Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

His fierce gaze swept over Liu Kang and his companions, and his tone was chilling:

"Tell me, why did you attack Akahoshi?"

Liu Kang and the others were so frightened by Cen Yu that they dared not speak; in Cen Yu's eyes, they were like ants.

Bai Xu's third senior brother got up from the ground, knelt down, and said tremblingly:

"Yes, Bai Xu made us do it. He said that Chi Xing stole his things and weapons, and he begged us to come and ask Chi Xing to take them back. I'm sorry, please let us go."

The others followed suit, getting up and kneeling to kowtow, hoping that Cen Yu would let them go.

Cen Yu stared at Bai Xu, who was lying on the ground unable to get up, his eyes icy cold. He flipped his right hand with spiritual energy, and several ice spikes shot towards Bai Xu. Before he could beg for mercy, the ice spikes pierced into his body.

Bai Xu opened his mouth and spat out blood. He lay on the ground, barely alive, staring blankly into the void. Tears streamed down his face from the regret in his heart.

Seeing Bai Xu gradually stop breathing, Liu Kang and the others dared not speak out in anger, and could only kneel on the ground with their heads down to hide the hatred in their eyes.

Then, feeling Cen Yu's gaze, the group shivered. Just as Liu Kang quietly retreated to escape, a powerful chill froze his body.

Then Cen Yu's voice rang out from behind: "I don't necessarily want to kill you all. Since you are all accomplices, I will spare your lives."

As spiritual energy circulated through his palm, the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect present felt a piercing pain in their dantian.

Among them, Liu Kang had the highest cultivation level, but under Cen Yu's oppressive aura, he spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood.

The pain was so intense that they couldn't even beg for mercy; they could only clutch their stomachs and roll on the ground, some screaming in agony.

The hair of Liu Kang and several of his inner disciples turned gray at a visible speed, the skin on their hands and faces became wrinkled, and even their backs became hunched.

Seeing Chi Xing frown, Cen Yu explained, "Don't be afraid, I destroyed all their dantian. From now on, they will be just ordinary mortals."

Chi Xing understood. Liu Kang and the others were older, at least seventy or eighty years old. Having lost their cultivation, they were just old men with white hair.

No wonder Ayu said she would spare their lives; given their condition, it's uncertain whether they'll even live to see next year.

In fact, he wouldn't survive. When Ye Kui arrived after receiving the news, Liu Kang, the oldest among them, was already barely breathing.

He was already nearly a hundred years old, and now that he has lost his cultivation and suffered such serious injuries, he obviously won't survive.

Seeing his inner disciple beaten like this, Ye Kui's eyes turned red, and he looked at Cen Yu.

At this moment, Cen Yu did not dodge. He pushed Chi Xing behind the newly arrived Cheng Ling Immortal Venerable and conjured his own Frost Sword in his hand.

Taking two steps forward, the Frost Sword gleamed silver in the sunlight. Looking at Ye Kui, Cen Yu spoke in a calm and unhurried voice:

“One person does the deed and one person takes the blame. Your disciple tried to kill my Daoist partner, so I crippled them both.”

"As their master, if you wish to seek revenge, then come. But after today, if your Tianshan Sword Sect still seeks revenge, then you will be irreconcilably opposed to our Xuanfu Sect."

Cen Yu stood against the wind, her black hair fluttering with the hem of her clothes. Facing Ye Kui, her face was as cold as ice, while Chi Xing's heart pounded wildly.

This is his Ayu, the most beautiful woman in the celestial realm, the Bright Moon Immortal Lord.

Ye Kui clenched his fists. Long ago, his feelings for Cen Yu were not pure, and he had originally planned to continue fighting with her.

But gradually, Ye Kui himself realized that he was not worthy of being compared with Jade Ling Immortal Venerable.

Even though Immortal Venerable Yu Ling never accepted disciples, and even though he worked harder than Cen Yu, in Cen Yu's eyes, he was just a clown.

Now his disciples are in the same situation, but these are disciples he has been training for a very long time, and they have all perished here today. How could Ye Kui not hate them?

He drew his spirit sword and leaped towards Cen Yu.

In an instant, Cen Yu's figure disappeared from the spot, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and the grass and trees on the ground quickly froze. Cen Yu's figure seemed to transform into countless forms, making it impossible for Ye Kui to see clearly.

He used his metal-elemental spiritual power to slash wildly in the air, but none of them were Cen Yu's true form.

A howling wind swept towards Ye Kui's face. At that moment, everyone saw Cen Yu suddenly appear in front of Ye Kui, fiercely swinging the Frost Sword at him.

With a "bang," the spirit sword Ye Kui used to defend was cleaved in two by the Frost Sword, and Ye Kui was kicked away by Cen Yu.

"puff--"

Ye Kui spat out a mouthful of blood, and Cen Yu descended from the sky, her robes fluttering, pointing her icy sword at him.

"Do you admit defeat?"

Ye Kui didn't want to admit it, but the coldness emanating from his internal organs gradually made him lose sensation in his body, and he could only stare intently at Cen Yu.

"Ok?"

Just as Cen Yu's sword energy was about to strike Ye Kui again, the Grand Elder of the Tianshan Sword Sect rushed over and took the hit head-on.

"Uh!"

His cultivation level was naturally inferior to Cen Yu's, and even slightly lower than Ye Kui's; otherwise, the Tianshan Sword Sect would not have allowed Ye Kui to take the position of sect leader.

Blood trickled from his lips, but enduring the pain, the Grand Elder said:

"Immortal Venerable Yu Ling, please show mercy. We, we admit defeat. We will consider this matter closed and the Tianshan Sword Sect will not target anyone in the Xuanfu Sect."

Cen Yu gave Ye Kui a cold look and said, "Keep your people in check. If there is a next time, I will slaughter the entire Tianshan Sword Sect."

Whether this was true or not, no one dared to gamble.

The Grand Elder stepped in front of Ye Kui, cupping his hands in a respectful bow: "We will manage our subordinates well."

This was the most frustrating moment for the Grand Elder, but there was nothing he could do; he couldn't watch the Tianshan Sword Sect be destroyed here.

Cen Yu's strength may not be enough to truly slaughter the Tianshan Sword Sect, but Cen Yu's master and uncles are not to be trifled with.

Some of them have ascended to heaven, while others are in seclusion and haven't come out for a long time, but that doesn't mean they won't come out.

The Grand Elder dared not gamble; he dared not risk the entire Tianshan Sword Sect.

Cen Yu led the Xuanfu Sect members away, while the remaining disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect took their own sect's disciples back with them.

The competition wasn't over yet, but the Tianshan Sword Sect withdrew voluntarily. Chi Xing didn't seem to care much about this; he just kept praising Cen Yu.

They praised him as a celestial being descended to earth, praised his excellent fighting skills, and called him the most powerful person they had ever seen.

This made Cen Yu roll her eyes at him, and her anger subsided.

But when night fell, Akahoshi looked at the closed door and almost cried.

"Ayu, please let me go inside to sleep. I was wrong."

"Heh, reflect on your actions. You can sleep by yourself until the game is over."

Cen Yu's voice was cold and ruthless, chilling Chi Xing to the bone.

He grew angrier the more he thought about it, so he went to the next room and his soul entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

The souls of the crab and Bai Xu are each locked in a metal cage, and the two are arguing, each trying to shift the blame.

Upon seeing Akahoshi enter, Crab911 quickly stood up: "Waaah, sir, spare me! I'm innocent! It was Shirai who kidnapped me!"