)

He still didn't move, taking out a golden needle and sticking it into the corner of her forehead.

Only when the blade and sword lights were close to his body did a sharp glow explode out within his eyes!

His sleeves moved slightly as two Willow Talisman Knives shot out.

Six God Defensive Knife: when the knife shoots out, a life is ended!

The green knives that flew into the air shot through the heavy blade screen around him, precisely nailing the necks of two of the Mythic Masters.

His right hand pulled out his sword as his entire body flashed once more. He retreated and dodged to the side. When he turned back a fury of sword strikes rained out, instantly drowning out everything within a hundred feet of his front!

Blood flew, sword light scattering around. When everything regained silence, Zong Shou was already standing two hundred feet past them.

Everywhere he passed had pieces of meat scattered all over! There were two people who had their hands pressing on their throats as they knelt on the ground. Blood was spurting out like a fountain, seeping out from their fingertips. The life in their eyes were slowly dimming.

Only that person who used his fist was perfectly fine. However his body had over ten sword cuts, his face ashen white as he stood rooted to the spot.

He had personally witnessed two of his friends being stabbed in the throat by one Willow Talisman Knife.

The other two were instantly cut up into many pieces by the sword light storm started by that teen.

In that instant, who knows how many swords had slashed out, it was all unbelievably quick. Two perfectly intact bodies were diced up into scattered pieces of meat.

He had been through hundreds of battles in his life and he had never felt as powerless as today. He had faced Xiantian experts before, but he had never felt as much fear than from the half-monster teen in front of him.

Gong Xinran was startled once more, the eyes which she looked towards Zong Shou with were a little unfamiliar. Was this truly the shy and low self-esteem disciple she met in the college?

The person whom all seniors and teachers evaluated as having a Dual Meridian Body and wouldn't be able to have any achievements in life; the person who was humiliated by others, making her empathize with him. Was he truly the same person as the one whose body was giving off a terrfying aura right in front of her?

When he came he seemed exhausted to the limit, but in such a short moment he had eliminated Qi Nu. And in just two breaths he had injured one and killed four Mythic Masters who each had their own special sets of skills. They all died in such a tragic manner, making it such that one couldn't bear to look on. It was like he didn't use any strength at all, and that it was really easily achieved by him.

Each and every action tugged at one's mind.

Zong Shou flicked his sword and cleared off the meat and blood on it. His chest felt much better, but that intent hadn't stopped just yet. That intense brutality was so thick that it felt like it was about to manifest itself, turning into a blade and stabbing out of his chest.

Once he looked at the woman under the peach tree, the remaining sense of happiness in his heart had disappeared.

The remaining Mythic Master fled crazily for his life. The corner of Zong Shou's lips couldn't help but rise coldly, filled with disdain.

His left hand's finger moved slightly and another Willow Talisman Knife flew through the air.

A few months ago, with just a Martial Warrior body, he could use a knife to heavily injure Blazing Sword Wu Wei. The current knife would naturally hit without any chance of missing.

After the knife shot out, Zong Shou didn't even bother to look, walking directly to the peach tree.

As expected, just as he started walking, he heard the crisp sound of the talisman knife stabbing right into the spine. A body dropped roughly to the ground, dust and sand flying up into the air.

Zong Shou sighed, walking over in front of Gong Xinran. He hesitated slightly before opening his mouth bitterly, ”Senior sister, do you have any last wishes?”