One person established a clan

Chapter 59 The Arrival of the Seven Mysterious Enemies
"You are."

Su Cheng pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "The one I met on the mountain not long ago?"

Shen Chuan's face turned ashen, and his eyes swept around the palace. The remains of the ice puppets came into his sight, and his heart was suddenly filled with shock.

"You did all this?"

The fellow monk's Adam's apple rolled and cold sweat soaked the back of his collar.

They had personally experienced the brutal encirclement and suppression of the Ice Puppet, and knew only too well the treacherous and formidable terrain of this place. Even a formidable elder like Elder Shen had been severely injured, yet these three remained unscathed!

"Just cleaning up."

Su Chengxin walked past and waved his hand indifferently: "I advise you to find another way and leave this cave as soon as possible."

Shen Chuan felt a bitter taste in his throat, and felt like there was something pent up in his heart.

Not long ago, he had just looked down upon the other party and told him to leave immediately, but now the positions have been reversed and he is in such a miserable state.

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Feng Sha lowered his veil and hurriedly followed, glancing at Shen Chuan and others with a complicated expression.

Even Elder Shen of Tianxiao Sect was seriously injured. It is estimated that the hundreds of cultivators who came here have all been killed or injured.

"Wait a minute."

Shen Chuan suddenly spoke, looking back with a serious expression. "You are indeed amazing for being able to break these ice puppets' mystical arts. But if you encounter those ice puppets wielding axes..."

Su Cheng paused, "You said there is such an ice puppet?"

Shen Chuan was stunned: "There is no need for me to lie. Not long ago, we barely escaped from its axe."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a surge of pressure coming towards him, causing several people to stumble back.

What a profound aura! ?
Looking at the backs of the three people walking away in the snow, Shen Chuan couldn't help but fall into a daze, feeling absurd in his heart.

Perhaps, this person is stronger than the axe-wielding ice puppet!
Boom——!
The cave was shaking continuously and ice and snow were flying everywhere.

When he returned to the tunnel exit, Feng Sha's eyes were still filled with shock.

Even though she had witnessed Su Cheng killing everyone in the underground palace, the scene of the axe-wielding ice puppet being killed by three swords still made her a little dazed.

At that time, dozens of monks from various sects were hardly a match for the monster in one move.

But Master Su only needed three strikes to smash it into pieces of ice debris all over the ground.

"Miss Feng, don't be distracted."

Su Cheng brushed off the fallen ice for her: "This tunnel is quite narrow, be careful not to bump into anything."

Feng Sha nodded hurriedly in response, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

"So you came in from here, no wonder we didn't see you before."

“It was also a fluke.”

Su Cheng held Shi Xuan's body with one hand and quickly returned to the cold ice cave.

He thrust the green sword into the crack of the ice cave with his backhand, and the remaining spiritual energy instantly rushed in. Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew, causing Feng Sha to close his eyes and groan.

Boom——!
A muffled sound like thunder came from deep in the ice, and the entire snow-capped mountain seemed to be shaking.

Feng Sha clutched Su Cheng's sleeves tightly, her beautiful eyes darting around in panic: "What else has happened?!"

"Don't be afraid." Su Cheng patted the back of her white and tender hand. "It's just that the spiritual veins are exhausted and the mountain is a little turbulent. We will be able to get out soon."

[Absorbing the Coldness of the Full Moon: One Hundred and Forty-Five Years]

[The spiritual energy of this vein is almost exhausted, and the connected secret realm is no longer effective.]

Su Cheng took back the Qingxuan Sword, leaving the last wisp of spiritual vein to prevent the mountain base from collapsing.

He held Shi Xuan with his left arm, and embraced Feng Sha's slender waist with his right wrist. His toes touched the ice wall and turned into a silver rainbow. In a few breaths, he got out of the dark ice cave that was dozens of feet deep and was able to see the light of day again.

"Well"

Feng Sha curled up in her arms, squinting her beautiful eyes, and looked around in amazement after adjusting to the daylight.

The vast white fog covering the snow-capped mountains has dissipated a lot, and the warm sunshine shines on all parts of the mountaintops, making it quite brilliant and bright for a while.

"Out"

The warmth penetrated into her bones, and she felt a slight soreness in the tip of her nose.

Just at this moment, a noisy voice came from a hundred feet away, and the flags of various sects fluttered like a forest.

