Xiaosheng is not a nerd

The three elders looked stern, knowing the other party's way, blurted out: "Are you poisoning?"

Dong Jin smiled and said, "Li Jingtang, you finally noticed it."

"No trace crisp pulse?"

As soon as the words of iron and blood came out of his mouth, he felt that it was not true. The Nestorian poison [Wuji crisp pulse] is colorless and odorless. It penetrates into the body through the pores and acupoints of the body. Even if you hold your breath, it is unavoidable. It is hard to prevent.

The zhenqi in the middle was disordered, and he couldn't raise any zhenqi, not only that, his muscles and bones were sore and weak.

But his condition at the moment is that his muscles and bones are still strong, and he can only feel abnormalities in his body when he is full of luck, as if his meridians are suddenly blocked and difficult to unblock.

The three masters asked: "What we eat and drink are all shared by ourselves. I don't understand how you poisoned us, and how did you poison us all?"

Dong Jindao: "The whole village has been poisoned long ago."

"Where is it?"

Dong Jin didn't answer, but looked at Iron Blood.

Tie Xue was surprised: "Could it be that those corpses are the source of the poison?"

"That's right. Everyone in Nestorianism has a corpse, and once they die, they will become a source of poison."

Tie Xue said: "So, the backs of those corpses are not tattoos, but seal patterns from secret seal seals."

The three people said: "So, I didn't kill the wrong person?"

Dong Jin said coldly: "Li Jingtang, is it important to you whether you killed the wrong person?"

The three elders said coldly: "Okay, you can die." As they spoke, they suddenly made a move, pressing Dong Jin directly with their palms.

However, Dong Jin didn't fight with swords like he did with Shiwu. Since the three masters knew that they had been hit by the corpse compilation, there must be something strange in daring to make a move.

Sure enough, he stepped back step by step, but the palm of the three masters came like a storm, and the true energy was continuous.

With a loud bang, Dong Jin landed on the ground and looked at the three masters standing there. The force of this palm forced him into such a state of embarrassment.

He has been lurking in the Shenwu Pavilion these years, and has been testing the details of the top ten people in the Shenwu Pavilion. On the one hand, he cannot expose his true strength too much, and on the other hand, 47 is too far away from the third place, and he cannot touch Li Jingtang at all. real strength.

So even if Li Jingtang was poisoned by the Nestorian corpse, he would always be careful not to fight uncertain battles.

The three masters proudly said: "What a 47, you were able to escape my palm."

Dong Jin was surprised and said, "You haven't been poisoned by the corpse?" One hundred and three corpses, the whole village was covered in the poison, it is impossible for Li Jingtang not to be infected.

The three adults smiled lightly: "You underestimate me too much, a little corpse poison can't do anything to me."

Dong Jin smiled coldly: "The third person in Shenwu Pavilion is indeed powerful, but you are still going to die here tonight."

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of wind and the sound of whistling all over the sky, and countless figures rushed out from the darkness.

But it was Nestorian reinforcements coming, Dong Jin has been delaying time, if he was sure to kill Li Jingtang, how could he talk about these things with Li Jingtang.

Still the same sentence, Dong Jin does not fight uncertain battles, today he is the one who lured the people from Shenwu Pavilion to this village, and sacrificed [-] members of the congregation, in order to wipe out the masters of Shenwu Pavilion.

Following Dong Jin's "kill", the Nestorian Zai Li Department threw out the objects, only a puffing sound was heard, and flames burst out from the periphery of the master of Shenwu Pavilion, the flames were green and blue, and then thick smoke shot up into the sky.

Under the thick smoke, the originally dark night became hazy and difficult to distinguish the surroundings.

Dajing Jingjiao has six divisions: Xuan, Guan, Sheng, Li, Ji, and Yi Zai Dao. The Zai Li Department is good at using poison. Tie Xue said loudly: "Be careful of poison."

Taking advantage of the thick smoke rising, Zailibu took the initiative to attack and attack. The village was so silent for a while that there were piercing clangs and bumps.

As soon as Li Jingtang held his breath, he felt that there were two people coming towards him in the dense fog, he swung his palms and killed them with the strength of the palms.

At the same time, there was a familiar scream from behind. If it was a normal fight, this Nestorian Zali department would not be anything to fear. This time, all the top-ranked masters of the Shenwu Pavilion came, but everyone was poisoned by the corpse. , the cultivation base is not as advanced as him, and he can kill the enemy calmly.

The masters of Shenwu Pavilion dealt with it carefully and tried their best to save their lives under such a terrible situation. Only Li Jingtang rushed into the thick smoke to kill the enemy like a god of killing, and killed another person before raising his hand. He will.

Hearing the screams sounded one after another from behind, he shouted loudly: "You wait to retreat beyond the thick smoke, and don't be entangled."

Let's preserve our vitality for now, otherwise the elite of Shenwu Pavilion will be lost here tonight.

Everyone in Shenwu Pavilion retreated to the side of the poisonous smoke while fighting, and several Zailibu disciples rushed behind the crowd, and were about to take out smoke bombs to cut off their retreat, Iron Blood rushed to them at an extremely fast speed, and the sword passed by golden light, shining brightly Dazzling, several congregants of the Ministry of Liberation were dismembered in an instant.

Fluffy, the smoke bomb exploded on the body and burned.

Tie Xue said loudly: "Hurry up!"

Shenwu Pavilion understands the meaning of iron and blood, and it is not a place to kill the enemy at this moment, the most important thing is to save life.

Dong Jin suddenly killed him. He raised his knife and dropped it, killing only one person.

47!
Looking at this person whose status in Shenwu Pavilion is far lower than his own, this familiar face is like a soul ecstasy at this moment.

