520 Sword Intent Soul Realm (1/2)

Zong Shou's brows rose up before it calmed back down.

”Sword Maniac Yuan Wushang?”

When he said these words, Zong Shou's expression became really solemn and serious.

He silently took out several Soul Power Recovering Pills. However, he didn't consume it, but instead directly crushed it and used the Heaven Swallowing Energy Conversion technique to absorb the essence and allow it to seep into his soul.

He couldn't be more familiar with the teen in front of him. On his waist hung 2-inches wide, snake-shaped curved long swords. Its length was also really weird, from the handle to the tip, it was 9-inches long. At the sword tip, it was forked like that of the tongue of a snake.

His face was slightly white, his smile also looked like that of someone who was crazy.

He was pretty much the same as the Sword Maniac in the God Emperor game of his last life.

He was as famous as Jueyu and caused headaches for many of the experts in this world.

The reason he was called Sword Maniac was that he was really bloodthirsty, loved to kill people, and did anything he wanted.

This was also why he was really hard to deal with.

Jueyu was a proper man who had his own ways of dealing with matters. He had his own ideals he followed, as such, one could abuse this aspect to bully him.

As for this Yuan Wushang, he did things solely based on his own will and what he wanted to do. He did whatever he wanted and surprised everyone, he acted like that of a demon.

If he was interested, he would even dare to challenge End-realm experts. Sometimes when he was annoyed he would cause a lot of trouble, slaying millions.

Zong Shou had to face such a person like he was facing a big enemy!

”You recognize me?”

Yuan Wushang was slightly surprised, following which, he smiled happily.

”It's really good that you do! I heard that there are three more Desolate Swords in the Cloud World. One of them is Tanqiu from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the other one is Feng Taiji from the Ten Thousand Sword vast habitat and the last is Gantian Mountain's Zong Shou. However, you can't be Feng Taiji, you're too young. So are you Tanqiu or Zong Shou?”

Zong Shou frowned, ”I am Zong Shou!”

He knew that it wasn't important whichever identity he told him. This was because after looking at Yuan Wushang, he seemed to be determined to fight no matter what.

”It really is you!”

Yuan Wushang seemed to have predicted it and nodded his head, a weird expression appeared in his eyes, ”As expected, your sword technique is exquisite and you have enough ability to be rumored on the same level as me. Your two swords just now really made me excited. Speaking of which, when I returned this time, the Lingyun Sect people found me to challenge you a few months from now! They said that it's best to not let you live in this world anymore. I haven't agreed yet, however, I do owe them a favor. What do you think I should do?”

Zong Shou was still expressionless and took each breath to recover his soul ocean.

”With your personality, you won't care about favors.”

Yuan Wushang was startled when he heard this, following after, he laughed. ”You're wrong. If it was a real favor, then I would repay kindness with kindness. However, the Lingyun Sect took advantage of the situation, this is the real reason why I don't really care! They think that I owe them a favor but it truly makes me feel annoyed!”

At this moment, the people nearby like Zong Yuan and Ruoshui had ashen-white faces. They wanted to be by Zong Shou's side to protect him, but they were suppressed on the spot by a weird Sword Intent. It caused both of them not to dare to move.

They weren't afraid of dying but instead, they were afraid of being a burden for Zong Shou.

Ye Feishuang and Ye Feihan's faces too were ashen-white. The both of them weren't like two years ago who knew nothing about matters regarding the Cloud World.

The name of the Sword Maniac, Yuan Wushang was akin to thunder to the ears.

When they heard what the Sword Maniac just said, they relaxed a bit. However, in the next instant, Yuan Wushang's lips curled up in a weird manner.

”Don't you think that letting such a sword expert like you fall under my sword seem like a decent thing?”

Zong Shou was still expressionless upon hearing this statement, it was Ye Feishuang's brows who furrowed instead. Just as she wanted to activate the grade-9 Ice Flood Dragon, Yuan Wushang suddenly glanced over, ”That puppet is yours? Not bad at all! However, do you believe that if it dares to move one finger, I will kill both of you?”

Ye Feishuang was astonished and immediately stopped, she quickly pulled Ye Feihan with an exceptionally ugly expression on her face.

A sharp expression appeared in Zong Shou's eyes. He waved his sleeves and turned the grade-9 puppet beside him back into a talisman before keeping it into his sleeves.

When Yuan Wushuang saw this, he looked back. His gaze was filled with a teasing expression.

”Maybe I overestimated you... I was just joking, to think that you couldn't take it. People like you cannot bend and cannot extend, how can you be the ruler of a nation?! Forget it, how much have you recovered?”

”70%! It's enough to battle!”

Zong Shou took in a deep breath, following shortly after, he slightly raised his head. His expression was neither happy nor angry, a bright light shone in his pupils.

”I am a swordsman first before being a ruler. Since I cultivate the sword then I should not give up and yield to anything. Much more so against people like you, I don't have to hold back…”

Yuan Wushang was slightly shocked, following which, he laughed out loud, it shook the heavens.

”What a good 'not having to hold back' speech! I like your personality! However, why do I feel like killing you more and more?”

When he said these words, Yuan Wushang instantly disappeared from Zong Shou's eyes.

Be it his five senses or spiritual sense, he had completely lost track of him and was unable to find any traces of Yuan Wushang.

Zong Shou's pupils constricted, he thought, 'As expected from him!'