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Chapter 3970 What a pity

Another teleportation array.

As soon as I entered, a sword light rushed over.

The sword intent is so thick and sharp that even Caiying cannot compare, and Zhou Shu can't compare.

Feeling the sword intent coming, Zhou Shu didn't move either. He was just a soul shadow, and let it pass through.

The sword intent passed through Zhou Shu, continued to move forward, and directly penetrated into the dark iron wall. Even inside, the speed did not decrease much.

Zhou Shu turned around and looked at him, quite surprised, "It's more than three feet and six feet, senior is really amazing."

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill you, the dog thief."

An old but determined voice came from the other side of the wall.

It was a middle-aged monk with a pale face and slightly lost eyes staring at Zhou Shu, full of anger, as if he was about to cut off a layer of skin. His whole body was embedded in the wall, his limbs were wrapped in thick dark iron, and a drop of blood was hanging on his mouth.

It seemed that the sword was fired from his mouth, and he cut himself for this.

"Hahaha, I want to absorb my strength, I have no hope!"

"You haven't been here for three days. I have condensed a trace of sword intent. I gave it to you just now, and there is nothing left, hahaha!"

"It's a pity that I'll be able to cut off your dog's head if I give it another day!"

"You dogs who are accomplices of tigers!"

It wasn't enough to stare at it, he was still chattering, really seeing Zhou Shu as a dead enemy.

Zhou Shu noticed something and bowed in surprise, "The sword intent of seniors is really amazing."

Obviously, the monk was absorbed every three days. This time, because Anding City was attacked and no one came here to absorb it, so he condensed the power of those three days into a sword intent and turned into the sword light just now.

Accumulating three days of strength is enough to pierce the dark iron wall of three and six feet. This man's sword intent is really powerful.

In terms of sharpness, it is the best Zhou Shu has ever seen. If you don’t mention Jie Qing, Li Aojian can’t compare.

The monk angrily rebuked, "Stop talking nonsense, either kill me or get out, I have nothing to ask for!"

Zhou Shu didn't speak, and quietly exuded his vitality and immortal power. The power from Jianmu Leaf soon formed a green smoke, completely covering the small prison.

The monk looked surprised, "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Shu was very calm, "Senior should be able to sense that this is the purest vitality and spiritual energy in the world. There is no mechanism inside. Senior should use it first. If you can come out by yourself, it would be the best."

"It's easy!"

The monk rebuked coldly, but he was a little ashamed as soon as he finished speaking. It was easy to say that, but now he really couldn't.

Zhou Shu didn't care, "Senior, use it first."

The monk looked at Zhou Shu and said slowly, "I don't know what you were thinking, but don't worry, I won't kill you. If I get these, I will go to find the real enemy, your big city lord."

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to absorb frantically.

It has been tens of thousands of years, and there is no vitality around. The power in the Life Palace was pulled away as soon as it was formed. Now it can be absorbed unscrupulously. How can one be so refreshed? Soon, the green mist in the sky was absorbed. The monk let out a long roar, and the clearness of the song was like a song. As soon as the song stopped, the dark iron wall that trapped him suddenly shattered into hundreds of pieces.

The monk walked up to Zhou Shu with his eyes as if he was a sword, "These vitality and spiritual energy..."

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, "Are you familiar?"

"You should be from Xuanhuang Realm, why do you serve as a subordinate to Anding City for the Immortal Realm? Don't you know what they did?"

The monk stared at Zhou Shu, with less murderous intent in his eyes, replaced by anger and heartache that made him feel embarrassed.

"Go out first."

Zhou Shu shook his head and walked out slowly.

The monk followed behind, not afraid, and was not worried at all about it. But when he came out, he saw the empty prison, his face changed. In a flash, the sword intent lingered around the prison, but he still didn't see anyone. All he could see was the broken chains and the formation that had long been destroyed.

"Anding City is dead?"

The monk turned around and looked at Zhou Shu. He seemed calm, but was actually so surprised that he could not think.

Zhou Shu smiled, "It's almost done."

I repeated the previous words again, and I have been repeating them several times. When I was saving Qu Miaoying, several soul shadows were doing the same thing.

"Xianshu City, Zhou Shu, I seem to have heard this name. I mentioned it last time Eryue?" The monk pondered for a few breaths and said, "I can't sense the breath of the big city lord. I believe you, Zhou Shu, and I also solemnly thank you. You and the demon clan Cihang Sect Bo Lingjun and others destroyed Anding City, did a great thing for the heavens, and also corrected the origin of the immortal world."

"To correct the origin of the immortal world..."

Zhou Shu looked at the monk and seemed to understand something, "Senior is a monk Kunlun?"

The monk nodded, his eyes froze, "Kunlun Taishi said!"

Zhou Shu paused and said slowly, "It turns out that he is the first sword master of Kunlun. I should have thought of it long ago. It is said that the senior failed to attack the Sword Saint and died. Haha, the senior is still here. It is really a blessing for the heavens."

The monk shook his head slightly, unable to hide his disappointment, "I have not yet achieved my cultivation and cannot impact the Sword Saint at all. Those are false legends."

"Senior Taishi," Zhou Shuwei bowed, "Originally, there were Kunlun monks who came to Anding City this time, but they were appointed by me and went to other places. It was my fault that they failed to meet with their seniors."

"What's wrong with you saving so many people? If they don't come, there will naturally be important things, and there is no need to run around for me."

The monk calmly stared at the distance, "Zhou Shu, what do you need my help now? Even if you speak, I can handle it with the lord of the big city."

In the ordinary state, the fighting spirit is full of energy, and it is hard to believe that I just left the prison and just got a little vitality, and I had such fighting spirit.

He is a sword cultivator after all.

"I have a clone on the big city lord to watch it. If there is anything, I will notify the senior."

Zhou Shu said softly, "Senior, let's go out first. This time, there are too many people who have been saved and the situation is chaotic. We need a respected person like Senior to suppress the scene. If the chaos continues and is used by some people with ulterior motives, good things will turn into bad things."

"Okay, I'll go out."

The monk nodded, but smiled, "I am highly respected? Don't talk about such nonsense. I can kill people, and I can't do anything else. Do you know, what did the fairy world call me before I came in? It's not the first sword in Kunlun, haha."

Zhou Shu laughed, "When others dare not take action, killing someone who should be killed is to be respected."

"Haha, good boy!"

The monk laughed three times, turned into a sword shadow, and disappeared in a flash.

But he was free and easy, and he was not at all dragging on the slightest. Compared with the other people Zhou Shu saved, he felt much more comfortable.

Zhou Shu shook his head, Kunlun, why is Kunlun? Unfortunately, it is Kunlun.

If it weren't for Kunlun's monks, he would definitely find a way to win him over, but Kunlun's monks would definitely have no hope.
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