Legendary Armament Canon

Chapter 1179 Your Skills Are Rusty, Have You Forgotten My Identity (1)

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In the air, a stream of light almost invisible to the naked eye suddenly stopped.

Zhang Qiyun felt his stomach churning, and he almost vomited.

It was too fast.

Zhang Qiyun was not someone who had no experience in life, but he almost vomited after being carried by Zhou Shu for a while.

Only now did he realize how great the gap between his strength and that of the current experts was.

"His aura has disappeared," Zhou Shu said solemnly.

After chasing for so long, instead of catching up to Zhang San, they lost his aura.

"Zhang Qiyun, when I met you, how long had Zhang San been gone?" Zhou Shu asked.

Zhang Qiyun thought for a moment and replied, "About five minutes."

"Five minutes?" Zhou Shu pondered.

Zhang San was only at the Grotto-Heaven realm. Five minutes was not enough for him to escape.

With his speed, he could easily catch up to even Grotto-Heaven Masters with a ten-minute lead.

But now, after chasing for more than ten minutes, he still couldn't catch up.

This was very problematic.

It couldn't be because Zhang San ran too fast. It could only prove that something had happened.

"Your Highness, my grandfather is missing?" Zhang Qiyun finally asked.

Zhou Shu glanced at Zhang Qiyun helplessly. No wonder Zhang San never wanted to train Zhang Qiyun as a scout. His reaction is indeed a little slow.

It happened in front of him, but he still hasn't reacted.

Zhang Qiyun had no lack of courage or passion, but he was too insensitive. Such a person could be a fierce general, but he was not suitable to be a scout.

"Zhang Qiyun, go back now and tell Yang Hong and the others what happened," Zhou Shu said solemnly. "In the future, you will be Wang Xin's deputy general."

"Huh?!" Zhang Qiyun was surprised.

"Go!" Zhou Shu said.

Zhang Qiyun didn't dare to say anything else. He bowed respectfully and turned to fly away.

After Zhang Qiyun left, Zhou Shu's eyes flashed.

An invisible aura spread around his body.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a figure was blasted out of the void hundreds of meters away.

The figure rolled countless times in the air and laughed loudly. "As expected of you, King Zhou. I only stole a glance at you, but you already noticed me. Goodbye!"

The man turned into a stream of light and was about to escape.

"Appearing in my line of sight is the worst decision you have ever made," Zhou Shu said coldly.

With a step, he suddenly appeared in front of the person as if he had teleported. He was so fast that it took him almost no time to cross hundreds of meters.

At this moment, the man was only halfway through escaping.

Boom!

The Celestial Thearch Sword descended. Panic flashed across the man's eyes as he crossed his arms and blocked.

A tremendous force landed, and this man was unable to resist at all as Zhou Shu smashed him into the ground.

In a flash, Zhou Shu kicked the man's chest and stomped on him. "You're just at the Grotto-Heaven realm, yet you dare to be impudent in front of me. Who gave you the confidence?"

The power under his feet exploded, directly dissipating the power in this man's body.

Without strength, he couldn't kill himself even if he wanted to.

Whoosh—

Zhou Shu flicked the Celestial Thearch Sword and lifted the black scarf covering this man's face.

Under the black scarf was an unfamiliar face.

Zhou Shu was very sure that he had never seen this face before.

But for some reason, his face was full of hatred, as if Zhou Shu had killed his entire family.

"Who sent you?" Zhou Shu asked coldly.

"Hmph! I won't say anything. Kill me," the man said through gritted teeth.

If Zhou Shu hadn't scattered his strength, he would have chosen to self-destruct.

Unfortunately, Zhou Shu was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react in time.

"I was wrong," Zhou Shu said coldly. "I shouldn't let you have any fantasies. In front of me, you have no secrets."

The Celestial Thearch Sword trembled, and a wound appeared on the man's face. A drop of blood flew in front of Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu flicked his finger, and the drop of blood turned into a white light that flew into Zhou Shu's glabella.

Then a faint white light appeared on the surface of Zhou Shu's body.

For some reason, the man felt a chill run down his spine. He felt as if he had been stripped naked in public.

In the blink of an eye, the white light on Zhou Shu's body disappeared.

He opened his eyes again, and a light flashed in them.

"So, it's you!" Zhou Shu said coldly.

"You—" This man wanted to speak, but the power under Zhou Shu's feet exploded, shattering his meridians and internal organs.

He took his life.

Zhou Shu didn't hesitate to kill him.

Disbelief flashed across the man's eyes. He didn't expect that Zhou Shu would actually kill him!

Doesn't he want to know where Zhang San is?

Isn't he afraid that Zhang San will die?

We have a hostage!

The light in his eyes gradually died. Then he fell into boundless darkness, completely lifeless.

The gigantic hand hasn't appeared yet, but you appeared on your own, Zhou Shu thought. It's good that all sorts of troublemakers have appeared. It saves me the trouble.

You stole my forging materials and captured my people. Do you think I'm a pushover?

He looked up in a direction. The next moment, he disappeared in a flash.

Not long after he disappeared, the corpse on the ground turned into specks of starlight and dissipated into the air, as if it had never existed.