120 Chapter 120 Why am I not Angry? (2/2)

Yun Tao's eyes turned red, and he howled, waving the giant sword in his hand to come charging over with large steps. The wind ruffled as he angrily slashed down.

As for that Mist Sword Xie Jun, he had another reaction. His body floated backwards as he fled into the distance without even turning his head.

Zong Shou laughed softly, casually waving his sleeve. A cold glow shot out, before he stabbed out with his sword. This time it was indiscernible and changing, unlike the sharpness from before.

Human like the cloud, sword like the mist. In the eyes of Li Yunniang and Lian Fan, one turned into two, two turned into four, difficult to tell its true from.

Just as a dazzled look appeared in Yun Tao's eyes, a sword image pierced out from the cloud and stabbed softly through his left chest and heart. His giant sword slashed heavily into the ground with a loud keng.

As for Yun Tao, he immediately stopped, using the sword to support his body as blood flowed out like a fountain from his chest. His eyes were wide open, staring like he was going to remember this teen forever.

Li Yunniang could only feel her entire body turning cold, totally unable to believe her eyes.

Was this the Zong Shou that she deemed rubbish, the one she mocked these ten days, but who didn't get angry at all?

Did the head of the Yunxia Seven Swords, Deceitful Sword Ren Qianchou and Rage Sword Yun Tao, who were famous in Donglin Cloud Continent, die just like that?

Was she in a dream where all these people were acting for her?

She subconsciously looked towards that Mist Sword Xie Jun. This look sent a cold chill down her spine.

A white light was chasing the frantically escaping back of the man.

It was totally silent, like a dream and an illusion. No matter how Xie Jun tried to escape, that thing was getting closer.

He suddenly twisted his body in mid-air and used an unbelievable move to turn south. But in the next moment that white light did the same, not only staying close, but also getting closer.

”It's a flying knife. A flying knife changing direction...”

Li Yunniang's face was white like paper, unknowingly using her hands to grip her robe. She used too much strength and nearly tore the cloth.

She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if that knife was heading towards her.

In that moment, that white light suddenly exploded with a bright glow. A really strong intent descended onto the forest.

That Xie Jun exclaimed in fear at the same time. ”Sword intent?! How can it be the Shocking Cloud God-Destroying sword-”

Before he could finish, there was a sharp ting. Li Yunniang only saw Xie Jun, along with his sword, heavily pinned beneath a tree.

There was no sound from him, who knew whether he was dead or alive. At that moment, she could only feel that her entire brain was empty, she didn't know how to react.

She also couldn't help but recall a few days ago when Liancheng knelt down and said those words to him.

”...when Prince takes control of Gantian Mountain if you want to conquer Donglin, our Cloud Saint City will follows all your orders! We will help Prince sweep Donglin...”

Before this, she found those words funny, but now she had no intention of laughing, her heart had tightened up.

Three peak Xiantians couldn't even last ten breaths and had all died. How could she still laugh?

She remembered that the Gantian Mountain Zong Shi reached Xiantian not long ago at twenty. The current Zong Shou was only thirteen and could go up against peak Xiantian masters!

With such ability, couldn't he easily take control of Gantian Mountain? If a few more years passed, he could sweep Donglin Cloud Continent.

No wonder even someone as proud as Xu Zhengyuan would go under him.

What about herself? What was she? A joke?

Since he had such strong ability, then why did he hide it? Couldn't he do what he wished and join any sect he want?

Nineteen Spirit Houses, Ten Shrines would all go all out to recruit him!

There was also that sword intent!

When he used the flying knife to kill Yun Tao, it was the Shocking Cloud God-Destroying sword intent!

That last sword also showed sword rhythm. But that martial intent was as profound as when Xiantian or Martial Ancestors fought.

It was the sword rhythm level, but it seemed much higher. Two different kinds of sword paths in one body, both with high comprehension and which could be used interchangeably without problems.

Li Yunniang could only feel like she was going to go crazy. What kind of monster was standing in front of her eyes?