Su Yun held the Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword and quietly looked at the twelve people in front of him. His face under the hood did not change much. He only said softly, "I only want to ask you one question. Was Long Xianli killed by the people of your Suicide Valley?"
"Long Xianli?" The corner of that person's mouth raised into a smile as he said, "Who is this person? We've never heard of him, but I have to tell you, the people of our Suicide Valley kill people every day. We kill at least eight hundred people every day. Who knows who that Long Li is? Maybe he was accidentally killed by us, but we don't know either, so we can't answer your question. "
Su Yun's pupils suddenly turned scarlet red. "So you're saying, you killed him?"
"Perhaps, I killed him." The man said casually.
As the sound of his voice faded, a burst of mocking laughter rang out from the surroundings.
"Senior Brother, it seems like this is another guy who came for revenge. Just get rid of him. We still have a mission, so we can't waste time here."
A purple-haired woman hugged her bulging chest and said impatiently.
"Junior Sister, don't worry. It won't take much time here. Senior Brother will take care of it!"
The man said indifferently. Then, he raised his hand, and a five foot long snow-white blade appeared in his right hand. As he spoke, he walked towards Su Yun, and his killing intent began to pour out towards Su Yun.
"Hey, if my guess is correct, Long Xianli should be dead. Perhaps I really killed him. Then, do you want to avenge him?"
A smile gradually appeared on the man's calm face. Slowly, this smile turned into a sinister and terrifying expression of madness. He walked forward step by step, each step seeming extremely light, but when he stepped in front of Su Yun, this light step suddenly became incomparably heavy.
That was because the terrifying blade in his hand had already been raised.
Reflecting the blazing sun, the long blade shone with a cold light, and the cold air on it seemed as if it was going to freeze the blazing sun.
Whiz!
Flowing light shuttled back and forth as the blade fell.
Clang!
The moment the blade fell, a crisp sound reverberated in the empty valley.
The man's eyes widened slightly. When he looked up, he saw this frighteningly pale man in a cloak had unknowingly raised the blood-red sword in his hand and blocked the long saber accurately.
He blocked it very easily. He didn't even raise his head and his breathing didn't change.
He hadn't even used his full strength!
"Looks like you have some skills."
The man narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.
However, what greeted him was a sentence: "Alright, it's over."
Su Yun said this in an abnormally calm voice.
Almost at the instant he finished speaking, the man was shocked to see that he was surrounded by thousands of sharp and terrifying flying swords at some point in time.
When did these swords appear?
What were these swords?
What were these swords?
The man was drenched in cold sweat. His body was trembling, and his heart was beating like crazy. The fear brought about by the sudden change almost shattered his courage.
Su Yun raised his hand and gently moved his fingers.
In an instant, a thousand swords shot out at the same time, with the man as the center, doing all they could to pierce through his heart!
The whistling sword wind made people tremble.
The man hurriedly pulled out his blade to block, but the speed of the thousand swords was unimaginably fast. Shadows flashed past his eyes, and before he could even react, over a hundred sword scars appeared on his body. In less than three breaths of time, the man was surrounded by a thousand swords and was in danger.
"Don't look down on me! Three Yuan Treasure Armor! "
The man roared and took out his magic treasure. His entire body was immediately protected by a translucent three-colored armor. The thousand swords instantly made crackling sounds, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not break the armor.
"Tribulation Fire!"
Su Yun bellowed, he pulled out the white and hot sword, staring at the man who was surrounded by the thousand swords, his gaze locked onto the man's heart, and thrusted the sword forward.
That wisp of deathly white was like a shooting star that cut through the sky in the pitch-black night sky.
Crack.
The blazing tribulation fire pierced the armor, and the terrifying temperature was like magma pouring down, beginning to burn the miraculous three-colored armor. Finally, the three colors turned into one, turning into the color of magma, and began to melt, while the man also let out waves of miserable cries, his expression incomparably painful.
"Senior … Senior Brother!"
The people standing on the other side were stunned. All of their faces were pale, and cold sweat flowed down their backs. They stared dumbfoundedly at this scene.
"Save me, save me!"
The man screamed hysterically.
But in the next second, a long sword pierced through his mouth and through the back of his head.
The man's entire body stopped moving.
The thousand swords continued to spin, and in less than three breaths of time, they had sliced him into pieces.
Su Yun, who was dressed in a pitch-black cloak, stood in the middle of these pieces of flesh and blood. The thousand swords that were stained with blood revolved around him. The scene was strange, but also strangely beautiful.
The remaining eleven people were completely stunned.
An existence of the eighth grade of Spirit Master had died so tragically?
Could the other party be someone from the Sky Spirit Master?
This was Su Yun's power, and also the power of the Limitless Sword Arts.
Although they were both at the eighth grade of Spirit Master, in terms of sword skills and profound strength, Su Yun was several times stronger than the man!
