Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 185 Crisis, the Battle Saint Descends!
"Who are you?!"

The black-robed half-saint's gaze was fixed on the white-clad man like a hawk's, his eyes filled with vigilance.

Although he could not sense any aura from the other party, the sword light that had just pierced through the air and killed countless clansmen was enough to make him dare not be careless in the slightest.

Su Yun twirled his fingertips, and the longsword drew a smooth arc in his palm. He did not answer the question from the black-robed half-saint, but simply glanced at the scene.

"Using the entire clan's strength to deal with a weak woman, has the Nine Netherworld Python clan fallen to this state?"

"you!"

The black-robed half-saint was so choked by these words that he almost laughed in anger. The black mist around him suddenly surged, and he raised his hand sharply to point at Qing Lin, his voice full of ferocity.

"What do you mean by a weak woman? She possesses the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Eyes; no number of men could possibly defeat her!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yun turned his gaze to Qing Lin, seemingly only now noticing her unusual nature.

Qinglin froze, her cheeks instantly burning, and her heart felt as if it had been gently bumped by something, suddenly quickening its beating.

Su Yun nodded slightly: "So it's the Jade Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, then it's not surprising."

The black-robed half-saint's eyes narrowed suddenly, a sinister glint flashing in his long, narrow slits, his tone carrying a threatening undertone.

"Kid, as long as you leave now, I can pretend nothing happened."

What if I don't want to leave?

"Zheng——!"

A crisp and sharp sword cry suddenly rang out, like a dragon's roar breaking through the sky. Golden sword intent wrapped around the sword, bursting out with dazzling light as it flowed.

Su Yun's sleeves fluttered like a startled swan, his entire being seemingly fused with the long sword in his hand. His aura suddenly became sharp as a blade, and even the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly from this sharpness.

A terrifying sword intent rose up, like millions of sharp blades tempered with cold light hovering in the air. The black-robed half-saint felt his skin being pierced by an invisible sharpness, his heart clenched, and his previous composure crumbled instantly.

He clenched his fists and roared, his voice trembling with fear: "You don't even know this bastard, why are you getting involved in this mess for her?!"
I'm warning you one last time! My Nine Netherworld Python clan has a true Battle Saint overseeing us! Do you really intend to make an enemy of the entire Nine Netherworld Python clan for her sake?!

Why should we need to know each other?

Su Yun smiled calmly: "As a fellow human being, I cannot bear to see her suffer such bullying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yun suddenly exerted force with his wrist, and the longsword cut through the sky with a sharp whistling sound. A golden sword light that reached the heavens and the earth suddenly burst out from the blade!

"Tear-!"

The sword light was solid and unyielding, like a giant blade that could split the heavens and the earth, carrying a power that made the world pale in comparison.

Wherever the light blade passed, it cleaved two invisible ravines in space, carrying a world-destroying sense of oppression as it slashed down fiercely towards the black-robed half-saint!

"what!!!"

The black-robed half-saint's pupils contracted sharply, and panic instantly filled his entire face.

His boundless battle aura erupted wildly, and amidst the surging black mist, a ferocious, jet-black serpent phantom soared into the sky, its mouth wide open revealing fangs, crashing towards the golden sword light!

Unfortunately, the next second, the golden sword light pierced through the body of the jet-black giant serpent as easily as cutting paper. The phantom didn't even have a chance to struggle before being torn apart inch by inch in the dazzling light, turning into scattered battle energy!
Immediately afterwards, the unparalleled sword light did not stop and landed directly on the black-robed half-saint!
"Do not--!"

The black-robed demigod was instantly engulfed by the sword light, annihilated in the blinding golden glow, leaving only a desperate roar echoing in the empty天地 (heaven and earth). "Elder... he... he's dead?!"

The remaining Nine Netherworld Pythons hovered in mid-air, their vertical pupils filled with horror and disbelief. They looked at each other in bewilderment, their tongues flicking in and out in a state of panic.

The fierce aura that had surrounded Qinglin earlier had vanished completely; they didn't even have the slightest courage to approach Su Yun.
"And you."

Su Yun's voice remained calm, without the slightest hint of emotion, but to the Nine Netherworld Python, it sounded like the whisper of death, sending chills down its spine.

He raised his longsword again, its blade shimmering with a thin layer of gold, and then an extremely condensed golden sword light shot into the sky.

The golden sword light, like the rising sun cleaving through the turbid world, transformed into a magnificent pillar of light that pierced straight into the sky, instantly breaking through layers of dark clouds and turning the originally gloomy and oppressive sky into a dazzling golden hue.

Even the sunlight on the horizon paled in comparison to the brilliance of this sword.

Then, the sword light burst open in the sky, turning into thousands of golden streams of light, falling like meteors. Each one precisely locked onto a Nine Netherworld Serpent and plummeted down!

"Run away!"

It's unclear who uttered those three words first, but the Nine Netherworld Pythons instantly erupted into chaos. They frantically channeled their fighting spirit and even unleashed forbidden secret techniques, all in an attempt to escape with their lives.

But those golden blades were like a persistent leech, never wavering in their target no matter how they dodged.

"what!"

Soon, screams rose and fell, the crisp sound of light blades piercing scales and the muffled sound of bodies being torn apart intertwined, and one after another, the Nine Netherworld Pythons fell to the ground.

Their corpses fell sideways like kites with broken strings, like a dense black rain, crashing heavily onto the ground, quickly piling up a hideous mass of carcasses.

Qinglin, standing to the side, was somewhat stunned. Such power was probably beyond what an ordinary half-saint could possess.

"Girl, girl?"

Su Yun raised his hand and sheathed his longsword. The sharp sword intent around him instantly disappeared, replaced by a gentle aura. He turned around to look at Qing Lin, a faint and gentle smile on his lips.

Qinglin snapped back to reality, and when her eyes met Su Yun's gentle gaze, she subconsciously lowered her eyelashes, her long lashes casting a small, light shadow under her eyes.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she hurriedly raised her delicate hand to gently tuck a few stray strands of hair that had fallen behind her ear. Her movements were tinged with a sense of awkwardness and restraint, and even her voice was softer than usual.

"Hello……"

Su Yun scrutinized her closely and said, "Although you possess the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, you are only a one-star Dou Zun in cultivation. Why would you think of provoking the Nine Netherworld Python?"

Qinglin's voice was soft and sweet, and she mumbled sleepily, "I didn't want to either. This is my first time in the Beast Realm, and I just ended up here by accident... Thank you for saving me."

Su Yun nodded slightly and said, "Let's go first. After all, this place is the territory of the Nine Netherworld Python."

"My actions are too drastic; they might quickly attract the attention of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's Battle Saints."

"it is good……"

Just as Qinglin was about to agree, a chilling voice suddenly came from the sky, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake tempered with ice, instantly coiling around their eardrums!

"Want to leave now? It's too late!"

An overwhelming holy might rose up! The pressure was so heavy it seemed capable of crushing mountains, carrying the terrifying aura unique to Dou Sheng, pressing down on the two like dark clouds covering the sky.

(End of this chapter)