Chapter 957: Capture Su Yi alive and kill all the others!
And in the depths of the dense forest three miles away from Tianyan Sect, fifty dark shadows were hiding among the mottled shadows of the trees like ghosts.
Their figures are looming, as if blending into the surrounding environment.
The scarred man in the lead suddenly pulled at his black robe, revealing a token with the word "West" engraved on it around his waist.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring closely at the track left by the flying beast in the sky.
He snorted coldly, seeming somewhat dissatisfied with the departure of Su Yi and others.
Then, he quickly pinched his fingers and summoned a communication talisman.
"Clan leader, I just saw Young Master Su and Su Chenyin leaving Tianyan Sect on a flying beast, but I didn't see Ximen Li."
His voice was low and hoarse, and was transmitted to Ximen Lie in the Ximen family through the communication talisman.
The communication talisman vibrated slightly, and Ximen Lie's voice came from the other end.
The voice was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, and there was also an uncontrollable anger suppressed in it: "Since they have already left Tianyan Sect, you must secretly capture Su Yi back immediately, and you must bring him back alive!"
"As for the others, no one can be left alive, kill them all! Especially that Su Chenyin, we must not let her escape, we must root her out!"
Ximen Lie's voice echoed in the air, carrying a hint of chill.
Ximen Lie cursed in his heart, damn it, Shuang'er's condition is getting more and more serious, but Ximen Li can't be found.
There was no other way but to capture Su Yi, who had a pure yang body, and use his heart as a medicine to cure Shuang'er.
As for Su Yi's pure yang body, it can be transplanted to the Ximen disciple he has found.
After Shuang'er recovers from her illness, he will let her practice dual cultivation with him to improve their cultivation.
The scarred man felt nervous, of course he knew how important Su Yi was to the Ximen family.
Su Yi possesses a pure yang body, which is a rare physique in the world and is of great benefit to cultivation.
The eldest daughter of the Ximen family, Ximen Shuang'er, is now seriously ill. Ximen Li, who has a pure yin body, has escaped. Only Su Yi's heart can serve as a medicine to cure her illness.
"Yes, Chief!" The scarred man spoke in a low voice, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes for an instant.
He turned his head sharply and made a silent command gesture to the people behind him.
Fifty black shadows were like arrows shot from a bow, stepping on the treetops, chasing Su Chenyin and the others in front.
Wherever it passed, the branches shook, startling a flock of crows, which flapped their wings and flew into the sky.
On Yan Ling's back, Jun Yijue sat behind Su Chenyin, his chin resting on her shoulder.
He put his hands around Su Chenyin's slender waist from behind, and with a little force, he held her tightly in his arms.
Jun Yijue's long black hair fluttered freely in the wind, intertwining with Su Chenyin's hair, forming a beautiful and unique picture.
His expression seemed nonchalant.
In fact, his spiritual consciousness had already become like an invisible net, covering an area of ten miles in radius.
Suddenly, Jun Yijue's brows frowned slightly, as if he sensed something unusual.
His eyes were as fast as lightning, quickly sweeping around and finally stopping in a certain direction.
"Yinyin," he whispered in secret, the voice directly entering Su Chenyin's mind, "someone is following us."
Su Chenyin's body shook slightly, and her pupils shrank slightly in an instant.
But there was no expression on her face, and she continued to chat and laugh with Jun Yijue, as if nothing had happened.
While fixing her hair, she also sent a voice message back, "Someone from the Ximen family?"
Jun Yijue's eyes swept across the endless mountains below like an eagle, and his voice rang out in Su Chenyin's mind: "It's almost certain."
His tone was calm and decisive, "They have been following us since we left Tianyan Sect."
A hint of coldness flashed across Su Chenyin's eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As the sun was setting, she suggested to everyone, "It's getting late, how about we rest for a night in the woods ahead?"
She pointed her finger toward the dense woods below, and it looked like a normal suggestion.
"Okay." Su Yi nodded, and he also found someone following him.
Lu Ziche and others also noticed the tail behind them. They naturally knew the meaning of Su Chenyin's sudden proposal.
Everyone responded and landed together in a relatively open area in the woods.
The ancient trees here are towering, and their treetops cover the sky like a canopy. Only a few scattered rays of moonlight shine through the gaps between the leaves and fall on the ground.
Chu Moxiao skillfully lit a bonfire, and the blazing flames reflected on everyone's face, casting swaying shadows.
The warmth of the campfire dispelled the chill of the night and made people feel a sense of comfort and peace of mind.
Su Chenyin stood up suddenly without any warning and scanned the darkness around him with sharp eyes.
“I’ve been chasing you for so long, why don’t you come out?” Her voice echoed in the silent woods, filled with sarcasm and disdain.
There was a dead silence in the woods, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind echoing in the air.
Suddenly, fifty black shadows appeared from all directions and surrounded Su Chenyin and others.
These people were all dressed in black with the word "Xi" embroidered in gold on their chests.
Everyone wore a hideous ghost mask, making it impossible to see their true faces.
"Little girl, I didn't expect you to be so alert." The scarred man in the lead sneered.
His voice was like the sound of metal friction, harsh and unpleasant, making people shudder.
"Xi?" Su Chenyin glanced at the family emblem on their clothes, his face darkened, "Ximen family? Were you sent by Ximen Lie?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" The scarred man in the lead shouted, pulling out the scimitar from his waist, "Today you will not leave here alive!"
He waved his hands violently, "Kill! Capture Su Yi alive, and kill everyone else!"
Fifty assassins suddenly pounced on their prey like hungry tigers. The flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined in an instant, illuminating the entire forest.
Their movements were in perfect unison, obviously they had undergone long-term training and their coordination was extremely tacit.
Six of them went straight for Su Yi like lightning, while the rest attacked Su Chenyin, Jun Yijue and the others.
Su Chenyin's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent flashed across her eyes.
Before she could make a move, a silver-white figure flashed like a ghost and blocked her way.
The figure was as bright as the silver moon, emitting a heart-pounding aura.
Jun Yijue's face was as gloomy as water. He waved his wide sleeves, and the world seemed to suddenly become quiet.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and all the dead men's movements were frozen in mid-air as if they were under a spell.
He flicked his slender fingers lightly, and an invisible wave spread out like ripples.
"Destroy!"
With this casual word, the fifty assassins stiffened at the same time, as if they were hit by a powerful force.
Then, their bodies exploded from the inside like broken porcelain dolls.
There was no scene of blood splattering, nor any horrific picture. The bodies of these dead soldiers were directly turned into powder and blown away by the wind.
The whole process was as fast as lightning, just a matter of breath, and the forest returned to silence, as if those people had never appeared.
Only a few fallen leaves on the ground that were cut by the sword energy proved that what had just happened was not an illusion.