The man did not underestimate his opponent, and Su Yun did not either. It did not mean that they had to fight for hundreds of thousands of rounds.
Cultivation did not represent strength!
"Come here!"
Su Yun held the Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword in one hand and the Tribulation Fire Sword in the other. He shook his robe slightly and said indifferently.
The eleven of them trembled at the same time. A few of them were trembling so badly that they could barely stand.
"Damn you!" What do you think this place is? "
Finally, someone couldn't hold it in any longer. He gritted his teeth and roared as he rushed forward.
At the same time, the others also responded. In an instant, five Spirit Cultivators attacked together. These five people's cultivation were between the sixth and seventh grade of Spirit Master, and their strength was not ordinary.
However, before they could even get close to Su Yun, they were submerged by a wave of swords. The remaining six people who were preparing to attack Su Yun immediately stopped in their tracks and stared at the six people who were submerged by the swords.
The figures of the six people could be clearly seen in the sword flow.
However, their figures were like darkness that was gradually swallowed by the light. They slowly shrank, slowly became less, and finally turned into nothingness, completely disappearing.
They were completely destroyed and devoured by the flying swords.
In the blink of an eye, another five experts were killed.
The torrent formed by the thousand swords spun in the air and returned to Su Yun's side. It was like a steel dragon that was constantly circling around him, its aura was like a rainbow, astonishing and magnificent.
The eyes of the remaining six people had already been completely replaced by fear.
What kind of existence was this?
What was this strange sword skill?
This guy … where did he come from?
"Go back, let's go back quickly and use the blood array to return to the valley!"
Finally, someone spoke up. His voice was trembling, and his entire body was trembling.
But in the next second, another voice came out from the other side.
"Come here!"
It was a voice that could not be any calmer, but it revealed an unquestionable tone of command. The six of them trembled as they looked at that person with fear.
His face was pale and devoid of blood. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were incomparably deep. The haze covered by the hood made his eyes look incomparably evil.
"Do you want me to repeat it a third time?"
He said softly.
Like a mosquito.
Ordering the enemy? Who would do such a thing? Even Su Yun wouldn't, and the reason why he said that was because he didn't treat these people as enemies.
They weren't worthy.
Strangely!
As these words fell, the six of them had the same thought in their minds.
They couldn't run!
They absolutely couldn't run! Once they ran, they would definitely be killed by him!
Ka-cha.
One of them moved and took a step forward uncontrollably. Everyone looked at that person in unison, only to realize that the person who moved was the one who planned to use the blood array to return to the Suicide Valley.
He trembled as he walked forward. One step, two steps, each step seemed to take all his strength. Finally, he walked to a place less than five meters away from Su Yun and sat down on the ground. He hugged his head and trembled as he crazily muttered, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I beg you, don't kill me."
"Don't worry!"
Su Yun stretched out his ice-cold hand and caressed his face. He said softly, "I won't kill you."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the remaining five people.
This gaze was like an electric current that struck these people's bodies. Their bodies trembled and they hurriedly ran over. They all knelt on the ground and shouted, "Don't kill me, I don't want to die."
"Answer my question. I won't kill you."
Su Yun said indifferently.
"My lord, what do you want to know? We will tell you." The purple-haired woman with bulging breasts said in fear. Her face was covered in tears. Due to extreme fear, her originally pretty face was now distorted.
"Tell me everything about the Suicide Witch's strength, magic treasure, profound skill, everything about her."
Su Yun said indifferently.
He no longer wanted to ask who killed Long Xian Li. At this point, there was no longer any meaning to it.
"Master … We don't know much about her, but … I can tell you everything I know," Qin Mu said.
As the woman spoke, she told him everything she knew about the Suicide Witch. She was afraid that if she spoke too slowly, she would be killed by this demon who killed without batting an eye.
After Su Yun heard this, he secretly nodded his head, as if he was deep in thought. These people did not know what Su Yun was thinking.
"My lord!"
At this moment, a voice came from afar.
Su Yun turned his head to look, only to see a few figures running over from afar. Looking closely, they were Cang Yan and the others.
It seemed that it was about time.
Su Yun stared at the Suicide Valley, a trace of passion flashing past his eyes.
He turned his head, stared at the remaining six people in front of him, and said indifferently, "Let's go back."
"What?"
The six of them widened their eyes and looked at Su Yun in astonishment, as if they did not believe his words at all.
"Let's go back."
Su Yun repeated himself. His voice was neither light nor heavy, but his pale face did not have the slightest hint of a joke.
The six of them secretly exchanged glances with each other. Finally, one of them gathered his courage, stood up, and carefully retreated. Finally, when he got close to the blood formation, he clenched his teeth, and suddenly crashed into it, disappearing.
After one person left, the rest of the people also scrambled and ran inside …
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
