Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 687 The Eve of the Finals
One of the claws of the war dragon swept across the world.

This spear was instantly shattered.

But seeing the shattered spear, the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord didn't show any surprise on his face, but instead showed a bit of a sneer.

"You dare to resist my poisonous hand magic skill, you are really tired of life!"

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord said coldly.

"Leave your dragon claw today! Corrosion!"

The spear shattered, but the spiritual power melted, turning into puddles of poison, which eroded directly towards Chu Fengmian's Zhanlong claw.

The poison was so strong that even the surrounding space corroded and sizzled, and it all stuck to Chu Fengmian's Zhanlong claw.

Chu Fengmian felt it all at once, the Zhanlong's Claw was being corroded by the poison.

He knew that this was the strongest method of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord. His poisonous poison was enough to corrode everything, even a heavenly spirit weapon.

"This is the poisonous hand magic skill! The strongest method of the poisonous hand demon king!"

"Once the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands came out, he was almost unable to resist and could only retreat. A slight infection would be a great disaster."

"This Chu Fengmian is really stupid. He actually planned to resist with his body. This is terrible."

"The hidden strong man should take action, otherwise Chu Fengmian is really going to die in the hands of this poisonous devil?"

"It doesn't matter if Chu Fengmian is dead, if there is one less genius in the Northern Territory, we will have more chances to rise!"

All warriors have different thoughts, and some warriors who have a grudge against Chu Fengmian are all looking forward to the current poisonous devil's attack and directly blasting Chu Fengmian to death.

The Dragon's Claw hissed under the poisonous corrosion.

"The Poisonous Hand Magic Art? It's nothing special, it's just heresy, it can't even be called an advanced art in the Nine Demon City, and you still want to deal with me? It's ridiculous!"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly.

As soon as he moved his right hand, on the claw of the battle dragon, countless spiritual powers were condensed into scales.

Each of the scales is like one of the eyes of the formation, forming an incomparably huge formation, driving the power of the ancient dragon king to the extreme.

All of a sudden, the poison was corroded on the Zhanlong's claw, but it couldn't corrode it at all. On the contrary, it made the Zhanlong's claw become more shiny now.

Although the poison is powerful, how could it be possible to corrode the Zhanlong's claws.

Chu Fengmian condensed the body of the ancient dragon king, and even experienced the tempering of the body by such gods as Tianjing, his body was tough to the extreme.

This highly poisonous corrosion, not only cannot corrode Chu Fengmian's Zhanlong claws, but it is like a kind of exercise, making Zhanlong's claws stronger.

"break!"

Chu Fengmian let out a cold drink, and swung the Zhanlong Claw again.

The highly poisonous poison on it fell off at once, and everyone looked at it, and there was no hair on the Zhanlong's claw.

This highly poisonous poison is helpless to Chu Fengmian's Zhanlong Claw.

"Poisonous hand magic skill, that's all."

In Chu Fengmian's mouth, he spit out eight words calmly.

This poisonous hand demon lord is a genius and strong man who has been famous for a long time in the Northern Territory. This kind of strength is indeed disappointing.

"If you have this strength, then all the disciples of your Demon Sect will die here today!"

Although Chu Fengmian's voice was flat, it was serious enough for countless people to hear.

When Chu Fengmian opened his mouth, he always kept his word. When he said he wanted to kill Zang Tian, ​​he would kill Zang Tian regardless of any threats.

Kill all the demon disciples present.

This sentence, although arrogant.

But from what Chu Fengmian said, no one would question it.

"What an arrogant junior, Poisonous Hand Demon Art, but that's all? I only used [-]% of my power. I wanted to give you a chance. Since you came here to die, I will give you a chance!"

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord was furious.

Being ridiculed by a junior.

His face was already extremely angry, and behind him, countless purple poisonous miasmas appeared one after another, surrounding the Demon King of Poison Hands.

It made him look like a poisonous man.

His pair of poisonous hands began to swell even more, and the color in them also began to change from that green color to a darker color.

Once the poison is shot, all warriors present will be affected, and even if they are not dead, they will be seriously injured.

"Poison Hand Demon Monarch, please stop!"

At the moment when the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands was about to make a move, an ancient voice suddenly sounded.

This ancient voice descended from the sky, but it was an old antique that had been hidden all along.

The owner of this voice is hidden in the void, but from this voice, Chu Fengmian can hear a taste that transcends life and death, and it is obviously an old antique that has stepped on the steps of life and death, the realm of broken life.

"In King Wu City, fighting is not allowed. Please resolve the grievances between the two of you outside."

The voice spoke calmly, but the meaning in the words was also extremely majestic.

The owner of this ancient voice is also a big shot in the Northern Territory, an antique-like existence.

Hearing this voice, even the rebellious Poison Hand Demon Lord could only nod his head and withdrew his spiritual power.

No matter how strong the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands is, he still cannot compete with the real powerhouses in the realm of crushing lives.

"Chu Fengmian, in Wuwang City, I will spare your life this time, but I can only let you live for a few more days, unless you stay in Wuwang City for the rest of your life, otherwise, as long as you dare to leave the city, I will kill you! "

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord looked at Chu Fengmian, shouted angrily, moved his body, and returned to the stands.

"It depends on whether you have the ability to kill me."

Chu Fengmian was still unafraid, he opened his mouth coldly, and with a reply, he also calmed down his spiritual power.

Wuwang City is not a place for life-and-death battles, where countless strong men are watching, and Chu Fengmian dare not really use his full strength.

The strength of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord is indeed the strongest Chu Fengmian has seen in the life-shattering situation.

With Chu Fengmian's current strength, it is impossible to defeat the strong man in the Realm of Broken Life.

But the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands is not necessarily, as long as Chu Fengmian uses the Human Emperor Can, it may not be impossible to kill the Demon Lord of Poisonous Hands.

However, in Wuwang City, the Human Emperor Pot must not be exposed. The power of the Immortal Armament of the Extreme Dao is too special, and it is impossible to hide it.

At least he had to leave Wuwang City before Chu Fengmian could use it.

This short fight is just an episode.

Almost at the moment when Chu Fengmian fought against the Demon King of Poisonous Hands, the winner in the arena was once again decided.

Ye Tianjun defeated his opponent without any surprise and advanced to the final.

The next match will be the final of this martial arts tournament, and the real No. 1 of the younger generation of the Northern Territory will also be separated here.

(End of this chapter)