87 Chapter 87 Unparalled Knife and Sword (2/2)

His eyes opened wide, anger surging within him as he looked up into the sky.

”You actually dare to hurt me!”

Unlimited amounts of killing intent surged out and again rose into the sky, trying to destroy that soul ball. The old man's body, however, was rooted to the ground, his eyes were wide open. Shock that had disappeared not long ago had once again entered his brain.

The green sword shadow had flown down from above from a really close distance.

Zong Shou's soul was manifested within that green smoke, like there were a pair of cold eyes coldly looking down.

What filled him with trepidation was that on the Pine Pattern Wind Sword there was several times stronger martial intent than on the talisman knife.

The sword shadow was only falling down, but it had a sort of rhythm that caught his attention.

This sword gave off might and strength, but it was cold and elegant, like that of watery moonbeams. It also seemed really uncertain and indiscernible, no sound or aura as it struck down from above.

Even that speed was so unbelievably quick. It was like the sword itself had became a part of the night!

When Old Mi looked up, the tip of the sword had already reached the front of his eyes and was just inches away.

This time his face was filled with shock and astonishment. A loud roar erupted, like a wild beast which was on the verge of dying, not caring about vital energy fluctuations or the injuries to his abdomen. He couldn't help but back off urgently, a green flame exploding out from around him as he gathered up all the energy in his body to strike out with a fist towards that sword.

They saw the green Pine Pattern Wind Sword once again flare with an eye-catching glow. It turned into a ball of light that the naked eye couldn't pick up, directly piercing through his throat.

A stab and draw hurled the old man's head t up high into the air, his eyes open wide in disbelief. Looking down at his headless body, he was totally dumbfounded.

How did this happen? How did this happen? I am a Xiantian Master of the Second meridian of the Earth Chakra, and I have died at the hands of a Spirit Cultivation Realm spirit master?

Where did this Gantian Mountain Prince learn his flying knife technique? How did the Cloud Shocking God Destroying sword intent of Lingyun Sect appear in his hands?

And also that sword, using the soul to drive the sword, how could it have such terrifying rhythm?

No, his martial arts intent had definitely exceeded that of the sword intent level!

Which expert reincarnated into this half-monster teen?

A that moment within the Blood Valley, it was totally silent without any movement at all.

That hook tail lion stopped as it looked over, its lion eyes opened wide. Chuxue and Gong Xinran, who were riding it, seemed out of sorts.

Did that Xiantian master really die just like that? He died under Zong Shou's sword?

The remaining martial cultivators following behind were all startled. Looking at the flying head and the blood rain, they stood rooted, unable to believe their eyes.

Gao Yi's face was ashen white with no signs of blood on it, his eyes slack. He only sat stunned on horseback, allowing the Windrider Foal bring him on a swift retreat.

When Old Mi was forced into despair by Zong Shou's three talisman knives, it had already shocked him.

When he saw Old Mi being beheaded by that moonlight-like sword, it was like his heart had been stabbed by someone, feeling really empty and lost. The energy within it was rising and dipping like a wave.

How did Old Mi die? How did such a strong person die at that little brat's hands?

When he regained his senses, his face was instantly filled with fear!

At that moment, an unprecedented amount of regret filled his chest.