fifth form

Chapter 238 Venerable Plague Huang

"Your name is Wuchao?"

Venerable Wenhuang was admitted to the hospital, and she reached out to Wuchao.

Just grabbed Wuchao, and the black stone house was full of dark winds.

When Hong Ku's application for launching the battle of the lords came, the venerable Wen Huang's heart sank unavoidably.

Being in his own geographical position, Hong Ku is obviously going to put all his eggs in one basket, even if the four venerables enter together.

The other party has arranged for decades, perhaps this is the moment they have been waiting for.

Many venerables have already taken the greatest precautions against Hongku. Even if they came together to investigate, they still couldn't stop Hongku's madness.

There is no need to ask the dying Wuchao anymore, Venerable Wenhuang has already understood the truth of everything.

"In the world, there really is a substitute technique that uses students to ward off death!"

Venerable Wen Huang looked at the Wuchao in front of him.

A fierce look appeared in her phoenix eyes.

Wu Chao in front of him was still panting. If what the voice said was true, it could obviously be blocked by Hong Ku.

To cut off Hong Ku's wings, she needs a fatal blow to Wu Chao.

But she is currently in Hongku's formation, and it is difficult to see other venerables around her, and she has never had any special means to break through the formation. The only thing that can draw Hongku is probably the Wuchao in front of her.

As the wind blows, a multicolored cloth umbrella rises into the sky behind Venerable Punhuang.

Dots of colorful brilliance fell, constantly driving away the dark wind, and constantly guarding the distance of several steps around her.

"If I want to kill this old ghost, I can only rely on Wu Chao's body to do a pulling fight, but Wu Chao is Hong Kuo's death target, what should I do?"

There was some hesitation in Venerable Wenhuang's expression.

She knew very well that relying on Wuchao's body fighting technique would put her in an extremely passive situation, but if she didn't use Wuchao's fighting technique, she would not even be able to find Hong Kuren, and would eventually be overcome to death by this formation.

Venerable Plague never pinned his hopes on other Venerables.

She knew very well that Venerable Yun was good at dodging and concealing, Venerable Morality was well-informed, and had extremely high support in the face of formations, while Venerable Sanxiao focused on killing and attacking, and was extremely strong in head-to-head encounters.

Among the four Venerables, she is the best to deal with.

If Hongku chooses to be soft, she will definitely be the first to suffer Hongku's blow.

This made Venerable Plague Huang have to fight, and also had to fight.

Her hesitation turned into determination after a few seconds. The colorful cloth umbrella behind her continued to emit colorful brilliance, and a long sword engraved with bloody inscriptions fell from the colorful cloth umbrella.

"Where is Hong suffering?"

Venerable Plague Huang held out his sword, she gave a loud shout, and the long sword immediately slashed towards Wuchao.

"The thieves are so ruthless!"

In the shadow of Wuchao, Jinchang looked at Venerable Wenhuang who used Wuchao's body to fight.

He had to consider getting involved in this fight.

According to Venerable Wen Huang's fighting posture, it is not clear whether Hong Kuo will die or not, but the remaining half of Wu Chao's life will definitely be wiped out.

It is rare for Jinchang to accept a student, and it is also rare to have a student who is eye-catching, and Wu Chao's talent is indeed quite good. If he is used as his successor, Jinchang thinks there is nothing wrong with it.

Moreover, Wu Chao's net worth is extraordinary, if he can't get along with King Huainan, he still has the support of the Fourth Prince of the Vicious Kingdom.

Whether it is based on justice or selfishness, Jinchang needs to save Wu Chao's life, and Wu Chao can even handle the inheritance of the Yin-Yang Nine Heavens Sect on his behalf.

It's just that Jin Chang couldn't help but also had a headache. The Venerable's help was borrowed. Before Hong Ku was killed, Wu Chao couldn't stand it anymore.

He lurks in the shadows, and a thin thread begins to wrap itself around the palm of his hand.

