At this point, there was no longer any suspense in this battle.
The few stage six Mystic Immortals of Xueyanggu had already fled. The remaining Xueyanggu cultivators were completely defeated by the Heaven and Earth Slaying Sword Arts and were no longer in the mood to fight.
Even if Su Zimo did not make a move, the cultivators under the short-haired burly man were enough to wipe out the Xueyanggu cultivators!
The red-robed woman stood motionless in the forest, completely stunned on the spot.
From the beginning to the end, before she could make a move, the five-thousand-strong army of Xueyanggu was suppressed by the green-robed cultivator in the distance!
And this person was only a stage five Mystic Immortal!
When they first saw this person, they looked down on him.
At that thought, the red-robed woman smiled bitterly.
At that time, they were probably a joke in the eyes of this person.
"Exalted Immortal, please spare our lives!"
On the battlefield, some of the Xueyanggu cultivators could not hold on any longer and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Su Zimo who was standing in the air.
When one of them did so, the rest of the Xueyanggu cultivators followed suit and knelt down.
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
The nature of the Xueyanggu cultivators was different from the Evil Wolf Army.
The Evil Wolf Army was unpardonable, vicious bandits who killed, burned, and pillaged!
On the other hand, although there were many Xueyanggu cultivators who helped the Evil Wolf Army, at least they did not fall to the level of bandits.
However, if these people were not killed, Su Zimo could not do anything about it.
He could not possibly bring this group of people along with him.
"Benefactor, if you don't know how to deal with this group of Xueyanggu cultivators, you can leave it to us," the short-haired burly man said with a pale face, looking a little weak.
"How are you going to deal with them?"
Su Zimo asked in return.
The short-haired man said, "We know of a sealing technique. As long as we take away the storage pouches of these cultivators, seal their cultivation base at the first layer of Arcane Eon Realm, and send someone to guard them, they can be used as spiritual farmers to grow immortal herbs."
Su Zimo nodded slightly and moved his mind.
The Sword Qi, the Divine Dragon in the sky, and the Soaring Serpent bathed in fire suddenly froze in midair!
This scene was like a miracle!
The many Xueyanggu cultivators who were still wailing were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They all fell silent and did not even dare to breathe loudly!
The black-clothed youth came to the short-haired man's side and helped him up from the ground.
As for the others, under the guidance of the red-robed woman, they began to collect the storage pouches of the Xueyanggu cultivators.
Furthermore, he used an immortal technique to seal the cultivation of this group of people.
No one from Xueyanggu dared to resist.
Although the white sword energy and the dragons and snakes condensed from the sword energy were still, they did not dissipate. They were still floating above their heads.
If they made any strange movements, the sword energy would descend and kill them!
In this battle, Xueyanggu lost nearly three thousand men!
There were more than a thousand who surrendered and begged for mercy. Including Chen Xuanyang, there were less than a thousand Xueyanggu cultivators who managed to escape!
Su Zimo moved his spirit consciousness and took three storage pouches from the corpses.
Those three storage pouches belonged to the three Level Seven Mystic Immortals of the Shadowless Assassin.
"Be careful, benefactor!"
When the short-haired man saw that, he seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly reminded, "There's poison on that old witch's storage pouch!"
The short-haired man was pointing at a silver-white storage pouch that emitted a pungent fragrance.
"It's fine."
Su Zimo smiled faintly and picked up the storage pouch. He erased the spirit consciousness imprint on it and opened it to take a look.
There were many bottles and jars in the storage pouch.
Other than some elixirs that were required for cultivation, there were also medicine bottles that were filled with toxic substances!
Su Zimo searched carefully and took out a medicine bottle. He poured out an elixir and sniffed it before nodding. "This should be it."
Su Zimo handed the elixir to the short-haired man. "Eat it. It should be able to purge the poison in your body."
The short-haired man was extremely forthright as well. Without hesitation, he received the elixir from Su Zimo and swallowed it!
A look of admiration flashed through Su Zimo's eyes.
"Bro, don't …"
The moment the black-robed young man at the side spoke, the elixir had already entered his stomach.
"Don't worry,"
The short-haired man smiled. "Benefactor won't harm me."
The black-robed young man glanced at Su Zimo and muttered softly, "Even so, what if he chose the wrong elixir …"
"It's fine,"
The short-haired man waved it off nonchalantly.
On the other hand, the black-robed young man was extremely nervous as he guarded beside the short-haired man, afraid that something might happen.
Not long after the short-haired man swallowed the elixir, his face gradually regained its color and his aura returned to normal as he became even more spirited!
The black-robed young man heaved a sigh of relief and smiled apologetically to Su Zimo, cupping his fists. "Benefactor, Just Now, I'm sorry."
Su Zimo shook his head gently. He would not take such a small matter to heart.
In this short period of time, the red-robed woman had already sealed more than a thousand Xueyanggu cultivators with her subordinates and cleaned up the battlefield as well.
The red-robed woman walked over and handed all the Dharmic treasures, weapons and storage bags collected from the battlefield to Su Zimo.
"Benefactor, these are the treasures obtained from this battle. Please take a look."
The red-robed woman looked at Su Zimo with a strange, curious, respectful and inexplicable luster in her eyes.
Su Zimo nodded to himself.
Although the three of them were doing things for the sake of the calamity, they were very principled.
With so many spoils of war and storage bags, there were countless cultivation resources and Dharmic treasures and weapons within.
However, the red-robed woman did not even open a single storage bag. Without even taking a look, she handed them to Su Zimo without touching them.
Although the black-robed young man's eyes flashed with envy, he did not say anything.
The short-haired burly man was even more indifferent.
Su Zimo did not decline and took over the storage bags from the red-robed woman's hands, keeping all of them.
These were things that he deserved to have in the first place.
"Benefactor."
After purging the poison from his body, the short-haired burly man looked like he had recovered and knelt down towards Su Zimo.
At the same time, the short-haired burly man looked at the black-robed young man and red-robed woman beside him. "Second brother, little sister, come and greet our benefactor."
Right from the start, it was clear that the black-robed young man was an extremely prideful person.
However, he merely hesitated for a moment before kneeling down with the short-haired burly man and red-robed woman.
"There's no need for that, the three of you,"
Su Zimo extended his palm and lifted the short-haired burly man's arms.
Initially, the short-haired burly man was determined to kneel down. However, when Su Zimo lifted him, he stood up uncontrollably!
(End of Chapter)
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