Chapter 1296: Chapter 745: Shen Xuan, Divine Arts Twelve Dragons (Xia Liqiu +6)_2

The sunken chest of Shen Xuan had completely healed, though his face was still somewhat pale. As he looked up, he saw Sui Yi looking his way...

Although there was no movement yet, he still sensed the invisible killing intent locked onto him.

Then, there was Hell’s Wan Ge, bound by Demon Que, as if one of his arms had been severed!

However, Shen Xuan neither retreated nor yielded, his hand grasped the ground, and lifted!

The whole earth seemed to be lifted by him!

Boom!

A monstrous snow wave surged, on either side were Shi Feixuan and others against Hu Xiao and the rest, they witnessed with their own eyes the crashing, overwhelming snow layers like the collapse of a snow peak...

Just as Sui Yi had lifted a wave of snow with a single sword stroke, only several times stronger.

Yet,... Sui Yi was not like them!

With Demon Que controlling Hell’s Wan Ge, Sui Yi seemed destined to have no weapon at her disposal. But she walked, her indigo cape billowing, leaving no trace in the snow as she moved... hand... a swipe, whoosh!

A beam sliced out from her fingertips, a ten-meter arc, cut! Open!

A gaping chasm sliced through, beneath, all became a white blur with snow drifting everywhere.

Sui Yi traversed a hundred meters in one step, two steps to cross the snowy trail, coming before Shen Xuan...

Shen Xuan had no escape, moreover, he would not retreat.

Hand seals!

Divine Arts arise!

Hiss! A dozen splintered snow layers coalesced, forming twelve robust snow dragons, roaring!

Even masters like Hu Xiao were extremely shocked by such methods.

But the majesty and power of Divine Arts were truly understood only by the Divine Rune and Wu Clans.

When Sui Yi saw these twelve snow dragons, her brow twitched, softly saying: "Divine Arts Twelve Dragons"

As if nostalgic?

Yet this tone made Shen Xuan inexplicably furious.

A flick of his fingers.

The twelve snow dragons charged madly towards Sui Yi...

That dragon’s roar was piercing.

In Ghost Subdue Cry, Shang Xiuxun turned her head and saw those twelve dragons, despite being snow-white, were exceedingly fierce in form.

"Special abilities?" Natasha’s first reaction was there was an extremely powerful snow-type master on the mountaintop, judging by such a skill scale, the opponent might well be of SSS-level strength!

Almost the same level as a Sect Master...

Sect Master level... could that woman withstand it?

Natasha instinctively wanted to puff out a smoke ring, but then realized she had no cigarette in hand, instead, there was much blood, sticky and stinking, while the damned ones before her hadn’t all died yet,...

Continue!

Twelve dragons attack!

This is Divine Arts.

The Wu also has arts, the strongest being Curse Technique!

Sui Yi kept walking forward, but was now forming hand seals.

"Dragon’s spine, curse break!"

Words incomprehensible to others, emitted from her mouth, those hands exuded divine power, fingers crossed.

Crash!

The massive bodies of the rushing twelve dragons suddenly came to a halt, as if squeezed by twenty-four invisible hands around their dragon spines.

As Sui Yi’s fingers crossed.

Crack!

The twelve snow dragons emitted sounds of bone cracking, then... break, break, break!

Shattering easily!

Utterly refreshing.

Shi Feixuan’s eyes sparkled, An Long’s face turned pale, inwardly cursing this opponent as terrifying, he must have been blinded before to even think of acting against this person...

Eh, best let those few handle it.

Match the right standard of opponent.

Boom, boom, boom!

The snow heaps crashed down, as Sui Yi arrived before him.

Retreat?

No retreat!

Some innate pride forbade Shen Xuan from conceding!.

When Sui Yi thrust a palm forward, Shen Xuan was already meeting it with his own palm!

Boom!

Within the peak area, all the snow covering the ground was shaken up!

Shi Feixuan and others either soared or fended off, yet at that instant, they saw through the swirling, shaking snowflakes, the eerie smile suddenly appearing on the aged, ugly face of Shen Xuan.

"High Priest, though I am no match for you, others can subdue you!"

At this moment, just as the dust settled over Ghost Subdue Cry, although most were injured, even gravely, but roughly they had won, yet the typically composed Shen Luoyan suddenly spoke out, her usual restraint replaced by panic.

"Wrong!"

"Here... the children aren’t here"

Previously, they learned from Shadowless that the children of Morton Tribe should all have been sent to this Ghost Subdue Cry, but in truth, after fighting this long, there was no trace of those children in the room where the Medicinal Body was held.

A tribe as enormous as Morton, has at least hundreds of children.

How could no trace be found!

Unless... they aren’t here!

Then where are they?

Dugu Mingyue’s expression changed, suddenly looking towards the peak!

Boom!

Shen Xuan was blasted into the falling snow curtain, bleeding.

Sui Yi and others heard the rumbling.

Not from the collapse, but... something had revived!

It was a monstrous blood aura, rising skyward from that structure!

Sui Yi saw the blood, her expression shifting several times, finally settling into cold resolve.

"Three hundred thirty-six young boys’ and girls’ blood"

Shen Xuan coolly remarked: "If you’re willing to offer more Witch Blood, these children wouldn’t need to die..."

Why blame me?

"The progeny of Divine Rune resurrected by such wicked arts, inherently cannot be controlled by you... Shen Xuan," Sui Yi looked deeply at him, hearing the screams emanating from the palace.

Hu Xiao and others heard it too.

They also witnessed those who usually swaggered around like millionaires among the priests began to flee in terror from the entrance, because under Shen Xuan’s jurisdiction, these people always felt indifferent to the fighters, yet now?

Each fled in fear like dogs, simply due to a tall, gaunt shirtless man chasing from behind.

With each step and swipe, those priests’ bodies were like tofu, torn into halves or multiple pieces under those pale, slender fingers...

Piece by piece, step by step.

Xia Liqiu 3, Shao Siming Chen Yu 5 (to be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to cast recommendation votes and monthly votes on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)