Become a peerless sword fairy after passing through the book

Chapter 29 Combat
Shu Yuehen was swept away by someone in the wind, and she didn't respond until the wind stopped and threw her into a small valley.

She pretended to have just woken up and screamed in terror.

This valley is very small, sandwiched between two big mountains, yellow weeds grow wantonly, branches of more than a dozen dead trees on both sides dance with the wind, and in the middle is a dry river, full of large and small pebbles.

After Shu Yuehen finished screaming, she stood up and looked around, her heart sank.

There were seventeen or eight female corpses around her. The female corpses were killed in various ways. Some were strangled to death, some were thrown to death, some had their limbs broken, and some were bled to death.

Shu Yuehen recognized the way of death of the female corpses, and was greatly surprised by the cruel perversion of the murderer. These women did not die from spells, but were tortured to death by the murderer himself, just like perverted cats, enjoying their despair and screams before death.

"Why don't you bark? Bitch!"

The murderer sat on a dead tree and asked eerie questions.

He looked like a tall and thin young man, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, his pretty face turned hideous and terrifying due to excessive excitement.

His eyeballs were bloodshot, and the aura in his body was no longer peaceful, but very violent.

This monk is about to be possessed.

It was the first time Shu Yuehen saw the monk who was about to become enchanted, and felt fresh.

She was unwilling to continue pretending, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you want to kill people?"

The monk in yellow didn't answer this question. His mind was no longer clear, and he didn't notice that Shu Yuehen's reaction at this time was not what ordinary people should have.

"You damned woman who beat and scolded her husband at will! I will torture you and pay back a hundred times the pain I have suffered all these years."

He pulled out a long golden whip and lashed towards Shu Yuehen.

Shu Yuehen flew to dodge, and used his consciousness to draw the white lotus robe from the sword pouch, put it on in an instant, and then drew the white cloud sword, and a long sword emitting white light appeared in his hand.

As soon as the Baiyun sword came out, Shu Yuehen's momentum changed, and he stabbed the monk in yellow with the sword.

Although the monk in yellow was dizzy, his fighting instinct was still there. With a wave of his sleeve, the dead tree under him rose from the ground and smashed towards Shu Yuehen.

But Shu Yuehen's speed was too fast, she walked around the dead tree like the wind, and the Baiyun sword in her hand had already pierced in front of the yellow-clothed monk.

The monk in yellow couldn't react in time. The jade pendant hanging around his neck sensed the external impact, and he spontaneously protected the Lord, attracting spiritual energy to turn into a blue mask to block the blow.

He hastily activated the protective magic weapon all over his body, layer after layer of aura brushed out, covering him from head to toe, like a ball of light, he couldn't even see his face clearly.

At the juncture of life and death, the yellow-clothed monk came to his senses and realized that he had arrested the wrong person this time, not a mortal woman but a female cultivator.

The monk in yellow floated out of the air at this time, and Shu Yuehen was standing on top of another big tree.

The friar in yellow was surprised and angry: "This fellow Taoist, why do you want to attack me?"

"Why? Look at these corpses, have you forgotten what you did? Now your retribution has arrived, so die!"

Shu Yuehen held the sword and was about to attack again, the yellow-clothed monk hurriedly said: "But I kill mortals, and mortals have such a short lifespan, so what does it matter if they die a few years earlier!"

This person hid in the mask, like a tortoise shell. He made up his mind to hide in the tortoise shell and not come out. Shu Yuehen stabbed with a sword, breaking several layers of spiritual light, and then emitted several layers of spiritual light to protect him.

This is the opponent that sword repairers hate the most. Maximize the defense, be beaten passively, and be more patient than sword repairers.

The cultivator in yellow wanted to run, but he couldn't match the speed of the sword cultivator. Shu Yuehen stopped him in the air and returned to the valley.

Shu Yuehen reminded herself to be patient, treating him as a target for sword practice, she didn't believe that she couldn't break his tortoise shell.

She beat her and asked, "Weren't you a mortal before? You were oppressed by your Taoist companion. Instead of dealing with her, you tortured and killed these mortal women. What's the point of practicing Taoism like this? Even if you achieve immortality, you will always be beaten and scolded by your Taoist companion. Is such a long life worth pursuing?"

The yellow-clothed monk became angrier the more he heard it: "What's none of your business?"

Shu Yuehen deliberately provoked him into anger: "Let me guess, how did your Taoist beat you? Did she beat you with a whip? She strangled your neck? She grabbed your head and hit the wall? Oh, you are a monk, you can't break it if you want to. And why did you break that mortal woman's limbs? Did your Taoist do this to you? She is really too much! Why did you let that mortal woman bleed to death? Did your Taoist treat you before? alive?"

The monk in yellow had a dark complexion and was unable to suppress his demons. Enraged by Shu Yuehen, he no longer defended himself layer by layer, but resorted to a square gold seal, which rapidly expanded to the size of a mill, and pressed against Shu Yuehen.

Seeing that he had completely lost his mind, Shu Yuehen stepped back, leaped over the square gold seal with the white cloud sword, and hit the yellow-clothed monk's face directly, while the green mist sword flew out of the sword pouch, and circled around to attack the yellow-clothed monk's back head.

The frontal protection of the yellow-clothed Xiuyi blocked Shu Yuehen's Baiyun Sword, but there was a weak point in the back of the head protection, which was broken through by the Qingyu Sword.

The friar in yellow thought he was going to die, but Shu Yuehen only broke through his sea of ​​qi, and his aura leaked out crazily. Shu Yuehen restrained his vitals, and he couldn't move his whole body.

Shu Yuehen threw him in the middle of those mortal women's corpses, and asked coldly:

"I want to know, who is covering you behind your back and conniving at you to do such evil things?"

The yellow-clothed monk's eyes were red and he cursed angrily, "Bitch! You bastard!"

Shu Yuehen thought that he would not torture to extract a confession, so he didn't want to bear it any longer, and prepared to kill him with a sword.

At this time, a deep voice sounded: "This fellow Taoist, keep someone under the sword! This person cannot be killed!"

Shu Yuehen looked up, and saw a middle-aged Taoist with a long beard leading Lin Jingyong standing on a white cloud falling from the sky.

That white cloud was the magic weapon of the middle-aged Taoist, and he calmly put it away after it landed.

And Lin Jingyong ran over with a look of surprise: "Wei Xia! Are you okay!"

"It's okay, it's someone else who has something to do!"

Shu Yuehen looked at the middle-aged Taoist: "Who is this?"

Lin Jingyong quickly introduced: "This is the head Wu of our Zhenfu Sect. He is here to help us."

Head Wu looked at the group of female corpses and the monk in yellow who was restrained by Shu Yuehen, frowned deeply, and sighed:

"Bai Yuting, I didn't expect you to do such evil things. Years of practice have been wasted!"

It turned out that the real name of the monk in yellow was Bai Yuting.

Bai Yuting ignored him at all, and still scolded Shu Yuehen angrily: "Bitch! You're going to die!"

Shu Yuehen said impatiently: "Master Wu! I think it's better to kill this person."

(End of this chapter)