Huashan female sword god

Chapter 394.
392. Stop Fighting Drugs, Turn the Table and Force Kill
"what?"

"Poison of the Poison King?"

Many Tang Sect disciples in the surrounding area changed their colors, they were even more astonished than witnessing Tang Xiaotian's defeat in the poison fight.

The poison of the poisonous king of the Tang sect is so prestigious that it is already a legend.

It’s nothing more than spectators, they don’t feel deeply, but these Tangmen disciples are not. After all, many of them grew up listening to the legend of the Poison King’s Poison in their sect, and they also know that no one in Tangmen has been able to prepare this poison for a long time. The eldest lady who has been away from home for many years is surprised and unbelievable that she can concoct this poison.

Ximen Duanjue asked: "You, you deserved the poison of the Poison King?"

Tang Lan thought in her heart: "The poison of the poisonous king is hard for gods and ghosts. If it is the real poison of the poisonous king, how can you have a chance to speak at this moment?" The disciples of the Tang sect who heard it breathed a sigh of relief, which is normal.

Then I saw Tang Lan paused, and continued: "But although my poison is not a complete poison of the poisonous king, it can at least have [-]% to [-]% of the poisonous effect. I call it... the little poisonous king."

"Ha... three, three or four percent, three or four percent...haha, hahaha..." Ximen Juanjue staggered back two steps, laughing miserably, from low to high, the laughter became more lonely, melancholy and sad.

Tang Lan's voice began to tremble, and she said, "Okay, okay, you've lost, hand over my third uncle's antidote, can, can be exchanged for, exchanged for, the little poison king's antidote."

Ximen Juan stared at her and taunted, "You poison king's poison is indeed extraordinary, but you may not be able to kill me. On the contrary, you have been poisoned by my blood of a hundred poisons. The poison is ten times stronger than Tang Xiaotian's. I want to survive." , It’s like a fool’s dream, it’s not certain who will win today’s game, why should I exchange with you?”

As he was talking, Tang Lanxin's body shook a few times, and she was on the verge of falling. The person wearing the hat behind her stepped forward to support her in time. Tang Lanxin was able to support her, but she smiled lightly: "That's... not necessarily!"

Slowly took two steps forward, tremblingly took the wine jar on the table, put a Poison King and Poison Pill into it, and took the whole jar of wine, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp.

Throwing the wine jar away, sitting cross-legged on the spot, exercising energy and qi, the person wearing the hat will protect the Dharma beside him.In a short while, the black lines on his face gradually faded.

Ximen Juanjue kept staring at her, his eyes widened when he saw this, he was uncertain.

Another half a moment.

Tang Lanxin opened her eyes. Although the black lines on her face hadn't faded away, they were originally as thick as ink, but now they were only a little lighter, which was very different from the beginning.

Ximen Juanjue's face was ugly, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, you...how could it be..."

With the support of the person wearing the hat, Tang Lanxin stood up slowly, and instead mocked, she said: "You are also an expert in using poison, don't you know that there is a saying in the world that you use poison to fight poison? Although your poison is strong, it is still not as good as my little poison king . ” Although the voice still seemed weak, he could speak quickly.

Ximen cut off and said: "Although you are strong, you little poison king, you can't dissolve my blood poison so easily, at most you can contain it...I understand, you didn't dissolve my blood poison at all, you just let the two Keeping the balance of the poison and temporarily saving your life, hahaha, even so, how many days can you last?"

Tang Lan shook her head and said, "It's hard to say if I can last for a few days, but you may not be able to survive today."

Ximen Juanjue sneered, "Idiots are talking about dreams."

Tang Lan thought in her heart: "You have been poisoned by my little poison king, even if you can resolve it, it will not be done in a short time, but you are still here, in danger... I expected it, you should be lucky Can you detoxify it? If you act recklessly, the poison will inevitably spread, and the gods will be hard to save, so it's not that you don't want to go, but you dare not go."

Ximen cut off and said: "It's ridiculous to be self-righteous." After a short pause, he added: "Since you and I have not died in a glass of poisoned wine, it is a draw, so let's compare!"

Tang Lan ignored his proposal, and said, "Is it right? Just try it and you'll know."

The next moment, he shouted loudly: "Tang Sect disciples obey orders, Ximen Duanjue has repeatedly violated our Tang Sect and killed my disciples. He is our Tang Sect's enemy. Everyone, come together and kill this beast."

