บท 1184: Unstoppable

The moment the spear holding general died, the tens of thousands of cavalries held their breaths. Those few generals who were tempted to fight were all filled with shock and slightly hesitated, not daring to attack.

Just at this moment, numerous wooden vines and metal threads suddenly rose up from the ground and danced like demons, tangling towards Zong Shou.

The entire space suddenly became really sticky and pretty much solidified.

Zong Shou didn't even take a look. He casually waved his sleeves and two more silver white knife lights chased towards where the spells were cast from.

In the next moment, 30 miles out, two spirit masters who were standing on altars had blood exploding out from their brow.

Both of them fell backwards, their eyes devoid of any energy. The silver light flashed across and with a "duo" sound once more, a thin silver blade pinned onto the altar.