boyutpedia Chapter 350
Chapter 350
Su Xianyun's magic lines are comparable to sword blades, but no matter how many magic lines there are, they may still break when facing a stronger force.
As the spiritual energy pressed down, the magic energy between the magic threads became disordered for a moment, and broke with a sharp sound, and then more and more magic threads broke.
The sword tip was so close that if the surging spiritual energy had moved forward half an inch, it would have left deep blood marks on Su Xianyun's face.
Su Xianyun looked up and saw that other cultivators also came to help, more than doubling the spiritual pressure coming from the front.
"Su Xianyun, do you think you can protect them by letting others leave first?"
The three monks were still connected in spirit and laughed in unison:
"We'll capture you first, then go back and seal off this medicine pavilion. When Master Qingzheng returns, none of them will be able to escape! By then, we'll turn all those low-level demons into medicinal herbs!"
The demon race is top-grade medicinal material, and half-demons are the best.
"The medicinal materials made by that half-demon are definitely not inferior to Jizhi's!"
As the voices of the three monks gradually rose, Su Xianyun's eyes became obviously more angry, and the magic line in front of him was completely broken at this time. The spiritual pressure covered the sky and swallowed Su Xianyun up in an instant.
"Remember to capture him alive."
The leading monk among the three monks said.
Now Su Xianyun is the fish in the chopping block and they are the butchers. It is easy to capture Su Xianyun alive.
Who would have thought that at this moment, the monks suddenly felt an unpredictable chill, and then found that their swords could not go any further downwards.
The cold air was everywhere, the dazzling ice stuck to the sword edge, and the diffused spiritual energy became frozen shackles.
The monks' bodies were stiff, as if their bones were frozen. If they tried to move, they would feel excruciating pain in their joints.
Amidst the cold silence, a sound of a long exhalation was heard.
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of wind, and thick ice spread out of thin air, clinging to the sword edge and quickly rising up. However, in the blink of an eye, all the monks covered in the spiritual energy were frozen into the ice.
Su Xianyun's figure also emerged from the cold air.
His silver hair was like snow, his face was as pretty as jade, his eyebrows were long and narrow, and his pupils revealed cold white color. He looked like a captivating demon in the ice and snow.
It was then that everyone discovered that Su Xianyun had a sword in his hand.
The blade of this sword is particularly beautiful, and it is so stunning that you can't take your eyes off it at first glance.
The ground is covered with frost and snow, and the cold is pressing.
Su Xianyun can actually use a sword?!
Su Xianyun is the young master of the Demon Realm who appears in front of the public the least, so the monks don’t know much about him. They only know that he is good at using the traction technique.
Now seeing Su Xianyun holding a sword, they were shocked at first, and then gritted their teeth and secretly hated Su Xianyun for having such a trump card and keeping it hidden all this time.
The demons are truly despicable and shameless!
The monk with weak cultivation level could no longer move after being frozen by Su Xianyun, and his body temperature was absorbed while he was dying.
Those with strong cultivation, such as the triplets, were the first to break through the ice, trying to regain their position and continue the counterattack.
But they didn't expect that before they could completely break free from the ice, more ice would spread over, like a swarm of insects that could not be driven away, constantly drowning them.
"No one can escape the Frost Sword's formation."
Su Xianyun waved the Frost Sword, and the sword energy was instantly covered by ice spikes, easily cutting off one of the triplets of monks vertically.
"Little brother!"
The other two monks looked at their fellow brother with blood splattered around him and shouted with bloodshot eyes.
The other monks were also shocked when they saw this scene. None of them had expected that they would become fish on the chopping board. They struggled in fear, but the harder they struggled, the faster the frost covered them.
But after a while, several monks were frozen again.
"You bastard!"
The leading monk pulled out an arm, raised his sword and looked at Su Xianyun, but Su Xianyun blocked it with frost.
At the same time, the sword that touched the frost was immediately frozen, and even the monk's hand holding the sword was frozen together.
Su Xianyun didn't even look at the monk who had been chopped into two pieces by him. Instead, he gathered several ice spikes again and pierced through the hands of the leading monk.
Next comes the knees, forearms, thighs, torso, neck and head.
It was not until his body was covered with blood and he had finally stopped breathing that he looked at the only living monk among the three monks.
"Big brother!"
The monk screamed miserably. When he noticed Su Xianyun approaching him, his eyes turned red and he was so angry that tears came out. He roared without any reason:
"Su Xianyun! How dare you kill my brother! You vile demon, I won't let you go even if I die! Be it you or Ji Zhi, I curse everyone around you to suffer retribution! All of you will die miserably!"
However, when Su Xianyun heard his angry curse, he simply lowered his eyelids, lifted the long hair that was scattered beside his ear and tucked it behind his ear, staring at something in the void, and said calmly:
"My sister, her name is Xixi."
The monk looked at him with red eyes, not understanding what he was suddenly saying.
Su Xianyun didn't look at anyone when he spoke, as if he was just talking to himself:
"She's very good. She has fox ears and a fox tail that feel very nice to the touch. She's not some low-level demon. Praising her as the best in the world is well deserved."
"So when I heard you were going to make her into a medicine man, how should I..."
Frost felt his anger at this moment.
Among the three monks, the bodies of the two killed monks were covered with ice and were firmly frozen in the ice.
However, with the sound of Frost's sword, the ice that froze the two monks shattered, and the bodies inside the ice were also shattered into pieces.
"Why am I so angry?"
Su Xianyun finished speaking.
Amid the monk's roar of disbelief, he raised his sword and pierced the other person, ending his life with one blow.
"Xixi is going to live a long life, don't curse her."
He paused. At this time, there were no living monks around.
Glancing at the corpses around him, he let out a long sigh. It was the first time he spoke so much in front of the enemy out of anger, and surprisingly he wasn't too nervous.
But it could also be because he was staring at the ground.
After thinking for a moment, before chasing after Yu Xi, he put away the Frost Sword, clasped his hands together for safety, and silently chanted devoutly:
"God, if there really is a curse, please go after Zhong Xian. He's thick-skinned, so if there's a curse that wants to hurt him, go after him..."
When Su Xianyun was about to chase after them, Yu Xi and others had already arrived at the place where the monks were making medicine men.
The place where medicine men are made is at the bottom of the stone stairs. The ground here is paved with thick blue bricks, which are square. It looks like a large house except that it does not receive sunlight.
But this "house" is not popular at all.
There is a big door on each of the four walls. All four doors are wide open, with candles lit inside. At a glance, there are endless corridors.