Chapter 52 The 1-Sword Sorcerer

Seeing the body falling, Su Xiuyi didn't show any expression, Po Xu Tong glanced into the distance, and the word "Jing" appeared beside her, and the blood on her body disappeared instantly.

Then the word "healing" appeared, and the scars were quickly stopped.

At the same time, the word 'Jing' was pushed to the extreme, and Su Xiuyi cleaned up all the traces of herself here, and after confirming that it was correct, she took Wang Cheng away through the air.

Wang Cheng didn't die, he was just eroded by the power of death and fell into a coma.

Su Xiuyi once again urged the word "Jing" to dispel the power of death in Wang Cheng's body, and headed for the distance.

Hundreds of miles away, the eyes of the disciples of Nantian Academy were full of despair.

There was Wang Cheng before, but now that Wang Cheng is not there, it is even more disadvantageous.

The people from the Tianmo Sect followed closely behind, and in an instant, they formed a siege around them.

"Fight!"

The two leaders looked dignified.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"A fight to the death?"

"Then let's see, what kind of abilities do the disciples of Nantian Academy have?"

An elder of the Tianmo Sect, with a gloomy voice, grabbed the leader's young man with a big skeleton hand, with a ghostly aura that made people shudder.

"Great Sword!"

The young man roared furiously, Yu Jian killed, and at the same time activated a will letter with the word 'positive'.

The Haoran sword was blessed by the orthodox will text. With this sword, the righteousness of Haoran increased sharply, and it was somewhat restrained against the ghostly aura cultivated by the elders of the Tianmo Sect.

However, the difference in strength was too great. When the attacks collided together, the young man's face was pale, his teeth were gritted, his body couldn't stop kicking his hind legs, and the arm holding the sword was directly twisted off by the ghost hand.

Beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and the excruciating pain almost made him pass out.

When I met people from the Tianmo Sect before, they were mostly intimidating, but this time it was different. These people were killing moves as soon as they made a move. They were extremely ruthless and would never die.

The opponent's will word 'ghost' erupted with a terrifying ghostly aura, eroding away at his wound.

"Brother!"

A figure came at a very high speed, desperately blocking the attack of the master of the Heavenly Demon Cult.

"Stop playing, kill quickly, it's time to withdraw!"

The elder of the Tianmo Sect said in a cold voice as he saw some disciples still teasing the disciples of the academy.

Hearing the elder's icy voice, the expressions of the disciples of the Tianmo Sect changed, and they were no longer teasing and calling for their lives.

"Don't worry about me, break through quickly, or we will all die today!"

Seeing that the people of the Tianmo Sect were not holding back their hands at this moment, and one by one erupted into horrific attacks, the young man looked extremely anxious.

However, as soon as his voice fell, everyone's faces turned pale, because a bloody formation rose up, imprisoning the void, and a huge will word 'kill' was suspended in the void.

Now, it is impossible to break through desperately.

The willpower of the people of the Tianmo Sect gathered together, and the killing words in the void became more and more terrifying. In the killing words, bloody sword shadows emerged.

The next moment, streaks of bloody sword energy erupted, killing everyone.

Under the confinement of the large formation, facing this terrifying blood-colored sword energy, everyone was completely desperate.

When he was about to die, in a trance, he seemed to see a figure in white clothes appearing in the void.

On this white-clothed figure, he felt the terrifying sword intent.

But at the next moment, everyone felt in horror that this was not an illusion, but a real existence.

Because at this moment, the blood-colored sword energy that was killing the disciples of the blood palace stopped in the void for an instant, as if it was imprisoned.

"Shut up!"

At this moment, whether it was the disciples of Nantian Academy or the people of Tianmo Sect, everyone's eyes were full of horror, and they looked at the white figure above the void in disbelief, walking step by step.

"That's, that's Wang Cheng!"

"We are saved, this must be a senior in our academy!"

Seeing Su Xiuyi strolling over, these disciples in the void finally showed hope in their despairing eyes.

However, compared to the surprise of the school disciples, the bodies of these people from the Tianmo Sect trembled violently, their eyes were full of despair, and even their souls were trembling.

At this moment, Su Xiuyi made a move, slashing at these people from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The terrifying death sword intent erupted, as if the gate of hell had opened. These people of the Tianmo Sect felt that Su Xiuyi was the real demon at this moment, and the sky was full of sword shadows, crushing them like a tsunami.

Scoff!

The ear-piercing cutting sounded, and the large formation of the Heavenly Demon Sect was torn apart in an instant, and the sky filled with sword lights fell.

"This large formation is so unbearable that even one-tenth of its strength can't bear it. It should take some strength, it's wasted!"

Seeing that the formation was broken by a knife, and at the same time that this knife killed all the people of the Tianmo Sect, Su Xiuyi couldn't help being speechless, because at this moment there were gullies on the ground, all caused by the knife energy.

Hearing Su Xiuyi's words, the eyes of all the survivors on the ground were filled with shock.

Such a terrifying attack is only one-tenth of its strength.

"Thank you brother for saving my life!"

They took a deep breath one by one, and then there was a look of admiration in their eyes, and they saluted Su Xiuyi, because Su Xiuyi's attire was no different from before.

"You don't need to be polite. In fact, I have caused everyone to suffer. Some people just want to lure me to show up and kill me. Take care of Wang Cheng. It's safe now. The elders of the academy should also show up."

Su Xiuyi left Wang Cheng behind, and her body disappeared.

"Ok?"

After going through this test of life and death, these disciples have also matured. When they heard Su Xiuyi's words, their faces changed, because it was true that the Tianmo Sect had been teasing them before, and finally wanted to kill them.

However, after looking at each other, the strange colors on their faces disappeared.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the elders of Nantian Academy descended. Ji Zhan looked at everyone and asked, "Are you all right? It's my mistake."

Ji Zhan frowned slightly as he looked at the saber intent contained in the remaining ravines on the ground.

"If that mysterious senior brother hadn't arrived, we would all have died today." The young man who lost one arm, his eyes fell on Ji Zhan, observing secretly.

"That's good, all the elders, you escort these disciples back, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Ji Zhan said perfunctorily, Ji Zhan was very restless at the moment, because all the people who came to Xuntian Pavilion this time died.

However, these disciples looked at Ji Zhan's indifferent expression, their eyes were reddish, and after thinking about Su Xiuyi's words before, they realized that they might be used as bait.

These school elders immediately sent the school disciples away.

Ji Zhan glanced around, frowned, the next moment his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he came to the place where Su Xiuyi and Xuntian Pavilion were fighting.

Ji Zhan appeared with a will text, collecting the surrounding breath, but his expression was extremely ugly.

"Damn it, you actually cleaned up this place without leaving any clues.