Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Chapter 86 Battle with the Three Envoys of Wind and Cloud

The three envoys of the Wind and Cloud watched Xie Xun's departing figure, then glanced at Dai Qisi's corpse on the ground, a fierce and irritating glint in their eyes.

They were not saddened by Daisy's death, but rather enraged.

Dai Qisi was a lost saintess of the Persian Ming Cult. Now that the saintess is dead, they will have no way to explain themselves when they return to the main cult, and they will surely be severely punished.

Just then, the Flowing Cloud Envoy's gaze inadvertently fell on Xiao Zhao, who was crying bitterly to the side. A glint of light flashed in his eyes. The Wonderful Wind Envoy and the Radiant Moon Envoy also reacted immediately and looked at Xiao Zhao. The three of them exchanged glances and had already made their decision.

Since Dai Qisi is dead, Xiao Zhao can also become a saintess.

Xiao Zhao is Dai Qisi's daughter, and they are related by blood. If they bring her back to the Persian headquarters and train her a little, she will be the most suitable candidate for the Holy Woman. In this way, they can also report back to the headquarters.

They knew in their hearts that the Holy Maiden did not actually have any real power in the Persian Ming Cult; most of the power was controlled by King Baoshu.

The core role of the Holy Maiden was simply to travel around, spread the doctrines of the Ming Cult, perform meritorious deeds for the Ming Cult, and maintain the reputation of the sect.

The leaders of the Persian Ming Cult throughout history had to be "holy virgins," which meant that those who became holy women had to remain chaste and never marry in order to maintain the sanctity of the sect.

Xiao Zhao's fate was sealed the moment the three envoys looked at her.

Just as the three envoys were plotting how to bring Xiao Zhao back to Persia, Su Xin suddenly spoke, a cold smile playing on his lips. His sharp gaze locked onto the three, and his tone carried a hint of arrogance and determination: "Next, it's your turn!"

He was never a merciful person; when Dai Qisi sought death, he took matters into his own hands and ended it.

These three Persian envoys, without distinguishing right from wrong, pinned the blame for the destruction of the Ming Cult on him and even attempted to manipulate Xie Xun and Dai Qisi, which had already crossed his bottom line. The path of the martial world is long and arduous; to eliminate the weeds, one must nip them in the bud. He never hesitated to kill those who deserved it.

Upon hearing this, the three Flowing Cloud Envoys' expressions changed drastically. They then exchanged glances, a fierce glint flashing in their eyes.

Su Xin had killed Dai Qisi, making them irreconcilable enemies. Now that he had launched another attack, they no longer hesitated. They decided to go all out and charged at Su Xin together, intending to join forces and kill him.

Upon seeing this, Yin Li was about to step forward to help, but Su Xin raised his hand to stop her: "A-Li, you don't need to do anything. I'll handle these three myself."

He could use these three people to test the results of his six months of training, especially his strength after the poison gas was transformed into qi, and the power of the Vajra Fist after being honed under pressure.

As Su Xin had predicted, the moves of the Three Envoys of Wind and Cloud were extremely bizarre and completely violated the common sense of martial arts in the Central Plains.

Their movements are unpredictable, like ghosts, and their attack angles are tricky and vicious. Sometimes they swing their palms, sometimes they kick, and they can even do things like "headbutting people" or "sitting on people"—actions that are unthinkable in orthodox martial arts. They have no rules, yet they are full of deadly intent.

Su Xin had been practicing Central Plains martial arts since childhood and was used to responding to moves and using orthodox methods to overcome unorthodox ones. Faced with this attack that was as random as "scratching code", he was momentarily at a loss and could only temporarily defend passively while carefully observing the flaws in the three people's moves.

What made him even more wary was that the chanting of the three men never stopped. The obscure scriptures were like a curse, constantly disturbing his mind. This invisible mental attack made him somewhat irritable.

Accompanied by chanting, the three envoys of the Wind and Clouds joined forces to unleash the Bone-Piercing Needle and the Yin Wind Blade. Two of them gathered their cold inner energy and transformed it into bone-piercing needles as thin as hair, which silently shot towards the major acupoints around Su Xin's body. The other one waved his palm and unleashed a sharp Yin Wind Blade, the cold air piercing to the bone, aiming straight for Su Xin's vital points.

This chilling internal energy was as fine as silk, with extremely strong penetrating power. Even with the defense of the Nine Yang True Qi, it could penetrate the surface and strike the internal organs directly. Su Xin dared not be careless in the slightest and quickly circulated his internal energy to form a solid Qi shield around his body.

However, Su Xin also has his own advantages.

Although the moves of the Three Envoys of Wind and Cloud are strange, they lack sufficient power to support them. As the saying goes, "One force can overcome ten techniques," and his Mighty Vajra Fist is fierce and unparalleled, which can break through monsters with force.

Su Xin's eyes narrowed, and his inner strength suddenly erupted. He stopped defending and instead threw a punch straight at Liu Yunshi. The punch was heavy and powerful, with a force as strong as thunder. It carried the condensation and weight of the seawater and was aimed directly at Liu Yunshi's face.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yunshi was startled and immediately abandoned his attack, hastily returning to defense, crossing his arms in front of his chest in an attempt to block the fatal punch.

With a muffled thud, the force of the fist collided with Liuyun Shi's defense. Liuyun Shi trembled, his blood surged, and he staggered back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Su Xin's punch not only broke his defense, but also completely disrupted the rhythm of the three's cooperation, and the chanting also paused for a moment.

Su Xin seized the opportunity, no longer passively defending, but taking the initiative to attack, focusing on chasing and beating the injured Liu Yunshi, each punch landing hard and each move potentially fatal.

Seeing this, the Envoy of Wonderful Wind and the Envoy of Radiant Moon rushed forward to help, trying to restrain Su Xin. However, Su Xin's fist was too fierce. Their strange moves were completely ineffective in the face of absolute power. Instead, they were affected by Su Xin's fist force, and wounds gradually appeared on their bodies.

This is the result of his efforts over this period of time; his Vajra Sect martial arts have become even more powerful and profound.

It was like a violent storm!

In the midst of the fierce battle, Su Xin quietly gathered the poisonous energy of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand and, taking advantage of a lull in the fight with the three, secretly injected the poisonous energy into their bodies.

The three envoys of the Wind and Cloud were so focused on attacking that they did not notice that they were still desperately using their moves. However, as the poison spread in their bodies, their internal energy gradually became disordered, their moves became sluggish, and their eyes began to glaze over.

Before long, the three were covered in wounds, the poison had fully erupted, their bodies convulsed, and they could no longer hold on. They collapsed to the ground, lifeless, leaving only three cold corpses.

Xiao Zhao was terrified by what she saw. Her crying gradually stopped, and her eyes were filled with fear. She subconsciously took a few steps back.

Su Xin ignored Xiao Zhao and slowly focused his gaze on the Sacred Flame Token on the ground.

Those were the two Sacred Flame Tokens that Liu Yunshi had shown earlier. They were completely black, with obscure Persian script engraved on them, and exuded a faint, eerie aura.

A smile appeared on his lips as he strode forward, picked up the two Sacred Flame Tokens, and found them to be cold to the touch and hard in texture.

This Sacred Flame Token is what he truly desires.

He already knew that the Sacred Flame Token was engraved with the unique martial arts of the Persian Ming Cult, which were extremely powerful. However, the martial arts manuals were all written in Persian, which he could not understand at all.

He looked at Xiao Zhao, his eyes filled with a smile.

"Your turn!"

Xiao Zhao's expression immediately froze.

this..

The tears stopped instantly!