long night walk

Chapter 135 It turns out to be a corpse demon

The ancient clock pressed the tripod, without any killing intent, just to trap her here.

Su Jing's white clothes fluttered around, and he looked like a fairy in the wind and snow.

Facing the giant clock that could crush a mountain, the corners of her slender eyes slowly closed into a line, the lines were as cold as a sword.

Xiuchang's cold white palm seemed to be slapped out at will, and then, the old man and the bell collided and flew out amidst the dull and vibrating bell, and smashed hard into the rock wall of the mountain, forming a huge depression .

The old man was firmly pressed into the inner wall of the mountain rock by the huge bell, his white hair was hanging down, he vomited blood, and his whole body was in a disordered state like a mess.

There was deep despair in his eyes. He had expected that this Su Jing was strong, but he never expected that he would be so strong that he couldn't resist even a single palm.

Even though that young man has many tricks, it may be difficult to save Jiujiu's life.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, the knife on her waist never got out of its sheath!
Su Jing stood in the air, his hair crown and silk belt fluttering in the wind, his demeanor was still imposing.

It's just that between the right wrist that repelled the old man and Zhong at will, the white and wide sleeve exploded into pieces at some point, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind.

The slender and evenly long fingertips drew a bloody mouth for a moment, and the bright red blood beads, like jewels, rubbed lightly in the wind.

She seems to have subconsciously gathered her sleeves, her eyes still calm.

The eyes that faded into the ice and snow stared at the nine majestic unicorn beasts in front of them. The light emanating from the beasts was like a quiet night lake.

She looked at the nine rare beasts in the world. Perhaps in this world, the only ones with the blood of purebred unicorns were these nine.

She slowly stretched out her palm towards the nine unicorns, and a faint light condensed in her palm.

Although the brilliance was dim, it made the nine unicorns feel deeply uneasy, and became anxious when they stepped on Liu Yun's hooves.

But they still haven't backed down.

Fang Geyu was in a hurry. Although these nine divine beasts were usually used to pull carts for her, they had been companions since childhood, and they had already established a deep relationship.

She originally thought that Su Jing would be concerned about Shifang City's reputation, and unicorns are also rare beasts, so she would give way.

Whoever thought of making this move, did so without any hesitation.

She immediately shouted: "This is the one-horned beast of my Shifang City. There are only nine of them in the world. If you kill them, my Shifang City will tear myself apart from you, Taixuanzong."

Of course, Shifang City will not tear its skin apart because of children's petty fights, but Fang Geyu can represent Shifang City. If she is willing to tear up her face with Taixuanzong, no one in Shifang City can stop her.

And everyone in the world knows that the unicorn is her only mount.

Sure enough, under Fang Geyu's gradually relaxing gaze, Su Jing dissipated the light from his palms and lowered his arms.

But before Fang Ge could breathe a sigh of relief...

Su Jing slowly closed her eyelids, and when she opened them again, there was a killing intent like a snowstorm.

The killing intent was so direct that it killed the last trace of patience in her eyes.

"You have many methods." She said slowly.

His eyes glanced back and forth at the three people on the top of the mountain, and finally settled on Bai Lian who was kneeling on one knee to protect Li Jiujiu.

His eyes glanced lightly at his shattered and blood-stained palm, as well as the arm with the torn sleeve of his shirt, and there was no emotion in his eyes that was moved by this tragic act.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice was still cold and could not hear any emotion.

"You are very good. With a cultivation base of the first stage of Yuan Kaijing, you can set up a siege formation by yourself. I believe that after I solve them, you still have many means to stop me."

Bai Lian showed a blood-stained smile, but he recognized it as frank.

"That's right, I still have some means. 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 now? ?”

A pair of cold eyes stared deeply at him: "What do you think?"

Bai Lian felt cold all over his body, as if he was being stared at by the abyss.

He smiled helplessly: "Then please continue, girl."

"But I don't have that much patience to see your many methods."

She lowered her eyes, slowly raised her slender and cold hand, and took off half of the broken mask covering her face.

Wen Hanwei's expression became very subtle.

How to describe the face under the mask?
Unhealthy paleness that has not been seen for a long time, a delicate and picturesque face that is as frosty as jade but lacks emotion.

With icy muscles and fine bones, and a peerless appearance, she is as cold as a beauty made of ice and snow without emotions or desires.

But under that beautiful appearance and clear figure, I don't know if it was Bai Lian's illusion, he seemed to see a lonely soul.

Seeing her put the mask in her arms as if carefully treasured, her voice suddenly became ethereal: "If you insist on protecting her, then I will kill you first."

Before the clear and cold ending sound dissipated in the world, there was a clang.

Get out of the sheath!

The air mechanism between the heaven and the earth suddenly became chaotic!

The sky and clouds are changing behind the woman, and day and dusk appear and disappear in a flash at the same time.

The nine one-horned heads didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry.

A huge incision was made in the abdomen, blood gushed like rain, and nine pure white figures fell together.

When the sword light was reflected in Fang Geyu's eyes, she heard Su Jing's voice passing by her ears: "So what about Miss Fang in Shifang City, can't I kill you? "

Immediately after the neck was cold, a shallow line of blood split open, and traces of blood meandered down.

It doesn't hurt, because that sword is very fast.

And it wasn't fatal, because the sword was very shallow, it was just a warning.

When she turned pale and looked back again, the burning blood was reflected in her eyes, and her whole body was cold, like falling into a frozen lake.

Li Jiujiu, who was supposed to receive a fatal blow, was pushed away by Bai Lian, and all the blades of the Love Slashing Sword fell into his chest.

The splattered blood made a screeching sound under the sword energy.

Bai Lian's face was terrifyingly pale, and the hand holding the umbrella was almost unsteady.

Burning blood flew out, splashing more than half of the inner umbrella, and soon burned to nothing under the sword aura.

He only felt that this sword hurt too much, not only physically, but this sword almost pierced his soul.

He, who is used to enduring pain, couldn't help his lips trembling.

This love-slaying sword seems to be polished and transformed by the righteous energy of the world, and the meaning of Lang Lang's heaven and earth is that it cuts not only love, but also can become the deadly nemesis of any ghost creature in the world, demons and monsters.

Seeing that this sword almost ignited all the blood in Bai Lian's body, Su Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed a little surprised.

But this accident was only for a moment, and she soon realized the truth of the matter, and the corners of her thin lips were slightly hooked, as if stained with irony: "It turned out to be a corpse demon."

(End of this chapter)