Chapter 804 Su’s life lies in Su’s hands
But at this moment, everyone had no intention of appreciating this charm and coquettishness.
All I feel is shock!
"This person... can actually recover from his own injuries by swallowing the little devil?"
"What a domineering magic power!!"
"No wonder...no wonder that when we faced Elder Shen just now, we were not afraid of the deadly offensive. It's hard to say in Muyun Province, but in this secret realm of Tianyan, the devil is shrouded, and there are little devils wreaking havoc everywhere!"
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Exclamations rang out, and all the monks present, including Su Twelve, had expressions as dark as water and eyes full of fear.
Xiaomuzi was in the air, his expression unchanged, his red eyes blinking slowly.
"Elder Shen, Zen Master Shanfa, take this person and leave first! Leave this person to Pindao to deal with!"
After saying this, he locked eyes with Feng Heyu and did not make any moves. However, his impressive momentum forced the opponent in front of him to not be distracted.
Shen Miaoyin knew clearly that since Xiao Muzi dared to speak, he must have some means. As for the consequences, at this moment, each of them must bear the consequences.
He made a quick decision and turned to look at the crowd.
"let's go!"
But her words trailed off.
"Hmph! Let's go? Can you leave?"
Behind everyone, Ning Yuanqi, who was pretending to be fighting with Cheng Jingfeng, suddenly shouted loudly, and a huge force exploded, knocking Cheng Jingfeng back a hundred feet.
Then he took a step forward, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.
When he reappeared, he was already beside Feng Heyu, and the vicious cold light was pointed directly at the fog where Shen Miaoyin was.
The aura around him surged, and he was no weaker than Feng Heyu next to him.
In the fog, Shen Miaoyin's expression became more serious when she saw Ning Yuanqi appearing.
"Su Twelve, Zen Master Shanfa, you lead everyone to go first!"
Without any hesitation, Shen Miaoyin took one step forward and spoke immediately.
The moment he finished speaking, the mist surged violently, and within it, Peiran's true energy began to
Build momentum.
"Since He Yu has spoken in advance, no one can cross this line today. If anyone doesn't believe it, you can give it a try!"
His eyes swept across the sword marks left on the earth, and he saw everyone, led by Su Twelve and Zen Master Shanfa, quickly coming to the sword marks, and a low voice came from Ning Yuanqi's mouth.
The terrifying aura emanating from the whole body made the three monks who were about to leave tremble.
Zhang Daochang had just come to an end, and everyone still remembered it.
The person in front of him showed his cultivation at this moment. Just by emitting his aura, he knew that his strength was not inferior to that of the demon nun next to him. No matter how strong Shen Miaoyin was, she could really block this person.
"Hmph! Su's life is in Su's hands. The world is so big, where can't we go?"
When everyone was hesitating, Su Twelve didn't even think about it, snorted coldly, took the lead and stepped forward, directly crossing the sword marks on the ground.
"Amitabha! One thought of demons, one thought of Buddha, the sea of suffering is boundless, only when you turn around will you know the right shore!"
Almost at the same time, Zen Master Shanfa put his hands together and resolutely stepped across the sword mark.
"Hahaha...good...very good!"
"Since you don't know how to cherish your life, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Ning Yuanqi laughed, murderous intent raging in his eyes, pointing directly at Su Twelve and Zen Master Shanfa.
"Liujia welcomes the yellow energy!"
With an angry shout, the demonic energy rolled around.
The magic element urges the mysterious method!
In the blink of an eye, Peiran's demonic energy condensed into six black flying swords in front of Ning Yuanqi.
The violent aura emitted, like a wave, broke out of the air, turned into a life-threatening sword, and went straight towards Su Twelve and Zen Master Shanfa.
Facing the oncoming attack, Su Twelve looked calm and did not appear to be defensive at all.
In fact, in the storage ring, the two puppet bodies of the metal system and the wood system have been secretly communicated by him.
All it takes is a thought to come out and fight.
Zen Master Shanfa's body is radiating Buddha energy, and in his clasped hands, Buddha's light suddenly appears.
But just when Zen Master Shanfa was about to attack the enemy, a red and blue sword light rose into the sky from the fog.
In the sword light, the flames and ice merged perfectly, and a seven-inch flying sword slowly appeared.
The whole body of the sword is red and blue, red like agate and vermilion, and blue like glass and ice crystals, exuding a cool and noble aura.
Just as he appeared, fierce flames and cold air appeared in the space at the same time.
"Three yuan descends from purple mud!"
Shen Miaoyin's cold voice sounded.
The sword moves with the sound.
A sword pierced the sky and night, and the Tao Qi rushed straight into the battle circle, and the two rituals turned into three talents.
"Qiang! Qiang..."
In the blink of an eye, everyone only heard a few sonorous sounds, and the winner was already known.
The six black sword lights that attacked Su Twelve and Zen Master Shanfa were hit by the red and blue sword lights in succession, and then they turned into points of light and collapsed.
Only Lihuo Xuanbingjian's offensive did not slow down at all and continued to kill Ning Yuanqi!
"Huh? Where are you from, and what is your relationship with the Rokko Sword Sect?"
Ning Yuanqi looked surprised at first, stared at Shen Miaoyin without blinking, and directly questioned him.
Shen Miaoyin's tone was cold, and in the mist, her hands were intertwined and she kept making sword moves.
"It doesn't matter!"
"Okay, it doesn't matter! If it really doesn't matter, how could you possibly know the unique swordsmanship of the Rokko Sword Sect and know more about breaking moves?"
Ning Yuanqi's body was shaken, and the majestic demonic energy surged, and then turned into a flying sword, facing Shen Miaoyin's Lihuoxuan Ice Sword.
Of the two sides, one has magical weapons, while the other relies on deep foundation and considerable strength.
The offensives of both sides were in a stalemate in the air. For a moment, swords were being fired at each other, and there was no difference between them.
"Everyone has secrets that cannot be told! There are some questions that are useless to ask!"
"On the contrary, these two are the most powerful, and they are not from the Demon Shadow Palace or the Great Zhao Dynasty. Then... there is only one possibility left!"
"I heard that for thousands of years, the Liujia Sword Sect, which was one of the pillars of the righteous path, was possessed by two traitors and started killing people inside the sect, which eventually led to the sect's inheritance being almost cut off. I guess they were the initiators back then. ?”
Shen Miaoyin's voice sounded again. Not only did she not reveal any useful information, she also guessed the origins of Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu.
"This is nonsense!!! What does the severance of the Liujia Sword Sect's inheritance have to do with the incident of becoming a demon?! They are clearly those sanctimonious old guys who are incompetent and have affected the sect!"
Ning Yuanqi's eyes widened angrily, and he immediately let out an angry rebuke!
"Lack of ability? If it weren't for the demonic transformation that year, which caused countless losses to the masters of the Liujia Sword Sect. With the original strength of the Liujia Swordsmanship, how could it have been destroyed by the crowd? There are more than 38,000 people in the entire sect. No matter whether you are young or old, whether you have cultivation or not, you will never survive!"
Shen Miaoyin continued to speak, but her voice without any emotion was like two sharp swords piercing the hearts of Ning Yuanqi and Feng Heyu.
"What? You said... the Rokko Sword Sect was surrounded and killed by others? Who did it?"
Not far away, Feng Heyu's face trembled, and she immediately turned her head and asked Shen Miaoyin.
"Who are you, and why do you know so much about the Liujia Sword Sect?" Ning Yuanqi stared at Shen Miaoyin and asked again.
Same question, this time, his eyes turned red, and the fluctuating aura around him was enough to show that he was feeling particularly restless at this time.
