Chapter Ninety-Five: Heavy Losses

Han Shu weakly let go of the three people who were holding him, and pulled the five people who fell to the ground over, although these eight people were still alive but their cultivation was lost, as a monk, this was more uncomfortable than killing them.

Han Shu sat aside reproachfully: I was obviously very careful, but why is this still the case, there will be such a result. Everyone in the Yuyan Sect looked at the senior brother who fell to the ground and cried bitterly. Although he was ready to die when he came, ready to face all kinds of emergencies, when it really happened, he still couldn't control his heart.

Ming Ming walked up to Han Shu and patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: The world of monks is like this, you should know better than me, you are already very good, if it weren't for you, all of us would die in it. Han Shu is a person who has experienced life and death, and has survived countless times on the line between life and death. It's not terrible to face danger yourself, and you won't feel scared even if you're in a desperate situation, but when you see that life around you is worse than death, this pain fills your heart.

But Han Shu quickly adjusted his state, after all, he was the leader of the team, and the big disciple was responsible for everyone, no matter how he lived, he took eight people to evacuate quickly and returned to the Falling Snow Hall to rest.

actually escaped, Yu Yanzong was really unexpected, and the black-clothed man who was watching from a distance flashed by.

Han Shu has always maintained the strongest state, Xiao Ran and Ming Ming followed at the end of the team, and now they are frightened birds, and they should not be careless. Returned to the Falling Snow Hall as fast as possible, the monks in the Falling Snow Hall felt a murderous aura from afar, and hurriedly hid, seeing that it was Han Shu and his entourage, everyone was relieved, but they didn't dare to step forward easily, anyone could feel that the current Han Shu was extremely dangerous, who dared to appear rashly in front of him, Buddha blocked **, God blocked and killed God.

Everyone found a place to repair, Han Shu probed all his divine thoughts, and the situation of the entire Falling Snow Temple was all under Han Shu's perception.

The eight disciples who were originally in a coma woke up and found out the condition of their bodies, stayed in place, and lost their cultivation and were a wasted person. Xiao Ran walked to Han Shu's side, how do I feel that things are getting more and more wrong, I always feel that there is a black hand behind the scenes controlling the development of things, every time we take a step forward, we are one step closer to danger, but we still have to continue to walk

Han Shu nodded: Although I don't know what the situation is now, but I can feel that there is a big net waiting for us to jump in, I really can't figure out who can have such a big energy to dare to attack the disciples of the major sects, more than a thousand elite disciples, it is estimated that there will be no one in ten after this time, it is already a blessing to be able to leave a hundred people, maybe less, now we have eight disciples injured, I will go the next way, you and Ming Ming stay here to protect them.

As soon as these words came out, they were opposed by many people, and the disciple who had cultivated to the end of his cultivation said expressionlessly, you don't have to worry about us, just let us fend for ourselves here, the flower of thought still depends on you to get it, you are too dangerous alone.

Obviously, he stepped forward and slapped the disciple who had just spoken in the face: Have you forgotten what the Great Elder of the Departure Mountain said? All orders are subject to the senior brother, if there is any disobedience, you will be killed on the spot, you have lost your cultivation, so what? Have you given up on yourself like this? We have not given up on you, why should you give up on yourself? You haven't died yet, then give me a good life, whoever dares to say this kind of thing again, I will slap him to death, it is safer for the senior brother to go alone, he doesn't have to be distracted to protect us, we are a burden to him, do you understand?

Han Shu sighed, the mood of the eight disciples is completely understandable now, he has also been abolished in cultivation, maybe this slap can make them calm down, no longer talk about life and death, take out the four purple seals on his body, and hand them to Xiao Ran: I'll kill the snow elf, you guys are waiting for me here, if there is any situation, let Qingluan get out of the body to warn, I will rush back immediately.

Xiao Ran nodded, Han Shu glanced at everyone, obviously nodded slightly, Han Shu no longer hesitated, got up and left, now the top priority is to collect the purple seals as soon as possible to open the Shenyun Cave, collect all thirty purple seals to summon the Shenyun Cave and snatch the last flower of thought.

Just out of the snow hall is a scene of heavy snow, the snow elf is flying back and forth on the snow, seeing a human appear, roaring together and rushing forward, Han Shu directly summoned Yi Ran, the mind is injected into it, holding Yan Long, the expression is cold, the blood-red breath and the snow-white earth form a sharp contrast, harvesting the life of the snow elf, the snow elf is a magical existence, after being killed, it will not shed blood like a human, but become a piece of snowflakes, return to the earth, Han Shu is an emotionless killing weapon at the moment, straight into the hinterland of the snow elf, collecting red seals, now he just wants to open the Shenyun Cave as soon as possible, obtain the flower of thought, and lead everyone out of this terrible place.

Pieces of snow elves fell to the ground, and the red seals had collected a hundred, that is, there were ten purple seals, and now there were sixteen in their hands, and the Purple Cloud Sect and the Shancang Sect had four in their hands, that is, twenty, and there were still ten seals left, the number of snow elves was getting smaller and smaller, and the snow elves returned to the earth after being killed, and they could be resurrected again after a period of time, but the killing speed of Han Shu was too fast, far exceeding the resurrection speed of the snow elves, and there were fifty more red seals in his hands, and there were no snow elves to kill, so he could only wait in place, and at the same time, the divine consciousness also covered the entire Snow Falling Palace。

The snow elves were finally resurrected piecemeal, and Han Shu waited to resurrect them in place and kill them one by one, and the red seals were collected at a slow speed, and now there were a total of one hundred and eighty red seals in his hand, and there were still twenty left to collect.

Han Shu suddenly returned from the snow quickly, he felt that there was a lot of breath back to the Falling Snow Palace, it should be the Purple Cloud Sect and the Shancang Sect, when he was about to enter the Falling Snow Palace, what made him worry finally happened, Qingluan was in the air, this is Xiao Ran's warning signal, you must catch up, don't have an accident, no matter who dares to touch my Yuyan Sect, whoever will have to die.

Han Shu entered the Falling Snow Hall with a red terrifying aura, and sure enough, it was the Purple Cloud Sect, Yan Longjian was inserted vertically in front of everyone: Purple Cloud Sect, you are looking for death, one foot on Sun He's head, Sun He couldn't dodge, he was stepped directly into the ground, a round of full moon pressed on Han Shu's head, Qingluan flew out and crashed into the full moon, Han Shu collected his sword and returned to the side of the disciples of Yuyan Sect.

The monks in the field only had the disciples of the three major sects left, but the Shancang Sect and the Purple Cloud Sect suffered heavy losses, the Purple Cloud Sect only had twenty disciples left, the Shancang Sect only had ten disciples left, and all the monks and scattered cultivators of the small sects all died in the main hall overnight. There are only fifty monks left alive, and after this time, the entire monk world will be greatly injured, and there will be no one in ten elite disciples.

Han Shu's appearance was out of Lulu's plan, he originally wanted to take advantage of Han Shu's absence to quickly solve the people of Yuyan Sect, but at the beginning he was met with Xiao Ran's stubborn resistance, and now Han Shu rushed back, it is not so easy to solve them, originally escaped from the Yixi Palace, everyone was more or less injured, and now this situation can only retreat first, without waiting for Han Shu to make a move, he took everyone to quickly escape: Han Shu, the day of you and I fighting is not far away, cherish the last time.