Now That You Know I Was Right, Why Are You All Apologizing Now?

"Su Nian, you've conspired with the demon clan, murdered fellow disciples, and the evidence is conclusive. Yet you still refuse to repent! For the sake of your contributions to the sect, we...

Chapter 71 Su Nian VS Leng Fentian

After uttering the last sentence, Su Nian unleashed a sword strike!

The sword light flashed with a strong red glow, as if countless spider lilies were blooming at the same time.

He lowered his gaze and slashed with his sword, his voice like that of a heartless messenger from hell.

"The sword that shatters past karma, a single sword to cross to the other shore."

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light enveloped the sword, and a breathtaking sword light, like a painting, swept across the entire sky!

The scroll depicts many exquisite spider lilies, their petals invisible and gently passing through the puppets' bodies, like a soft, large hand caressing their cheeks.

All the puppets stopped moving.

Leng Fentian frowned, looking at the scene with puzzlement.

"What kind of move is that?"

However, the next second, his eyes suddenly widened!

The enchanting painting of the other shore suddenly transformed into a soul-binding spectacle! Countless spider lilies exploded simultaneously! The beautiful petals became weapons of soul-binding, and in an instant, all the puppets were shattered to pieces!

They turned into fragments and fell from the sky, like a twilight rain.

At the same time, a string of words appeared on Su Nian's chest.

123 experts at the Refinement Realm have been killed.

All the demons watching were dumbfounded.

They stared at Su Nian with their jaws agape, their eyes filled with nothing but fear.

"One sword strike wiped out over a hundred cursed puppets of the Cursed Demon Clan. What... what level of martial skill is this? Mid-Earth Rank? High-Earth Rank? No... even a Mahayana stage expert with a high-Earth Rank martial skill couldn't so easily kill hundreds of Void Refinement stage experts, right? This level of performance... could it be a Heaven Rank martial skill?!"

It's unclear which powerful demon made this analysis, but the demons looked at Su Nian with nothing but fear.

A human capable of wielding Heavenly Rank martial arts has entered the Demon Clan's battlefield! Doesn't this mean that, if he so desires, everyone is at his mercy?

Leng Fentian stared at the wood chips falling like evening rain, unable to recover for a long time.

However, he adjusted himself very quickly and soon realized what was happening, issuing an order without hesitation!

"Take out your life-cursed puppets! This person must be a top genius of the human race! We must capture him today no matter what!"

After Leng Fentian shouted, many powerful cultivators of the Cursed Demon Clan at the Mahayana stage also reacted.

They all unleashed their strongest cursed puppets! Each cursed demon's natal cursed puppet possesses the same level of power as its original form!

The Cursed Demon Clan differs from other demon clans in that, in addition to enslaving the weak, their curse power can also create a cursed puppet of the same level as their original self.

It is precisely because of this ability to easily create an absolute advantage of two against one that the Cursed Demon Clan is able to occupy the top three positions among the nine major demon clans!

Leng Fentian was very cautious. After summoning his natal cursed puppet, he chose to step back, creating distance between himself and Su Nian, and let the natal cursed puppet go up.

If the cursed puppet dies, at most his cultivation level will drop drastically, but if I die, then I'm truly dead!

The other cursed demons made the same choice. After summoning their own cursed puppets, all the cursed demons began to retreat and create distance.

Upon seeing this, Su Nian couldn't help but smile.

He stood atop the scorched rock, sword in hand, the wind whipping his robes in the breeze.

"Leng Fentian," Su Nian asked softly, "who came up with the idea that your brother secretly infiltrated the Nine Provinces and turned the elders and sect leaders of the major human sects into cursed puppets?"

Su Nian's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached Leng Fentian's ears.

He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Su Nian, and said, "You want to know?"

"No, just asking casually." Su Nian picked up her sword.

He remained fearless as he watched the dozens of Mahayana-stage cursed puppets rushing towards him.

"Whether it's you or your father who made this decision, it doesn't matter anymore. Originally, I didn't plan to take this risk to kill you today, but since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, I'll take this opportunity to repay you a hundredfold for the suffering Qiu Shan endured!"

Leng Fentian was taken aback by Su Nian's words, then chuckled, "It seems my brother cursed someone very important to you in Kyushu?"

Su Nian did not reply, and Leng Fentian did not say anything more.

As dozens of Mahayana-stage cursed puppets were about to rush towards Su Nian, he narrowed his eyes, preparing to see how Su Nian would respond.

As the first Mahayana-stage cursed puppet approached Su Nian, Su Nian raised her sword, and the blade clashed with its sharp fingernails! Sparks flew, and the two remained locked in a stalemate.

At the same time, another Mahayana-stage cursed puppet circled around behind Su Nian, wielding a meteor hammer, and slammed it down on Su Nian!

Su Nian instantly bent down to dodge, and slapped the cursed puppet in the waist with one hand. The next second, the hammer smashed into the face of the cursed puppet that had been locked in a stalemate with Su Nian!

Immediately, someone in the Great Ascension stage of the Cursed Demon Clan spat out a mouthful of blood!

He wiped his mouth and angrily rebuked the people around him, "Keep an eye on them! Don't hit people randomly!"

The person being scolded was completely bewildered.

He had clearly controlled the cursed puppet very well, so why did it end up hurting his teammates?

After a brief hesitation, he simply took it as his own mistake, gave an embarrassed smile, and said, "Sorry, sorry... It was just a small mistake, it won't happen again."

The man snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Leng Fentian frowned.

These dozen or so people are all elites of the demon race he cursed, how could they make such a basic mistake?

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