Chapter 1363 Can you remove the turbid air?

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Song Chunxue was led to a secluded alley.

Just as I was about to swoop down, I heard a clear voice, like that of a five-year-old child, or perhaps a little girl!

But she didn't have time to think much. She instinctively turned over and sat on the wall, looking down at the layout of the alley below.

They had already set up a trap, just waiting for her to fall for it.

"You're quite alert, aren't you? Too bad, you're already surrounded."

Turning her head, Song Chunxue saw five people of different shapes standing around her. She had never seen such a diverse group before.

Their unorthodox martial arts techniques caused the whites of their eyes to occupy most of their eye sockets, making their black pupils appear excessively small and eerily strange.

Song Chunxue made a quick decision and threw down thirty-two chess pieces.

"What is that?"

One of them jumped up in surprise.

"It's best not to let our guard down; this person is not easy to deal with."

"Hmph, his terrifying weapon has been lured away. As long as we kill him and seize the weapon, we can consider it as completing the task assigned by the sect leader."

"Enough talk, let's go!"

Song Chunxue stepped back, and two short swords flew out in a spinning motion. She drew the Overlord Sword from behind her back and met the disheveled man's attack.

Sparks flew as the three attacked Song Chunxue simultaneously.

"Clang clang clang!"

The three swift and ruthless blows nearly brought Song Chunxue to her knees.

But she had already channeled her fierce power into the Overlord Sword, took a deep breath, focused her energy in her dantian, and kicked off with her left foot, "Hmm!"

"Bang... Hiss~ Crack!"

The three of them flew straight out and crashed into different places.

One of them, who was short, hit his forehead on a stone pillar and immediately passed out.

Meanwhile, the other two were still being chased by those two short swords that had hardly ever seen blood.

Her short swords and daggers all possess sword spirits. Although they are not as powerful as Wuyou's, they can still easily inflict wounds on their bodies.

"You bastard, you've got quite a lot of stuff, ptooey!" A shifty-looking man stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with malice. "We must capture her; she's got a lot of good stuff!"

Song Chunxue's eyes darkened, and she stomped her foot, "Stop!"

The formation of thirty-two chess pieces was instantly grasped, and she closed her five fingers together, "Grab it again!"

The Overlord Sword floated to the side, its cold, imposing sword light emanating from it.

"Ugh!"

The two knelt on the ground together. Song Chunxue suddenly curled her lips into a smile. She saw beads of good color and different hues on the chests of these people.

This must be something good; if I'm not mistaken, these beads are golden pills.

"Senior, spare me, spare me, I'll give you anything..." A woman whose original appearance was no longer recognizable, her pale face like silver frost, knelt on the ground in terror, her head tilted back as she stiffly begged for mercy.

"You wicked woman! Release her at once..."

With her other hand, Song Chunxue used a rattan cane to grab the weapons from their hands, her expression calm and composed as she commented, "You're not exactly kind either, with poisoned embroidery needles and darts laced with corpse poison."

In the blink of an eye, she clenched her fists tightly, and the three people on the ground collapsed with a cracking sound.

Then, she used the white pill to take out the golden pills of the three of them and put them into a porcelain jar.

The two people in the distance, who had just thought they had the upper hand, turned around and saw the fate of their companions, and immediately tried to run away.

"Keep alive."

It was the voice of the Overlord, gentle and sweet like a child's.

Song Chunxue couldn't help but turn her head and laugh, "Why do you have this voice? It's not as domineering as your name suggests."

Since the overlord has spoken, he must have a reason for sparing their lives.

The black and white chess pieces, their strings wrapped around their ankles, loosened, and they fell to the ground, their bodies shrouded in a hazy black mist, as if curled up together.

“Your sins are grave, you aided and abetted evil,” Song Chunxue placed her hand on the head of the shorter, thinner man, and asked in a casual tone, “Where were you from before?”

She detected that the evil energy in this person had entered his internal organs, but had not yet completely invaded his heart.

Out of curiosity, she grabbed a wisp of black mist, only to find that it fell to the ground and dissipated.

"You...you can dispel turbid air?"