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042 [Death struggle, all in vain! 】

"Gudu!"

A slight sound broke the silence in the field.

However, a monk of the Sacred Heart Sect who was standing outside the crowd subconsciously swallowed because he was too frightened.

Su Yun's cold eyes immediately swept over, and a strong murderous intent like a sharp blade and a neck filled the field. This monk from the Sacred Heart Sect suddenly fell into an ice cave!

With his expression that seemed to be about to cry and his desperate eyes of his classmates around him, Su Yun inspired his hopelessness to deduce.

[Chen Qing: The outer disciple of the Holy Heart Sect]

[9 years old: All the young and old in the village were brutally slaughtered by "Immortals". Because they were detected as medium-grade fire spirit roots, Chen Qing escaped by chance and was taken back to the Sacred Heart Sect and became a traitor disciple.]

[15 years old: Because of his loyal and pure nature, Chen Qing was repeatedly excluded by his fellow disciples and was forced to learn to disguise himself and flatter him. Occasionally, he had evil deeds, and was forced to do it because he had to do it in front of everyone. After 6 years of entering the Shengxin Sect, he did not take the initiative to slaughter mortals to increase his practice.]

[24 years old: After an accident, he was appreciated by the foundation-building monk Chen Yuande and was accepted by his subordinates.

After another three years, because he was not ruthless enough, he gradually became marginalized. Fortunately, Chen Yuande became older and began to be nostalgic, so he was still protected by him and practiced with luck.】

[35 years old: Because of his diligence in his practice and having a small chance when he went out to practice, his cultivation level advanced to the ninth level of Qi Refining. He was taken to the Northern Wilderness battlefield by the foundation-building monk Chen Yuande to participate in the robbery of the righteous monks.]

[Second Trajectory 1: During the last large-scale operation, Su Yun, a cultivator of Xuanyun Sect, was angry and died under the "Thunder Sword Art".]

[Second Trajectory 2:???]

[Evaluation: In the Demon Sect, you can still uphold your own heart. Even if you have evil deeds, it is understandable.]

Um?

There are actually such people among the disciples of the Demon Sect?

This is extremely rare.

Looking at the content of the deduction, it means that the subsequent fate of this Demon Sect monk will be decided by me?

Su Yun was stunned for a moment, and slowly dissipated the murderous intent that was covering the surroundings.

"Huh~"

All the disciples of the Sacred Heart Sect breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Su Yun with lingering fear, waiting for his decision on his destiny.

The heart beat violently and cold sweat quietly oozed out from behind.

They were unspeakable and worried that Su Yun would suddenly lift the knife and turn himself into a headless corpse after a disagreement.

Look at how powerful the three foundation-building just now?

With a clear look, more than 100 late-stage Qi Refining monks were cleaned up.

What's the result?

It’s not just a single knife that makes two points in the lower body, and it’s not even time to stimulate the true energy and magic weapon protection!

Faced with such a fierce person, they had no other way except to pray that the other party would not vent their anger.

The strong mountain wind dispelled the bloody smell around, and the sound of branches and leaves shaking in the mountains and forests in the distance came.

The other monks who came to their senses spontaneously stayed away from all the disciples of the Demon Sect to avoid being affected by the fish in the pond later.

Immediately afterwards, they subconsciously focused their attention on Su Yun, waiting for his next decision.

After all, after the three foundation-building cultivators of the Demon Sect were killed, Su Yun was the strongest among the more than 200 people present.

No one dared not to obey his orders when he killed three foundation-building power with one sword.

Even Fushan and others did not want to attract Su Yun's attention at this time.

Faced with the focus of many eyes, Su Yun was not affected at all.

He used his knife intention to forcibly erase the divine marks on Liu Yuande's storage bracelet, found out the part about the practice of the Sacred Heart Sect, and read it quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, Su Yun put away the last jade slip and swept over more than forty disciples of the Demon Sect one by one with sharp eyes.