Dong Jin fired his knife one after another, and a few more lives were killed by the knife, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

As soon as he reached it, his true energy stagnated, and his powerless follow-up was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Why didn't Dong Jin resist Li Jingtang, who was like a god of killing, but the target was the masters of Shenwu Pavilion who had been poisoned by corpses, and took this opportunity to kill them all. If they were detoxified from the corpse poison, there would be endless troubles.

So no matter how many congregations die in the hands of Li Jingtang, it is worthwhile. Dong Jin has calculated this account better than anyone else.

It wasn't until Tie Xue returned to rescue that the sound of the master of Shenwu Pavilion's tragic death stopped.

Dong Jin's saber strength is repeated, the strength of true energy is continuous, and the iron blood is also vertical and horizontal, light and agile, like a dragon swimming in water.

Dong Jin didn't expect Tie Xue to be so powerful, and his cultivation level was not inferior to Li Jingtang's.

There were casualties on both sides in the melee, Li Jingtang couldn't help being impetuous when he saw the Nestorians stepping forward one after another, and the screams of his subordinates came from behind him from time to time.

No, even if you kill ten people, you can't beat a master of the Shenwu Pavilion. Now change your strategy and withdraw to save.

The congregation of the Ministry of Lili saw through Li Jingtang's intentions and desperately stopped the entanglement. Li Jingtang had just killed one person, and immediately another person rushed towards him desperately, blocking Li Jingtang's footsteps with flesh and blood.

Standing over there was in full swing, but Xie Fu was still fast asleep, Hongye snuggled up to Xie Fu's side, even if the lightning strike was beside her, as long as it didn't strike Xie Fu, it didn't matter to her.

As for Su Zaomu, even though he was sitting, he closed his eyes with the same expression as before.

Xie Fu had ordered earlier that if the people of Shenwu Pavilion were attacked, they should not pay attention to their life and death, just sit on the sidelines and watch.

Both women are very obedient and dare not disobey in the slightest.

If not, even ten Dong Jins would not be enough for Hongye to chop alone.

People in Shenwu Pavilion never imagined that their disrespect to Xie Fu would lead to such a tragic ending.

Although Li Jingtang was extremely brave, the poison of the corpse was not completely unaffected, as his true qi was consumed, one ebbed and the other ebbed and flowed, and he became more and more anxious.

But there was nothing he could do, death could not deter the congregation of the Ministry of Zaili, they were planning to exchange their lives for their lives.

At this moment, an urgent cry came from the sky: "Thank you, Young Master."

One person flew into the thick smoke and swung his sword, the sword energy swayed and swayed, like a gust of wind quickly blowing away the lingering thick smoke.

This man was so powerful that he immediately became the focus of everyone, but he was a man with a swollen face.

Li Jingtang was secretly startled when he saw it, he didn't know which master of Nestorianism came, it was really worse!

The congregation of the Ministry of Zaili was shocked by this man's might for a while, it was so secretive that Cheng Yaojin came out.

This person is Ye Feng, Xie Fu left without saying goodbye that day, and did not take him with him, Ye Feng was secretly happy, thinking that Xie Fu was very interesting.

How did you know that the young lady turned her anger on him because of this, and she was furious at him, and even put down her cruel words, if something happened to Xie Fu, she would take him to death.

When Ye Jieyi was a young girl, Ye Feng followed Ye Jieyi's side, and he had been with Ye Jieyi for half of her life, but it was the first time that she saw the young lady so angry with him.

In the past, if he made any mistake, the young lady would have revealed it lightly, and never blamed him too much. This time, he slapped him in public in front of the eldest lady and the third lady, which also made Ye Feng realize that the young lady valued Xie Fu more than him. Own.

Seeing the middle-aged man keep calling "Master Xie", Tie Xue's heart skipped a beat. Could it be Mr. Xie who was calling: "Sir, are you looking for Mr. Xie Fu?"

Seeing the corpses all around Ye Feng, his heart trembled, and when he heard the voice, he immediately floated to Tie Xue's side, and threw Dong Jin away with his sword.

This sword made Dong Jin take a few steps back, and he also wanted to retreat. He is not afraid of death, and it is profitable to exchange his life for the life of a Shenwu Pavilion master, but with this master joining, the situation is completely different. quit!
Ye Feng asked Tie Xue: "Where is Mr. Xie?"

Tie Xue replied: "Master Xie is all right." He also didn't know whether Master Xie had been assassinated by Nestorians in this chaos.

Ye Feng's heart that had been tense for several days finally relaxed.

Li Jingtang saw that the congregation of the Ministry of Lili issued a signal and took the initiative to retreat, and said loudly: "This gentleman, Mr. Xie is safe, help me kill all these Nestorian remnants, and protect Mr. Xie's safety." Jiedu makes adults get involved.

The congregation of Zailibu had no intention of fighting, and retreated while fighting.

Tie Xue shouted loudly: "Sir, don't chase after the poor, be careful of being ambushed."

Ye Feng only wanted to protect Xie Fu's safety, and had no intention of killing the enemy, so he turned back immediately when he heard the sound.

This life-and-death battle ended quickly because of Ye Feng's appearance.

Li Jingtang looked at the dozen or so people still alive in the Shenwu Pavilion, and his heart was bleeding. This time, in order to deal with the Great Qin Nestorian, half of the elites were mobilized, but they did not expect such a miserable loss in the hands of a small Nestorian.

How will this Yuchen mountain go up next? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly loses all energy.

Looking at the blood-stained dozen or so people, 47, the Lijiao envoy who has been lurking in Shenwu Pavilion for 20 years, has made it hard for him to believe everyone around him.

His eyes suddenly locked on one person: "49, I didn't expect you to be alive."