Aiming for the Immortal Path

Su Twelve smiled calmly and said: "But... if it is delayed any longer, this fellow Taoist scholar with a wonderful pen may be in danger of his life."

"If he was really deliberately plotting his plan, then he would be worthy of his death. However, if that were the case, Old Monster Huang wouldn't kill him, or he must have another way to save his life!"

Chu Hongyue continued to speak, with murderous intent in her eyes.

"Oh? Junior sister, don't worry. The other party sincerely helped, but died in the hands of that old monster Huang." Su Twelve raised his brows slightly and said with a smile.

In his heart, he secretly thought: After so many years of not seeing each other, Chu Hongyue, this junior sister, is getting more and more sinister!

However, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

He knows the cruelty of the world of immortality far better than anyone else. This is a world where individuals cannibalize people.

If you are not evil, you don’t know how you died.

Without even thinking about it, Chu Hongyue shook her head decisively and said, "No! With Senior Brother Su here, it is not difficult to save his life at the critical moment."

Su Twelve smiled and said: "Junior sister is so sure, I will definitely help?"

Chu Hongyue said calmly: "Old Monster Huang is from the Demonic Shadow Palace. We have also heard about the grudges between Senior Brother Su and the Demonic Shadow Palace."

"Whether Senior Miaobi Scholar sincerely helps or not, it is a fact that the two are fighting now. As long as senior brother chooses the opportunity to take action, whether it is to kill or severely injure the old monster Huang, the strength of the Demonic Shadow Palace can be reduced."

"Such a good opportunity, I believe senior brother, it is impossible to miss it!"

Chu Hongyue said, with a faint smile showing at the corner of her mouth.

Su Twelve raised the corners of his mouth, did not speak again, and nodded slightly, which was equivalent to acquiescing to Chu Hongyue's conjecture.

Trying to weaken the strength of the Shadow Palace was also his initial consideration.

Over the years, his deeds in Huanxing Sect have already spread. Knowing this information, he was not surprised at all that Chu Hongyue could guess his thoughts.

His eyes fell on Scholar Miaobi and Old Monster Huang again. Su Twelve silently mobilized the true energy in his body. He also put away the Wuchen Sword in his hand and replaced it with a relatively ordinary first-grade magic weapon flying sword.

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Compared to Chu Hongyue, he thought more and further.

When facing people from the Demonic Shadow Palace or other outsiders, you must not expose even the slightest bit of your identity when you are not sure that you can kill them with one blow.

There are still five years left before the agreed layout with Ren Yunzong. It will not be a good thing if he is targeted by the Lord before then.

The more times like this come, the less likely we are to create extraneous problems!

Time passes slowly.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Luoyan was already facing the bombardment of the third wave of thirty-nine or twenty heavenly tribulations.

Under the bombardment of the catastrophe, Shen Luoyan's clothes were already messy, and his snow-white skin was torn.

Only the proud body, standing with the sword in hand, showed no trace of fear.

The sword moved in his hand, bringing up fierce winds and fire, rising into the sky, and the blazing flames dyed the sky red.

In the light of the fire, Shen Luoyan advanced instead of retreating, using his body to attract the thunder, and flew straight into the clouds of calamity.

On the other hand, the situation of Miaobi Scholar in another battlefield became increasingly grim under the continuous attacks of Old Monster Huang.

"Scholar Miaobi, if you seek death on your own initiative, don't blame me for not caring about our past friendship."

"Die!!!"

"Flying into the sky!"

Old Monster Huang shouted loudly, and danced the whisk in his hand again. Before the move was released, majestic power surged in the air.

The pressure in the field rose sharply, the sky and the earth changed color, and everything became silent.

At this moment, it seems that the moment of separation between life and death has arrived.

On the other hand, the hand holding the pen is shaking constantly.

His injuries were so severe that he was unable to withstand this astonishing move.

The firm eyes reveal an even more decisive look!

"Not good, the scholar with his wonderful pen is in the current state

, absolutely cannot block this move. "

"Fighting to such an extent is almost life-threatening. It seems that the possibility that he and Old Monster Huang are in a group is not very high."

Seeing this scene, Chu Hongyue was moved and immediately turned to look at Su Twelve.

Su Twelve's expression remained calm and indifferent. ??

But the moment Chu Hongyue finished speaking, her body swayed and disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist An, I'm here to help you!"

When people move, the sound has already arrived.

Then the sword's light was like a rainbow, its sharp edge was overwhelming, like an overwhelming wave of sword intent.

The sudden sound startled both Scholar Miaobi and Old Man Huang.

In an instant, Old Monster Huang looked at Scholar Miaobi, and a flash of surprise that was not easily noticed flashed across his eyes.

But without thinking too much, he felt the threat from the sword behind him.

Old Monster Huang's heart trembled and he changed his moves decisively.

The dust flew in his hand, and he launched a majestic offensive, facing the sword light directly.

The two moves converged, and the astonishing energy spread, stirring up hundreds of feet of dust and covering the figures of several people present.

In the rolling dust, a figure holding a sword, like a phantom, rushed in front of Old Monster Huang in the blink of an eye.

The cold sword light reflected in the corner of Huang Old Monster's eyes.

"not good!"

Old Monster Huang screamed and reacted quickly.

"The world is turned upside down!"

He waved the whisk in his hand again, causing the airflow around him to twist and turn, forcibly changing the direction of the sword light.

Instant changes, instant victory or defeat.

The sword passed, the wind blew, and the dust dispersed.

The old monster Huang was flying in the air, holding the whisk magic weapon tightly in his arm, but fell to the ground with the wind.

Blood spurted out from his broken arm like a fountain.

The complexion on his face became pale and faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"

Who are you...? "

The true energy surged in his body, and Old Monster Huang quickly used his kung fu to suppress the gushing blood.

With vigilant eyes, he quickly turned his head to look at the figure appearing behind him.

Next to Su Twelve, a second-grade magical flying sword hung in the air, standing proudly.

Compared with just now, his appearance and temperament have undergone astonishing changes at this time.

He was majestic and his facial features became quite handsome.

Wearing a gorgeous outfit not only shows your cultivation and strength, but also your style.

His cold eyes were even more arrogant.

If he didn't know the basics and knew ahead of time, seeing him like this, no one would ever associate him with the name Su Twelve.

"What's the point of knowing this for a dying person!"

Indifferently spoke, Su Twelve made a sword gesture with his hand, and the flying sword next to him moved again, the cold sword light brought with it awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"Death? Fellow Taoist cultivation is indeed not bad, but if you want to kill the old Taoist, it is too simple to think!"

Old Monster Huang snorted coldly.

The moment he finished speaking, before Su Twelve could use his sword, three black wooden nails struck first, and it was a sneak attack.

The wooden nail exuded a deep chill and hit the three key points of Su Twelve's eyebrows, heart and dantian.

At the moment when the move was launched, space fluctuations appeared all over the old monster Huang, and his body swayed and disappeared directly.

Then an unwilling and angry voice came from the distant sky.

"The mountains are high and the roads are long. Next time we meet, I will definitely seek revenge for my broken arm from you!!"

Facing the three black wooden nails that were coming towards him, Su Twelve remained calm and moved his sword according to his movements. Three sword beams shot out without hesitation, hitting the three black wooden nails respectively.

With a wave of his hand, he directly put these three wooden nail magic weapons into his sleeves.

Listening to the distant voice and looking in the direction where the old monster Huang disappeared, Su Twelve looked calm, and the murderous intent in his eyes not only did not disappear, but became more intense.