"Hiroku!"

Above the shadow, Venerable Panghuang clings to the long sword and shouts again.

She used the dharma sword to draw blood from Wu Chao's body. When the blood wiped the sword, the school inscriptions on the dharma sword lit up, and an endless stench immediately spread out.

"Damn it, I hate plague!"

The stench hit, and Jin Chang, who followed him like a shadow, couldn't stand it.

His body twisted under Wu Chao's body and began to show signs.

At the same time, the thin silk thread hovering in his palm also flew out.

"Who?"

As soon as Venerable Wenhuang spoke, the dharma sword in her hand swelled and swept away with a stench.

But her dharma sword was only halfway down, and it was difficult to drop this mighty dharma sword.

Venerable Bunhuang looked at his arm, and saw that there was a circle of bloodstains on his arm at some point.

She looked down with difficulty, and even saw a trace of bloodstains overflowing from her chest and abdomen, and even the neck where her eyes were difficult to scan directly. Venerable Pang Huang felt a slight pain from her neck, she I am sure that I have probably suffered a similar blow to my neck.

But her eyes quickly scanned her neck, and she even saw her torn body.

Consciousness was still circling in her mind, Venerable Plague Huang could hardly even notice how much pain she was in, but she could see her body being cut apart in an instant, turning into several complete pieces of flesh and falling from her clothes.

"Yes... yes... that voice is..."

Hong Hong's miserable appearance lingered in his mind, and another figure also appeared in the mind of Venerable Wen Huang.

The mountain heights are far from enough for them to have any communication, and that is also a character they did not pay attention to in the past.

But Venerable Wenhuang didn't expect that he would die so simply at the hands of the opponent.

Before she could fully use her plague methods, and before her overwhelming killing spells appeared, everything was over.

"Let me use your brain!"

Venerable Wen Huang still had consciousness, she stared wide-eyed at the sickly young man who emerged from the shadow under Wu Chao's body.

"You... You... Jin..."

"Yes, you are right, time is a little tight now, let's say hello later!"

Jin Chang frowned, and he reached out his hand to take out his sleeve pocket, and a white powder appeared in the palm of his hand, and quickly smeared it under Venerable Bun Huang's head.

The instant cutting caused the outflow of blood to diffuse just a little, and then it was solidified by the white powder.

This kind of freezing seemed to freeze Venerable Wenhuang's thinking at the same time. She stared at the young man in front of her with wide eyes, and her thoughts quickly fell into a blank.

When Venerable Panghuang came back to his senses, she only felt that her body seemed to have returned.

She looked at her hands, then at her legs.

She didn't feel a trace of fear until she touched her chest.

"Don't quarrel, if you cooperate well, I can find you a woman's body to take back in the future, if you don't cooperate, you will have nothing to do!"

The voice in his head came, Venerable Pang Huang looked at his neck.

She felt that there seemed to be a head hidden in her neck.

It's just that the head doesn't belong to her.

"Are you Jinchang?"

"Correct!"

"what did you do to me?"

"Temporary borrow your head, you need to protect me, don't let me get involved in the matter of your Yaoxi River Holy Land!"

The lower part of the neck did not speak, but Venerable Wenhuang could feel Jinchang's voice in his mind.

There was fear in her eyes.

In her body, there is no longer the familiar mana in the past, nor is it a familiar body.

She can feel the masculinity in her body, but her head no longer exists in her original body.

When Venerable Panghuang looked at her body scattered on the ground, she felt that her right hand took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket very deftly.

The liquid in the porcelain bottle fell, and the creaking sound of flesh and blood continued.

Venerable Wenhuang watched him operate, and also watched his familiar body be corroded by this corpse water.

"I hate wearing women's clothes, by the way, quickly suck the plague poison from my body, this poison is also very annoying!"

Jin Chang's dissatisfied voice came from his mind, and Venerable Wenhuang began to despair.

(End of this chapter)