Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

At this moment, the leaves rustled in the forest, and several figures slowly emerged from behind the trees, their steps steady, their expressions cold, and their bodies radiating intense killing intent.

The leader, with a handsome face, yet his brows held an unyielding ferocity and hatred; he was none other than Yang Xiao, the Left Guardian of the Ming Cult.

Behind him stood, in order, Tie Guan Dao Ren, Zhou Dian, Leng Qian, and Peng Yingyu. The four of them had solemn expressions, their eyes fixed on Su Xin, and their auras were tense, clearly ready to strike.

Su Xin understood, but was also somewhat surprised.

Although he had dealings with the Ming Cult, he never provoked them. Why then did he incur such hostility from the core figures of the Ming Cult?

He vaguely recalled the old stories of Bright Summit, but he didn't know the reason behind them.

The Iron-Crowned Taoist, seemingly seeing through his confusion, added in a deep voice, his tone filled with grief and anger: "As the sect leader, the White-Browed Eagle King originally intended to cover for us, but in his haste to rescue his son, he and the Wild King both met with an accident and perished in the aftermath of the Bright Peak incident!"

Yang Xiao took a step forward, his killing intent surging, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Su Xin, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Su Xin! You destroyed my Ming Cult and slaughtered my followers. Today is your death anniversary!"

Seeing the grief and indignation on their faces, Su Xin was not flustered at all. Instead, he chuckled and said in a calm tone, "Why should I destroy your Ming Cult? Although I was present at the Bright Peak incident, I never laid a hand on the Ming Cult."

"Lies!" Zhou Dian, with his quick temper, shouted sternly.

"We already found out that you were near Bright Peak that day. Looking across the martial arts world, only someone with your skill could have escaped unscathed from the explosion at Bright Peak! If it wasn't you, then who else could it be?"

Su Xin raised an eyebrow and asked calmly, "Is it possible that the person launched a suicide attack? The explosion at Bright Peak might not have been my doing."

His gaze slowly swept over the group, finally settling on Yang Xiao.

The hatred in Yang Xiao's eyes was so intense it was almost overflowing; it was a deep-seated resentment, unrelated to right or wrong, only about venting.

Su Xin instantly understood.

The Ming Cult suffered heavy losses in this great calamity. The Eagle King and his son died tragically, and the group was leaderless. They desperately needed an outlet, a target to blame for all their suffering, and he happened to be the most suitable candidate.

Having figured this out, Su Xin laughed again, a laugh tinged with disdain and a hint of fighting spirit. His gaze returned to Yang Xiao, and his tone was arrogant: "Since you've decided it's me, then I'll see if you're up to the task of taking my life."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiao took the initiative and charged towards Su Xin like an arrow with a roar. Iron Crown Taoist, Zhou Dian and others followed closely behind. The group attacked at the same time, their moves fierce, launching a full-scale assault on Su Xin.

Su Xin's eyes narrowed, and he secretly began to calculate:

It just so happens that he has been practicing martial arts for many days but has always lacked experience in group battles, so he will use these few people to test his skills today.

Once he made up his mind, he no longer hesitated. His inner strength erupted, and he unleashed the Mighty Vajra Fist. The fist was heavy and fierce like thunder, and the unparalleled power swept out to meet the attacks of the group.

Yang Xiao and the others had long heard of Su Xin's high level of martial arts and knew that his poison was domineering and his strength was astonishing. Therefore, they dared not be reckless. The group cooperated well and always kept their distance from Su Xin, adopting a "hit and run" tactic. They did not confront him head-on, but instead kept maneuvering around him and looking for his weaknesses.

Yang Xiao's gaze toward Su Xin was filled with even greater hatred.

He knew in his heart that his palm strike had already been crippled because of Su Xin. Not only had he lost the power of the Left Guardian of the Ming Cult, but he had also watched helplessly as the Ming Cult disintegrated and countless members died. In his view, all of this suffering was caused by Su Xin.

He came here prepared to die, determined to kill Su Xin even if it meant mutual destruction.

Yang Xiao paused, his fingertips gathering strength as he unleashed a finger-flicking technique. However, this normally honorable move was now used to launch hidden weapons. Several fine, hair-like poison needles flicked from his fingertips, silently shooting towards the major acupoints around Su Xin's body.

Having survived this great calamity, his fighting style has completely changed. He no longer adheres to the distinction between good and evil, but only seeks to kill Su Xin and avenge the Ming Cult.

At the same time, the others also unleashed their unique skills: Leng Qian used the Frosty Palm, the palm wind was cold and cold, and it went straight for Su Xin's meridians; Zhou Dian wielded the Mad Demon Staff, the staff was violent and swept across.

Peng Yingyu unleashed the Great Wind and Cloud Flying Palm, its power fierce and unpredictable;

The Iron-Crowned Taoist stood in the middle of the group, his eyes slightly closed, giving low commands and constantly directing their movements and attacks. Clearly, they had already made preparations and set up the Five Elements Formation, using the formation to tightly restrain Su Xin.

With the support of the formation, the group constantly changed positions, their moves closely linked, each attack making a quick contact and then retreating, never directly confronting Su Xin, relying solely on the advantages of the formation to deplete his internal energy.

Although Su Xin was highly skilled in martial arts, he was also constrained by this flexible tactic and found it difficult to exert his full strength. For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate, and the energy clashed in the forest, creating a deafening sound.

Unbeknownst to anyone, deep in the woods, a pair of cold eyes were silently watching everything from a large tree, their hatred no less intense than Yang Xiao's.

The man gritted his teeth inwardly, filled with regret.

He had the opportunity to prevent the tragedy at Bright Peak, but it was Su Xin who unintentionally angered Cheng Kun, leading Cheng Kun to launch a suicide attack.

They originally wanted to stop Cheng Kun, but Su Xin interfered.

It was too late to stop it!

Left with no other choice, he had to show himself to warn them, which saved the Ming Cult's high-end combat power; otherwise, the Ming Cult would have been completely wiped out with that explosion.

Su Xin had a faint smile on his lips as he looked at the group and said, "Your attacks are over now! Use whatever else you have."

Yang Xiao, on the other hand, said, "I don't believe you can use it indefinitely. Your internal energy will eventually run out, and you don't seem to be very good at light footwork."

Before they came, they had thoroughly investigated Su Xin's background and knew they absolutely could not engage in a direct confrontation with him.

Its only weakness might be its lightness skill!

They were unaware that Su Xin was also skilled in group attacks, as he was able to gain an advantage against the Yin-Yang dual swords.

They simply thought the four people were too weak!

This time, Su Xin was going to teach them a lesson they wouldn't forget.

Suddenly, his aura surged, and he activated the Vajra Subduing Demon Divine Power at full force. His bones crackled and popped, and his unparalleled power swept across the entire area, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he unleashed the Thousand Spider Poison Hand with all his might, completely fusing the chilling and domineering poison with the Vajra Force. A violent and unparalleled poison force erupted, swirling around his body and intertwining with the golden light of the Vajra Force, appearing both eerie and domineering, sweeping towards the four people.

The poison that had just been left in their bodies had already been detonated by Su Xin's move.

Black blood was already seeping from the corners of their mouths.

For a moment, only Su Xin stood on the field with a smile on his face, while the others were pale.

The figures hiding over there retreated without hesitation!