It’s all Shura field!

"Elder Ziwei, you are still careless after all."

Su Xuhai, who was stabbed in the shoulder, looked dark, and his figure turned into a ball of black gas and instantly penetrated Ziwei's body.

The evil energy entered his body, like a sharp knife, not even sparing his soul. The speed of the black bead in the air instantly increased, and a large amount of black mist rose from the bead, covering Elder Ziwei completely.

In just a blink of an eye, Elder Ziwei was sucked into a mummy, and even Elder Bailu was unable to cast a spell to save him.

"Su Xuhai, you are really despicable."

Elder Bailu's face changed drastically, and the spiritual energy in his body kept fluctuating. The continuous blows made his Tao heart a little unstable.

"Brother Bailu, how are you?"

Elder Jinshi quickly supported him and spoke with concern.

"Brother Jinshi, I'm afraid we will both die here today. I only regret that Yunmeng and Ziwei both died tragically at his hands. It was all because of me that I failed to protect you."

Who would have thought that the once famous elder of Qingyun Sword Sect would now look so fragile and regretful.

"Brother Bailu, this is not your fault. It's all because Su Xuhai was too despicable and used the Blood Spirit Jade to pretend to be the Sect Master's order. Yunmeng and Ziwei both died in his hands. I will not let him go easily."

Jin Shi's face was serious. He shouted and took out another artifact. He raised his eyes and saw Su Xuhai standing in mid-air.

He closed his eyes and absorbed power from the black beads, becoming even more sinister.

"As expected of an elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect, this powerful spiritual energy transformed into demonic energy is simply powerful."

Shaoqing, Su Xuhai opened his eyes lazily, his face full of pride.

"Su Xuhai didn't expect that you had already become a lackey of the Demon Palace. Brother Changfeng treated you like a brother, but you not only harmed him, but also refused to let go of his only child. You are simply ungrateful."

Elder Bailu had difficulty breathing, so he could only sit cross-legged and use his limited spiritual power to calm the blood and energy in his body.

"Hmph, the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, how can the world explain clearly what happened in the Demon Palace back then?

Just like today, I killed you and became the leader of Qingyun Sword Sect, and who dared to say another word. "

Su Xuhai's eyes condensed and he flew down. The black energy in his hands gathered more and more, gradually forming a huge sphere, which swept over with powerful power.

"Brother Bailu, be careful."

Seeing the giant ball coming, Elder Jinshi immediately stood in front of it, using up his last bit of spiritual power to build a powerful barrier.

"Jin Shi, get out of the way quickly, or you'll die."

Bai Lu's voice was hoarse. He immediately stood up and agreed to use his spiritual power to resist.

But this black gas was so powerful and strange that the moment it hit the barrier, it started spinning and rolling, causing the two people's spiritual power to dissipate faster.

Seeing that the two were about to collapse, a cold sword suddenly came and pierced through the black air with a biting wind.

"Lin Yanzhou, if it weren't for Yi Mo's sake, you would have been a corpse long ago. These two old guys are going to die sooner or later, so I advise you to be sensible and not interfere."

Lin Yanzhou held a long sword in his hand, looking at the complacent Su Xuhai, his eyes full of sharpness. He exuded a cold aura all over his body, as if he could kill the person in front of him with just one sword.

"Yanzhou, you are no match for him now that you have just woken up. You should leave quickly, find Xiaobai and protect her."

Elder Bailu's face was pale, and his spiritual power was almost gone. He and Elder Jinshi supported each other. When they saw Lin Yanzhou woke up, they hurriedly persuaded him to leave quickly.

"Were Elder Yunmeng and Elder Ziwei both killed by Su Xuhai?"

Lin Yanzhou had just woken up and his spiritual power had not yet fully recovered, but before he fell into a coma and the four elders came looking for him, he was still conscious.

Now, in addition to the corpses of the men in black, there were also the corpses of Elder Yunmeng and Elder Ziwei, which made him suddenly feel more murderous.

The sword moved with his heart and attacked Su Xuhai like lightning.

Su Xuhai countered each move and used the items from the Demon Palace to protect himself. Even though Lin Yanzhou had a high level of cultivation, he was no match for him for a while.

Even though this barrier was an ancient barrier of the Qingyun Sword Sect, it had been modified by Su Xuhai. Within this barrier, Lin Yanzhou's spiritual power could not flow smoothly. After a few moves, he was forced to retreat by Su Xuhai.

"Lin Yanzhou, you are still young and talented, it would be a pity if you died like this.

My family's Yi Mo is pleased with you. If you don't want to die, why not marry her?

After a hundred years, won't the entire Qingyun Sword Sect finally fall into your hands?"

Lin Yanzhou's swordsmanship is outstanding, and Su Xuhai really cherishes his talent. Although Ye Xing beside him is quite loyal, he is not as good as Lin Yanzhou in terms of cultivation or appearance.

If he could just obediently marry Su Yimo, he wouldn't have to worry about the past.

"You think you can become the leader of Qingyun Sword Sect? How can I bow down to such a treacherous and cunning person?"

Lin Yanzhou stood there in flowing white clothes, looking extremely handsome, but his black eyes were so deep that it was hard to fathom.

"If you don't accept my toast, you will have to drink the wine for punishment. I will show you what it means to be truly powerful in cultivation."

Su Xuhai's eyes darkened, he formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

The black gas bead hanging in the air suddenly began to shake violently, causing the surrounding air to vibrate as well.

"Yanzhou, hurry up. Su Xuhai wants to activate the magic circle to trap you here to death. Leave quickly and don't worry about us."

Upon seeing this, Elder Bailu shouted at Lin Yanzhou.

"Yes! Let's go quickly, Yanzhou. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

If you and I both died on Qinghua Peak, no one in the entire Shenwu Continent would know Su Xuhai’s true identity.

And Xiaobai's whereabouts are unknown, you must find her and stay by her side."

Elder Jinshi turned his head and looked at him, his expression somewhat anxious.

Su Xuhai was determined to take their lives, and he could no longer get involved with Lin Yanzhou.

"No, Elder, I, Lin Yanzhou, am the chief disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect. How could I abandon you and escape alone?

If he wants to hurt you, he has to ask the sword in my hand whether it agrees or not."

Lin Yanzhou frowned as he looked at Su Xuhai in front of him, the sword in his hand roaring.

"Yanzhou, hurry up."

Elder Bailu struggled to stand up and began to persuade again.

"Bai Lu, no one can escape from me today."

Su Xuhai snorted coldly, and saw that the black bead had a huge suction force again.

Lin Yanzhou formed seals with his hands, and the magic sword flew out of his hand, attacking Su Xuhai.

The sword light was sharp, like frost and snow, carrying the power to destroy the world.

The smile on Su Xuhai's face suddenly disappeared. In this powerful sword energy, he seemed to see the figure of Song Changfeng.

"A sword breaks through the air. This sword technique of Su Xuhai is the original creation of the master. No matter how powerful your illusion is, you can't dodge it easily."

As soon as Lin Yanzhou finished speaking, the Frost Sword had already pierced into his chest.