"Anyone who has practiced the "Soul-killing Sutra" and sacrificed the blood-divine magic weapon, stand up now, and I may spare your life!"

The sound was cold and there was an unquestionable meaning.

However, after waiting for a while, Su Yun did not see any of the disciples of the Demon Sect doing anything.

All of this is naturally within his expectations. After all, there will always be no fewer people who will not die if they are not killed in the Yellow River.

Based on some information he has learned just now.

The practice of the Sacred Heart Sect does not require slaughtering creatures to assist in practice, and its overall preference is to practice the negative energy and mind.

Although it is known as the Demonic Way, it is very upright and directed to the path of a profound realm.

Among the low-level disciples of the Sacred Heart Sect, only a few monks who practice the Left-minded Method of the "Soul-killing Sutra" must consume a lot of souls every once in a while.

Those who embark on the path of sacrificing blood-refining magic weapons in order to obtain more powerful weapons naturally also need to consume a large amount of essence, blood and souls.

There is absolutely no need to hesitate to kill these two kinds of monks, because there is not an innocent person!

Dozens of white painting papers were thrown out from Su Yun's hands and nailed to the feet of every Sacred Heart Sect monk.

These were all found in Zhao Yuande's storage bracelet, and it was impossible to tell that this old guy had such a good mood.

The seemingly soft white paper penetrated like a long knife, and half of it sank into the soil.

The cuts of sand and gravel grains cut by the edges of paper are extremely smooth.

When your eyes fell on it, you could even feel a sharp aura coming towards you, causing your skin to feel a severe pain that was about to be cut.

What is terrifying is.

During this process, Su Yun did not use a trace of spiritual power, and even the sword intent was not activated!

"hiss!"

All the cultivators in the field are in the late stage of Qi refining, and they have always learned a lot of knowledge about various cultivation. How could they not know what this scene represents?

Such an astonishing phenomenon shows that Su Yun's sword path has embarked on the "artistic conception" of advanced practice, and his understanding of sword intention has been completely integrated into every move!

As long as he does not fall in the future, once he advances to the Golden Elixir stage, he can use his magic power to materialize the sword intent, and refine a powerful and powerful art that can even go against the enemy in a larger state!

What kind of genius did Xuanyun Sect leave behind in the outer sect?

Such a person is willing to let him go to the northern desert battlefield during the Qi Refining Period?!

In the shocked gaze of the righteous disciples around him, Su Yun raised his eyes and looked at the cultivators of the Demon Sect and spoke lightly again.

But this time, what he said exuded a terrifying murderous intent.

"I will give you thirty breaths, and everyone will write for me what you know, the names of the same sects who have practiced the "Soul-killing Sutra" and sacrificed and refined the blood-dao magic weapon!"

"If you write more, write less, or try to get away with it, others are allowed to report it!"

"After thirty breaths, if I don't get a satisfactory answer, you can go on the Huangquan Road together!"

After the words came, the expressions of more than 40 Saint Heart Sect monks in the field changed.

Some people with ghosts in their hearts instantly turned pale, their hands and feet were cold, and cold sweat was oozing all over their bodies.

Under the threat of death, everyone completed the movements in their hands in less than twenty breaths.

The lines of handwriting fell on the white paper in blood and writing, which was quite shocking.

Interestingly, everyone wrote some names on the paper, including those who had problems just now. Obviously, these people still have the intention of getting away with it.

However, with other people's papers as comparisons, Su Yun almost effortlessly identified the target that needed to be cleaned.

"Jiang Yutao, Cheng Wu, Zhang Quan..."

Almost the moment Su Yun recited the name, the seven figures rushed out at a speed beyond imagination.

At the critical moment of life and death, everyone used all their strengths.

While my feet were constantly under my feet, various amulets were also putting them on my body as if they were not worth it.

Almost in the blink of an eye, someone crossed nearly ten feet of distance with a brilliant golden light, and was about to exceed the limit covered by Su Yun's sword intent!
Chapter completed!
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