Although Zhang Qiyun was just a scout, he wasn't inexperienced.
His grandfather, Zhang San, had been known as the number one scout in the world. If not for his grandfather's serious injuries, Zhang Qiyun might have been a young marquis or sothing.
Although he had never experienced his grandfather's peak, ever since he joined the military, he had received a lot of care because of his grandfather.
Otherwise, it was impossible for ordinary scouts to break through to the first rank of the Martial Dao at such a young age.
He had also seen many experts, but he had never seen an expert who could give him the sa feeling as Zhou Shu.
It was difficult to describe this feeling. He clearly couldn't sense any martial artist's aura from Zhou Shu, but he was certain that Zhou Shu was an expert.
This had nothing to do with him seeing Zhou Shu kill first-rank demonic beasts. Even without this previous experience, he would have felt this way.
Zhang Qiyun was even more curious about Zhou Shu's true origins.
As a scout, he was knowledgeable and had more or less heard about all the human experts.
But none of them matched Zhou Shu's characteristics.
In front of them, a figure appeared, and Zhang Qiyun's expression changed drastically. "Senior, be careful! It's a Demon King under the twelve Demon Emperors!
"I didn't expect the Demon Realm to mobilize even a Demon King for the Blood Thirsty Rampant Saber!"
Zhang Qiyun felt a little desperate. Although he had followed Zhou Shu here, he didn't think that Zhou Shu could really bring back the connate divine weapons that the human race had left in the Demon Realm.
No matter how strong Zhou Shu was, could he be stronger than King of War Xiao Jianghe?
In fact, he thought that Zhou Shu was at most an Earth Immortal and not a Grotto-Heaven realm powerhouse.
After all, there were only a limited number of Grotto-Heaven realm experts in the human race, and they were all earth-shattering experts.
How could such a mighty figure appear casually?
Of course, Earth Immortals were also experts. But the Demon Realm had sent a Demon King.
Demon Kings were comparable to Grotto-Heaven realm experts of the human race.
Are we going to die before we succeed? Zhang Qiyun sighed, but he had no intention of backing down. He gripped the sword in his hand tightly, his body revealing a strong fighting spirit.
Zhou Shu looked at him in surprise.
Although Zhang Qiyun looked older than him, to Zhou Shu, Zhang Qiyun was an out-and-out junior.
His grandfather had been Zhou Shu's soldier back then!
His strength isn't good, but his courage isn't bad.
It's rare to see a first-rank martial artist who dares to brandish his sword at a Demon King.
"If you're afraid of death, you can leave first," Zhou Shu said indifferently.
Zhang Qiyun frowned. "The Zhang family of Great Wei has never been afraid of death! I, Zhang Qiyun, am not a coward!
"So what if he's a Demon King? He can kill , but he can't break my backbone! I only hate that I can't bring what belongs to us humans back to us!"
Zhang Qiyun glared ahead, hating his lack of cultivation.
"How much of Zhang San's archery have you learned?" Zhou Shu's expression was indifferent, not taking the rapidly approaching Demon King seriously at all.
Sha flashed across Zhang Qiyun's face. "I didn't learn it."
"Mm?" The expression on Zhou Shu's face didn't change much. Actually, he already knew about these things when he entered the dream. He just wanted to hear Zhang Qiyun say it.
"My grandfather felt that I wasn't qualified to inherit the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow. In a fit of anger, I didn't learn archery…" Zhang Qiyun said.
"I originally thought that after I beca the number one scout in the world, I would be qualified to inherit my family's Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow. At that ti, I would learn archery! Now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance."
Zhang Qiyun felt regretful, but he didn't regret it.
He was a stubborn person. He felt that if he wanted to learn archery, he had to use the best bow!
And the best bow was his family's Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow.
Zhang Qiyun heard a soft sigh.
Zhou Shu thought, Zhang San is still so stubborn. Although I said that the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow was for him, he didn't even pass it down to his descendants.
He shook his head slightly, feeling sowhat comforted.
Zhang San's actions ant that he really took his words to heart. Back then, Zhou Shu didn't an that Zhang San couldn't pass down the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow.
"It's not that easy to beco the number one scout in the world," Zhou Shu said indifferently.
"Back then, your grandfather, Zhang San, once entered and left the hinterland of demonic beasts. He passed through groups of demonic beasts without being detected at all. You're still far from him."
Zhang Qiyun sighed. "Now I know how strong my grandfather was back then. Back then, his cultivation was inferior to mine, but he still road the Demon Realm and raised the prestige of the human race. I'm inferior."
"With such self-awareness, you can still be saved," Zhou Shu said. "Since you're using a sword now, watch carefully."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shu had already taken a step forward.
At this mont, the Demon King of the Demon Realm was already a few hundred ters away.
As soon as Zhou Shu stepped forward, he was already in front of the Demon King.
Zhang Qiyun's eyes widened, not daring to blink. He could clearly see that a branch had appeared in Zhou Shu's hand at so point.
There were a few green leaves on the branch. It was obvious that he had broken it from a tree casually.
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