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Chapter 85

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"Such a genius, who dares to say he's trash?"

Gao Yi's face instantly turned ashen white. Not long ago, he was one of those people who had eyes but couldn't see.

In Donglin Cloud Continent, as long as one was a martial master, they would be proficient in archery and horse riding. However, one in ten thousand had such exquisite archery skills like Zong Shou. Out of ten million people, one wouldn't be able to find one.

To be able to draw the bow twenty times within ten breaths, he definitely wasn't trash with no strength like he had imagined.

A thirteen year old seven meridian mythic master, no matter where he was, it was enough to shock everyone.

Why did this person spend so much effort to hide his strength? Was he really the dual meridian body of the legends?

What was laughable was that he didn't find anything weird before.

Such scheming, such talent, if he waited for this kid to grow up, wouldn't he be amazing?

He couldn't help but be shocked and panicked, killing intent rising in his heart. He turned around to look at Old Mi, only to see him think about it seriously before shaking his head, "The matter has already gotten out of hand and can't be covered up! Let's talk about it in the future. This kid might have some ability, but killing him is still like killing a dog. This kid hid his strength, but he couldn't take it. Naturally, there are people who can't tolerate him … "

He actually whipped the Windrider Foal and sped up. Gao Yi's expression sunk, coldly looking behind him. He scoffed, filled with killing intent, and followed closely behind. He scolded himself. He thought that he was calm and collected, but today he nearly lost his cool because of this person who was about to die.

Suddenly, a lion roar sounded out from behind him. The Scythe Tail Lion's whiskers flared up in anger. The ten knights who were filled with killing intent just now instantly melted like ice. Instantly, its aura rose up, like a lion relying on its master's strength. The spiritual energy that had dissipated suddenly gathered back together, roaring out furiously. It shocked the few Cloud Stepping Foals that could still stand, causing them to neigh in panic.

Following which, it leaped up, directly jumping over the bodies of those foals that had fallen to the ground. It also left the remaining two cavalry behind.

However, at this moment, the two Windrider Foals in front had already sped up. Be it Gao Yi or that Xiantian master, they didn't have any intentions of turning around to fight. They directly left the few remaining cavalry behind and swiftly ran into the distance.

The speed of the scythe-tailed lion was still far inferior, but its explosive power was slightly stronger. His injuries were not light, and he had already run for several thousand feet, so he was clearly exhausted. In just a short moment, the distance between the two grew further and further apart.

Gong Xinran heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't know if she felt relieved or regretful. Staring at Gao Yi's back view, she only felt waves of dizziness enter her brain.

Chu Xue also felt an inexplicable sense of annoyance and depression, but at the same time, she also felt slightly relieved. Not being able to kill Gao Yi was indeed a pity. However, not having to face that Xiantian Martial Master made her feel relieved.

Zong Shou, on the other hand, was expressionless. Lightning flashed in his eyes. That blood-red intent, which contained the violence and craziness within, didn't fade away. Instead, it became even thicker.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked forward. He saw Gao Yi, who was riding his Windrider Foal into the distance, with a cold sneer on his face. He looked over from afar with killing intent.

The two horsemen who were shaken off slowly caught up. Even the Mythic Masters whose mounts were killed and fell off stood up and chased after him.

Seeing that the two of them were about to disappear from his field of vision. The two horsemen behind were less than a hundred feet away from him. Zong Shou's chest was surprisingly cold.

He didn't feel unwilling or depressed. However, the killing intent in his chest was unprecedentedly strong. It boiled and boiled in his heart, making him unable to breathe.

Chu Xue sighed, forming a hand seal to order the Dark Chill Tiger beside her to go forward. She pressed her hand on the sword by her waist and was about to jump down from the back of the lion. Suddenly, she heard Zong Shou laugh. His voice was really cold, like it was filled with endless coldness. It was also filled with decisiveness and unruliness.

"Xue, it's up to you. Help me take care of my body! If I don't get rid of Gao Yi, I won't be able to be at ease! "

"Young Master, your body …"

Chu Xue was startled. Before she could react, she felt the yin energy within a hundred feet increase. Zong Shou's body suddenly went soft. She hurriedly reached out to support him. She could see a green mist rise up from Zong Shou's head. She could hear Zong Shou's voice by her ear.

It was also really cold, killing intent charging into the heavens. It stopped by her ear, like a huge bell, like thunder.

"I can forgive tens of thousands of people, but not this person!"

When his voice landed, she heard a clear ring. Within Zong Shou's sleeves, numerous Willow Mark Knives flew up along with the green smoke and left his body. The Pine Pattern Wind Sword that was stabbed into the head of the Hook Tail Lion was forcefully pulled up by a power and flew into the air.

The sound of the sword whistling instantly shook the entire wilderness. Not only the few knights behind him, but they were also slightly shocked.

Even Old Man Mi and Gao Yi, who were several hundred feet away, turned their heads to look back in astonishment.

When they saw the green smoke rise up, Old Mi couldn't help but exclaim, "Not only did this kid open up seven meridians, but he is also a dual cultivator!"

Gao Yi was also shocked, nearly speechless. A moment later, he laughed in disdain, "He's pretty much crazy. A person who is only at the Spirit Cultivation Realm actually dares to go out of his mind? Isn't he afraid of being killed by the wind … "

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. Only to see that the ball of smoke was about to dissipate. Suddenly, a purple lightning net shone, wrapping the ball of smoke within, gathering into a ball and not being affected by the wind at all.

In the next moment, a ball of green-white moonlight shone in the air. It caused Gao Yi's eyes to open wide, and Old Mi's expression to turn serious.

The sword light was like the moon, flashing slightly. The heads of the two cavalry who had chased to the side of the Hook Tail Lion were tossed high into the air. Two streaks of blood surged out.

In just an instant, their heads were cut off with one sword!

Where the sword light shone, the life force and essence energy of the two Mythic Masters were swallowed up. Their corpses also instantly turned ashen white.

At this moment, Zong Shou could only feel a tearing pain in his soul. The feeling of using the Heaven Swallowing Energy Conversion Technique with his soul body was different. Along with the essence energy being injected from the tip of the sword, the remnant intents of the two Mythic Masters also followed and charged over. It caused his mind to be filled with random thoughts, and he was close to not being able to maintain his soul.

A moment later, he was able to forcefully expel them. Within his Spiritual Sense, there was only a thread of extremely blazing killing intent.

The Yin Soul surged, causing the Pine Pattern Wind Sword to suddenly turn, charging into the distance with unparalleled speed.

Ten thousand feet in a breath, in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of the two of them.

Subconsciously, Gao Yi leaned back. His mind was unknowingly attracted by that sharp sword aura. All of a sudden, he was unable to raise any thoughts of resisting.

Old Mi at the side had already calmed down, scoffing coldly, "You have a little skill and dare to be arrogant in front of me! At the Spirit Cultivation Realm, you actually dare to use your soul to control a sword! It seems like I can't hold back even if I want to! Come down! "

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