"There are quite a lot of people." Su Cheng took a look and said, "I thought they had all entered the cave."

"They came from all over Dongchen, and their journeys were orderly, so some were always late."

Feng Sha gathered his long hair that was blown by the mountain wind, touched his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly gathered her thoughts and gently tugged at her sleeves: "Mr. Su, I wonder what your plans are next?" "Let's go back to town and stay for a night first."

"Why don't you come stay temporarily in my daughter's Shaying Tower?"

Facing her expectant gaze, Su Cheng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "It would be great if you could provide me with a place to stay."

Feng Sha suddenly felt much more at ease and couldn't help but smile faintly.

"I will definitely treat you well."

"Let's go." Su Cheng was about to go down the mountain when several sharp gazes shot towards him like arrows, causing him to stop in his tracks.

Feng Sha looked suspicious: "Sir, what's going on?"

Her voice froze abruptly, a chill suddenly ran down her spine, and her body trembled slightly.

There is murderous intent!
Moreover, the cultivation level of the person who came was unfathomable!

A blurry figure suddenly appeared in the air, stirring up a torrent of wind and causing his clothes to flutter wildly.

Su Cheng raised his eyes slightly and saw three people suspended in the air, all wearing luxurious black robes.

"Someone from the Qixuan Sect?"

"Yes."

The white-haired man in the lead had a solemn and stern face, his brows were sharp and sharp, and his cold eyes seemed to be flashing with electricity.

Unlike the two cultivators behind him who were filled with anger, he remained calm and said in a low voice, "Several disciples of our sect, and even Elder Xu Qifeng, died at your hands?"

"Wait!" Feng Sha quickly stepped forward, his eyes piercing with determination. "The one who killed your Seventh Profound Sect Elder wasn't him, but the Huangshan Elder from the Spirit Pavilion!"

The white-haired man glanced at him coldly: "Who are you?"

"I am--"

"Noisy!"

The monk behind the man shouted angrily, and a wave of air burst out from his sleeves, shattering the ice and rocks.

But before the snow and fog could spread, they were dispersed by the silver light.

Su Cheng flicked his sleeves and dusted the dust, the blue sword already in his palm: "You don't have to help me, just leave it to me now."

"Son."

Feng Sha tightened his chest, his face slightly uneasy. But seeing that he remained calm, he could only follow his instructions and silently step back two steps.

Su Cheng stared back at the three of them: "It is true that I did not kill Xu Qifeng."

"It's okay." The white-haired man said indifferently, "You killed several disciples of my sect, so you will die."

Su Cheng's expression was equally calm. He pointed his sword at the three men and asked, "You, the Seventh Profound Sect, have you ever killed innocent people?"

"innocent?"

For the first time, the white-haired man's expression showed some emotion, but he let out a sarcastic smile: "You actually offended me, Qixuan, just now for such a ridiculous reason?"

Su Cheng nodded in understanding: "They are indeed birds of a feather."

"Young people are full of vigor and do not know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is."

The white-haired man's eyes grew even colder. He flicked his sleeves and summoned a flowing, dark sword, pointing it: "Die."

The sword shadow suddenly screamed through the air, drawing a dazzling rainbow light from the sky!
Amidst the loud roar, surging sword energy spread out and surged, covering an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius, and the cedars on the ice field exploded in an instant.

The rainbow sword shadow suddenly rose up to more than ten feet, immediately attracting the surprised and suspicious looks of the cultivators from various sects. They didn't know what had happened to cause Elder Qixuan to be so angry and take action.

"Okay, the thief has been eliminated."

The white-haired man said in a low voice: "Let's see if what the woman said is true or not."

"No need to interrogate."

The cold voice broke through the snow fog, startling the three people in the air.

The white-haired man stared at the ruins suddenly, and saw Su Cheng stepping out of the ice, holding the black sword that was wailing in his palm!
"The old man from Huangshan is dead."

Su Cheng gripped the trembling sword with his five fingers and sneered, "I'll just send you down to accompany him."

The ice field collapsed, and the silver flame broke through the ground like a vicious dragon!

His figure seemed to tear through the air barrier, leaving a slender afterimage, and his knee struck the white-haired man's dantian directly, and a silver flame arc exploded from the air!

"Uh-huh?!"

The white-haired man's pupils shrank as small as needles, and his protective aura instantly shattered. He was blasted into the mountain like a meteor.

(End of this chapter)