262 Chapter 262 Ten Year Mountains and Rivers (1/2)

Zong Ling still couldn't believe what had happened in front of him...

Zong Shi was heavily injured and kneeling on the ground. That spear-wielding 7 meridian Xuanwu ancestor had his head broken in one sword. Xue Moyan who was a Return to sun spirit master was also killed by Zong Shou using the mountain and river sword sense. In just 2 swords, he was made into meat paste!

They were all incredible foes but in a moment, he killed 2 top experts. Was he the dual meridian body trash prince in the rumors?

Whether he injected aura into the sword, sword path one with the spirit, that part he didn't know. But Zong Shou had driven the sword into the sky. How was that just night wandering realm? That was a 2nd soul!

Zong Ling only felt like his brain was overwhelmed. If it wasn't for there being 2 Return to Sun spirit masters standing behind him, he wanted to immediately grab Zong Shou and grill him.

Grasping king path martial techniques right as he was about to ascend, Zong Weiran gave birth to a good Son.

That was expected. His Father was so strong, so how would his Son be weak?Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

In comparison, Zong Shi has gone crazy. He dared to fight with Zong Shou for the throne?

...in terms of bloodline, martial path, spells, schemes, which aspect could he win the prince?

Hu Qianqiu waved his knife, pushing aside Lihu Jichang who was dumbfounded, laughing out loud. His voice reverberating through the sky,” I said it long before, your Zong Shi compared to Zong'er you are just scum! The true trash is you! What did you say again? Donglin Cloud Continent top talents were outside of the sects? You know how to brag! In terms of talent, can you even come close to just prince's one toe? f*** your grandmother. A noob from the past race leader family dares to rebel? If the ruler didn't let go of the Xue family, how would you all have the chance to start such waves?”

That voice filled with huge pride was like many needles stabbing into Zong Shi's heart.

He only felt a burning sensation, even his broken legs and the injuries around his body couldn't be compared to that.

People like Zong Rui and Zong He weren't as gleeful as before, their faces ashen white with all blood flowing away.

...That was Xue Moyan, the most elite junior of the Xue family in the cloud world. His spiritual cultivation was at the Return to Sun realm, forming 8 talismans. His martial true qi was at Xuanwu realm, merging 8 earth veins!

Such an expert actually couldn't block 2 swords from Zong Shou!

Using aura to enter sense, sword path one with the spirit, king path martial arts, all this they all knew, However, at this moment, it felt extremely unfamiliar.

Just one-night wandering realm exploded their brains, making it blank.

One could foresee their Zong family direct bloodline disciples being suppressed by Zong Shou, unable to rise for tens of years.

Zong Weiran was strong for his life and suppressed them for 10 years. Whilst this Zong Shou was night wandering at 14, he would only be more overpowered and stronger than his Father.

To think they dare to act arrogant in front of such a world shocking person.

Ling Fakong was still standing rooted to the ground, blood seeped out from the corner of his lips. Then, he laughed out in a low tone in a crazy manner, the emotions in his chest was indescribable complex.

He thought he was a smart person, but now, the tables had turned. He was blind. He thought he could judge the situation, but now he knew he might have missed the last chance of fixing his relationship with the prince.

20 years in the sinner camp...the suppression of the eye wolf race...that outcome was set.

The only fortunate thing was that Ling Xuan had gone all out, risking his life on the altar, giving his race some chance of rising back up.

Left pillar general Qiu Wei originally dashed forwards with disregard of his life and was about to arrive near Zong Shou. When he heard Hu Qianqiu's laugh, he was startled. After exhaling, his expression slowly calmed down and he wasn't anxious anymore. He didn't expect that Hu Qianqiu's seemingly crazy words to be true. Not only was his sword path one with the spirit, he gathered the aura of a country.

He took a look at Zong Shi, his brows furrowed slightly before he laughed, ”What a scum!” He fought with all his life just now and was afraid he was too slow, but now he knew his worry was excessive.

The prince was so talented, how could such a noob be able to compare to him?

Although his volume was soft he was nearby, causing Zong Shi's body to shudder, his eyes filled with rage. But when he looked forwards, his last bit of pride and confidence was smashed.

Zong Shou held the illusionary heart mirror in his hand, not looking at it, just directly throwing it into his sleeves.

Then, he planted, turning that sword attack back.

Activating the energy of the emperor path was not only tough to control, but it also took up a lot of stamina.

Luckily he was more well-practiced and familiar with it now, so he could save some strength. Looking forward once more, those few Xuanwu martial cultivators and return to sun spirit masters were startled. They all came back to their senses instantly and without hesitation, they all fled in all directions.

They couldn't bother about the assassination. What they cared about were their lives.

Originally, they were surprised why Xue Moyan fled without fighting. They didn't understand it at all. However, now, they only had one thought in their minds, to get as far away as possible.

They had all been through hundreds of battles and they could see that Zong Shou's few swords weren't that well-practiced, which was why Xue Moyan was able to block it. If this aura of the country was able to be grasped by him, then just 1 sword alone would be able to kill them.

Mountain and sea sword sense combined with the aura of the emperor was a match made in heaven, meshing well with one another and buffing his overall strength. The strength of the sword was also raised to an unbelievable level, to a realm where everyone present couldn't even raise the heart to go against him.

They were all crazily scolding out in their hearts that the rumors couldn't be believed. That Zong Weiran hid it so deeply. He rather let his son bear the name of trash for tens of years!

A few spirit masters drove the sword over. Those Xuanwu ancestors who couldn't fly all directly jumped off this ten thousand feet high altar, trying to escape from the cliff.