People around looked at each other in blank dismay, and then reacted, killing intent broke out.

"Ah--"

However, before they moved, Ximen Juanjue's eyes were fixed, and he shouted angrily. He moved out his left palm, and the table in the middle was instantly destroyed, and the grand palm struck Tang Lanxin through the air.

The person wearing the hat who supported Tang Lanxin stepped forward at the same time and raised his palm to greet her.

There was a muffled strong sound, and the air wave lifted the dust and stirred up the surroundings.

Ximen Juejue vomited a mouthful of blood, and retreated seven or eight steps, his face pale.The disciples of the Tang Sect who reacted a little slower finally caught up, and two of them happened to be right behind Ximen Duanjue, and directly swung their sabers down.

It's just that although the saber was raised, before it fell, the person flew out first, but Ximen Duanjue pushed back with his palm, the invisible palm force came from the air, he was sick like a cat to Dai Like, but he was like a tiger to these two people, The two had no power to fight back, screamed one after another, crashed into the crowd, and were caught, but when everyone looked at them, they just twitched a few times and then stopped moving. The seven orifices were bleeding, and the flesh was corroded by poisonous blood. It was the same as Tang Xiaotian who died before The disciple in the hand is generally the same.

But even so, Ximen Jue himself was not feeling well, he vomited blood again, raised his palm and shook away the surrounding people, stood leaning on the iron staff, gasping for breath.

Tang Lan thought in her heart: "Ha, I expected it to be true, old devil, if you use your true energy indiscriminately, the poison will spread, I'm afraid your internal energy will no longer exist."

Immediately he said again: "The poisonous demon has killed countless people, his crime is extremely heinous, the laws of nature cannot tolerate, there is a balance between good and evil, there is no need to talk about morals and morals to him, seniors of all the sects present please don't have any scruples, and hope to take action to kill this disaster."

Her meaning was already clear, that is, she wanted to directly turn the table, and take advantage of the gathering of heroes today to keep this old devil who shook the rivers and lakes in Tangmen.

Now not only the disciples of the Tang Sect, but also many visitors were ready to move. They looked around and quickly made up their minds to attack together. There were only a handful of masters who could restrain themselves and wait and see what happened.

Seeing the crowd slowly crowding around, Ximen Duanjue panted heavily, instead of being angry, he smiled: "Think, you want to kill me? Heh..." Inserting the iron rod into the ground in front of him, he clapped his two palms, and the iron rod shattered inch by inch. Thick green smoke came out, Ximen Juan shouted loudly, and clapped his hands again, the green smoke turned into a green ripple and suddenly spread around.

"No, it's poisonous gas!"

Qunhao flew back.

Those who are near retreat far, those who are far retreat to the end, those who jump under the wall, and those who go out by the door.When the green smoke suddenly appeared, Dai Like immediately took Tang Lanxin back into the mourning hall.

But at the very beginning, there were still a few unlucky ones who rushed too fast and met them head-on, and then let out a mournful wail, and then twitched all over their bodies, with green hair on their bodies, and fell to the ground to die suddenly.

Then more people fell down, mainly the people in the core of the encirclement and the one closest to Ximen.

The poisonous smoke came and went quickly, and dissipated in a moment, but the courtyard was already full of dead bodies—at least there were 20 people, except for a few unlucky ones who died directly, most of them fell to the ground after being poisoned, or fell into a coma. Or howling out of control, or expelling poison with power.

More people cover their mouths and noses and get out of the range of poisonous fumes in time, or occasionally ingest or smear it, but the amount is small enough to resist.

Fortunately, this courtyard is very open, and the surrounding doors are not closed, so that people have enough room to deal with them, otherwise, it will be difficult for anyone to get out and ascend to the sky, and the casualties here will inevitably be heavier.

In addition, those who can stand in the courtyard, except for the disciples of the Tang Sect, are basically veterans of various sects. The ordinary disciples who waited for orders in the courtyard, as for the servants who did not know martial arts, they all stood far away in the hall, beside the gate and other corners to wait for orders. If they were not in the center of the conflict in the courtyard, they would not suffer any losses.

But when everyone reacted, Ximen Juanjue had already taken advantage of the situation and fled over the wall.

(End of this chapter)