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Chapter 35 Raid

Just as Su Yichen was about to stand up, Jiang Mingxuan and Tao Weixiao held down his shoulders at the same time.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, what are you going to do?"

Tao Weixiao said in a low voice.

Jiang Mingxuan echoed in a low voice: "Yes, you wait here and leave the rest to us."

Without waiting for Su Yichen to speak, Jiang Mingxuan and Tao Weixiao looked at each other, shook their heads in perfect agreement, and quickly rushed forward.

At this moment, there are four corpses beside the executioner on the altar, and he is also holding a middle-aged woman in his hand. It seems that this is the next victim.

At this moment, thorns as thick as arms grew under the executioner and the four hostage guards, instantly covering their bodies and binding them tightly to death.

The sudden attack did not allow them to react, and they were tied to death.

The barbs on the thorns cut all over these people's bodies, and the green thorns were stained with bright red blood. The people of the Tianying Sect couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Psychic!"

Liu Yi and the others were immediately shocked. This thought flashed through their minds, but before they could turn around, Jiang Mingxuan and Tao Weixiao had already quietly arrived behind them.

Jiang Mingxuan's arms were quickly wrapped with dozens of vines, turning into two huge palms, directly and firmly holding Liu Yi and the person on his left.

Jiang Mingxuan suddenly turned around and threw the two men off the altar like a shot put.

Tao Weixiao was not inferior at all. He took advantage of the man on Liu Yi's right not paying attention and quickly grabbed his neck with his thunderous hands.

Just as the man was about to turn around, he saw his whole body trembled like an electric shock, and stopped. Tao Weixiao took this opportunity, rushed to the altar with him, and pushed him off the altar.

The height of this altar is not low. Whether they fall down or live or die depends on their luck.

Tao Weixiao did not look to see if the man would fall to death, but turned directly back and looked at the five members of the Sky Shadow Sect who were still howling and struggling.

Although the executioner had a machete in his hand, he was so bound by the thorns that he had no strength to break free.

"Lao Xuan! Cut off the thorns!"

Tao Weixiao ran towards the executioner and shouted to Jiang Mingxuan.

Tao Weixiao obviously wanted to push the executioner off the altar, but the thorns were rooted in the altar and could not be pushed unless they were removed.

Jiang Mingxuan understood in an instant, and with a thought, the thorns were instantly cut off from their roots, losing their fixed points, and the Tianying Cult fell to the ground together.

Jiang Mingxuan understood what Tao Weixiao wanted to do, and he immediately rushed towards the two members of the Tianying Sect who were closer to him.

Tao Weixiao felt happy when he saw Jiang Mingxuan's understanding.

There were barbs on the thorns. Tao Weixiao was not stupid enough to push the thorns with his bare hands. He followed Jiang Mingxuan's example and filled his entire hands with spiritual power.

It's just that Tao Weixiao's spiritual power is not as strong as Jiang Mingxuan's, so the condensed thunder and lightning palm is not large, but it is enough to protect his hands.

"You bastard! I'll take you on a plane!"

Tao Weixiao cursed angrily, grabbed the thorn bush that tied the executioner with one hand, and quickly dragged him to the altar.

Tao Weixiao grabbed the thorn with both hands, and his body suddenly rotated and exerted force, throwing him off the altar.

"Bah! It's so easy for you to die!"

Tao Weixiao held his knees, gasping for breath and yelling curses.

This executioner weighed quite a lot, weighing 1,780 pounds at least. Tao Weixiao had lost all his strength by throwing him off the altar.

At this time, Jiang Mingxuan had already followed the same pattern and threw the last two members of Tianying Cult off the altar. He was sitting on the ground panting heavily. It was obvious that he couldn't bear the dragging of several big men.

Su Yichen was stunned as he watched on the side. This solution must have been too quick!

From the time Jiang Mingxuan and the others took action to the moment they succeeded, it only took less than a minute and a half. The battle Su Yichen expected had no sign at all. The members of the Tianying Sect were really inferior.

In fact, it's not that the members of the Tianying Sect are useless, it's just that except for Liu Yi, a psyker who has just entered the Youzi level, the rest are all Silver-level psykers.

They didn't expect that there were three old sixes following behind them. They were unprepared. They were suddenly attacked by Jiang Mingxuan, a psyker who was about to enter the Dark Purple Level, and they were easily solved.

The hostages were all confused by a sudden incident. Those who were still unconscious looked at the two young men who suddenly appeared in shock.

When Su Yichen saw that the matter had been resolved, he quickly ran to Shen Yue.

Shen Yue, the little girl, never dared to raise her head. Even when she heard the noise Jiang Mingxuan and the others made, she didn't dare to open her eyes and take a look, for fear that she would attract attention and be killed.

"Little girl!"

Su Yichen was heartbroken when he saw Shen Yue's pitiful appearance. When he thought that Shen Yue, who used to love to smile, was scared into such a state, Su Yichen hated the members of the Tianying Sect with itch!

Su Yichen squatted in front of Shen Yue and tried to keep his tone gentle: "Little girl, don't be afraid. My brother is here and the bad guys have been beaten away."

Suddenly hearing Su Yichen's voice, Shen Yue's visibly trembling body suddenly froze. She slowly raised her head, her face full of tears, and her expression looked extremely frightened.

Until Shen Yue saw Su Yichen really in front of her, she couldn't bear it anymore. She threw herself into Su Yichen's arms and cried loudly. Her tears instantly flowed down like broken pearls, soaking Su Yichen's face. Half of the clothes.

"Brother Yichen, I'm so scared. Wuwuwu... I thought I would never see you again, and I would never see my parents again. Wuwuwu..."

Shen Yue cried and choked out her words.

Su Yichen didn't reply, but gently stroked Shen Yue's back and listened to her cries.

Just when Su Yichen was comforting Shen Yue, Tao Weixiao came back, and when he opened his mouth to say something, something unexpected happened!

On the left side of the altar, a golden hook chain suddenly appeared on the edge of the altar. A figure jumped up from below. With a flick of his arm, the golden hook chain suddenly returned to the man's hand.

The man landed on the altar and stood still. Su Yichen and the three of them heard the sound and looked at the man at the same time. They were all shocked. This man turned out to be Liu Yi!

At this time, Liu Yi had a cold face, and a small Tai Chi diagram appeared between his eyebrows, with a simple gold character printed in the middle.

"Gold psyker!"

Su Yichen let go of Shen Yue and looked at Liu Yi with vigilance in his eyes.

"I didn't expect it! I thought they were just a few small reptiles, but I never thought they were the same kind! But it just so happens that killing you will be enough to kill dozens of people."

A sneer appeared on Liu Yi's face, a sinister smile that seemed to have convinced Su Yichen and the others.

Su Yichen snorted disdainfully: "Don't be so self-righteous, who is the same kind as you scum!"

Liu Yi didn't refute, he just waved his right hand, and the golden hook chain originally wrapped around his arm suddenly changed, turning into a long sword three feet long and two fingers wide.

The corner of Liu Yi's mouth raised and he pointed his sword at Su Yichen and the others. He only heard him shout: "Golden Monument of Repentance!"
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