Chapter 135 It turns out to be the corpse demon
The ancient bell pressed the cauldron without any murderous intention, just to trap her.
Su Jing's white clothes were flying, and she looked like a fairy in the wind and snow.
Facing the giant bell that could crush a mountain, the corners of her slender eyes slowly narrowed into a thin line, the lines as cold as swords.
Xiuchang's cold white palm seemed to be swung out at random, and then, the old man and the bell were knocked out and flew out amidst the dull ringing of the bell, and smashed into the stone wall of the mountain. A huge depression appeared.
The old man was pressed tightly into the inner wall of the rock by the huge bell. His white hair was scattered, he was vomiting blood, and his whole body's Qi was as disordered as tangled fluff.
There was deep despair in his eyes. He had expected that Su Jing was very strong, but he never expected that he was so powerful that he couldn't even resist a palm.
Even if the young man had many tricks, he might not be able to save Jiujiu’s life.
What's more, from the beginning to the end, the knife on her waist was never unsheathed!
Su Jing stood in the sky, her hair crown and silk ribbon fluttering in the wind, her demeanor still as high as an immortal.
It was just that between the right wrist that had just casually fought off the old man and Zhong, the wide white sleeve exploded into pieces at some point, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind.
The slender and evenly long fingertips suddenly drew a bloody gash, and the bright red blood beads like gems were gently wiped in the wind.
She seemed to subconsciously close her sleeves, but her eyes remained calm.
My eyes that faded into the ice and snow stared at the nine handsome unicorn beasts in front of me. The light emitted from the beasts was like a quiet lake at night. The nine beasts' pupils were gentle but unyielding and looked directly at her. .
She looked at the nine rare beasts in the world. Perhaps in this world, all over the world, the only ones with pure unicorn bloodline were the nine in front of her.
She slowly stretched out her palm towards the nine unicorns, and a faint light condensed in her palm.
Although the light was faint, it made the nine unicorns feel deeply uneasy, and the hooves stepping on Liuyun also became anxious.
But they still didn't give in.
Fang Geyu was worried. Although these nine mythical beasts were used to pull her carts on weekdays, they had been companions since childhood and had already established a deep relationship with them.
She originally thought that Su Jing would be concerned about the reputation of Shifang City, and unicorns are also rare mythical beasts, so she would give in a little bit.
I never thought that I would take this action without hesitation.
She immediately shouted: "This is the unicorn beast of our Shifang City. There are only nine of them in the world. If you kill it, our Shifang City will have to fight with you, Taixuanzong." "
Of course Shifangcheng will not fall out because of a child's petty quarrel, but Fang Geyu can represent Shifangcheng. If she is willing to break up with Taixuanzong, Shifang No one can stop the city.
As everyone knows, the unicorn is her only mount.
As expected, under Fang Geyu's gradually relaxing gaze, Su Jing dispersed the light under his palm and lowered his arm.
However, before Fang Geyu could breathe a sigh of relief...
Su Jing slowly closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, there was a murderous intention as sharp as snow.
The killing intent was so direct that it killed the last trace of patience in her eyes.
"You have many tricks." She said slowly.
His eyes glanced back and forth at the three people on the top of the mountain, and finally settled on Bailian who was kneeling on one knee to protect Li Jiujiu.
Her eyes faintly glanced at his broken and bloody palms and the arm with torn sleeves. There was no emotion in her eyes that was moved by this tragic act.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, her voice was still cold and no emotion could be heard.
"You are very good. With your first-level cultivation in the Kaiyuan Realm, you can set up a siege formation on your own. I believe that after I deal with them, you still have many ways to stop me."
Bailian showed a blood-stained smile, which seemed magnanimous.
"Yes, I still have some methods. You may be injured, and Li Jiujiu may really die in your hands, but this result is not good at all for both parties, so can you Please leave right now?" A pair of cold eyes stared at him deeply: "What do you think?"
Bailian's whole body felt cold, and he felt as if he was being stared into by the abyss.
He smiled helplessly: "Then please continue, girl."
"But I don't have the patience to see your many tricks."
She lowered her eyes and slowly Xu raised his slender and slightly cold hand and took off the half-broken mask covering his face.
Wen Hanwei's expression became very subtle.
How to describe the face under the mask?
Unhealthy paleness that has not seen the light of day for a long time, a face that is delicate and picturesque, as frosty as jade but lacks emotion.
Icy muscles and jade bones, peerless appearance, as cold as a beauty made of ice and snow without any emotions.
But beneath that beautiful appearance and slim figure, whether it was Balian's illusion, he seemed to see a lonely soul.
Seeing her putting the mask in her arms as if it were a treasure, her voice suddenly became ethereal: "If you insist on protecting her, then I will kill you first."
Qinghan's last voice has not yet left this world. After a while, a clang was heard.
Get out of the sheath!
The energy between heaven and earth is suddenly in chaos!
The wind and clouds in the sky were changing behind the woman, and day and dusk appeared and then disappeared at the same time in an instant.
The nine horned heads didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry.
A huge incision was opened between the abdomen, blood surged like falling rain, and nine white figures fell together.
When the sword light reflected on Fang Geyu's eyes, she heard Su Jing's voice passing by her ears: "So what about Miss Fang from Shifang City? Can’t I kill you?”
Then his neck felt cold, and a shallow blood line split, and traces of blood snaked down.
It doesn’t hurt, because the sword is very fast.
And it's not fatal, because the sword is very shallow, just a warning.
When she turned pale and looked back, the burning blood was reflected in her eyes, and her whole body was as cold as falling into an icy lake.
Li Jiujiu, who was supposed to receive a fatal blow from the sword, was pushed away by Bailian, and all the blades of the Love-Destroying Sword were buried in his chest.
The blood that splattered out made a fiery sound of hissing under the sword energy.
Bailian's face was frighteningly pale, and the hand holding the umbrella was almost unsteady.
The burning blood flew away, splashing red on most of the inner umbrella surface, and soon burned away under the sword energy.
He only felt that the pain from this sword was too much, not only physically, this sword almost penetrated his soul and severely injured him.
He was used to being able to endure pain, but his lips could not help but tremble.
This love-cutting sword seems to be polished and formed by the righteous energy of heaven and earth, with the meaning of Lang Lang's universe. It can not only kill love, but also become the deadly nemesis of any ghost creature, ghost and monster in the world.
Seeing that this sword almost ignited all the blood in Bai Lian's body, Su Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be a little surprised.
But this accident only lasted for a moment. She quickly realized the truth of the matter, and the corners of her thin lips curled up slightly, as if with a hint of irony: "It turns out to be a corpse demon."
(End of this chapter)