Rebirth of the best emperor

Chapter 90

Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Tang Sect's strongest single attack weapon, containing ninety-nine and 81 silver needles, each silver needle is coated with poison that sees blood and seals the throat, it is a rare artifact in the world.

Wang Mang had already held the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle in his hand, ready to shoot the needle at any time, but he couldn't find a chance.

But now, here's your chance!

Zhou Yan was seriously injured by Tianwai's finger, and flew straight in his direction.

start up!

Wang Mang directly activated the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, and immediately countless small needles flew out from the launch port of the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Zhou Yan had noticed Wang Mang's small movements early on, and looked at Wang Mang with some disdain. In Zhou Yan's view, even if he was severely injured at the moment, his innate body protection was not something a little guy like Wang Mang could penetrate.

But Zhou Yan's expression changed very quickly, the fine needle pierced through his protective qi, and stabbed him fiercely.

In an instant, Zhou Yan's whole body was covered with silver needles.

How can it be!

Zhou Yan looked at Wang Mang in disbelief, and shouted: "What are you? How could you penetrate the body's protective energy!"

Wang Mang sneered and said, "Old man, this is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, a rare artifact in the world, it will be your honor to die under the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!"

"Dead?" Zhou Yan laughed loudly and said, "Did you give away your innate realm for nothing? Even if your needles are all-pervasive, even if your needles are extremely sharp, so what? It's not something that a pond fish like you can hurt, little bastard, let me die!"

After Zhou Yan finished speaking, he flew out with a palm, and slapped Wang Mang fiercely.

Wang Mang also realized something was wrong at this time. Although Zhou Yan's body was covered with silver needles this time, he didn't react too much. What about the rainstorm pear blossom needle's so-called blood-sealed throat poison?

Because the distance with Zhou Yan was too close, Wang Mang couldn't dodge at all. At the moment of crisis, Wang Mang took out a magic power talisman and slapped it directly on his body.

Wang Mang suddenly felt that his whole body's strength seemed to have broken through some kind of zero boundary point, directly reaching an unbelievable level.

Zhou Yan's palm, which could not even see the trajectory clearly, was clearly displayed in front of Wang Mang at this moment.

Arhat Eight Hammers!

Wang Mang yelled, stretched out his body, clenched his fists with both hands, stepped out with one step, and smashed Zhou Yan's palm with one punch.

Overcome!

Amidst Zhou Yan's sneer, Wang Mang's punch actually blocked Zhou Yan's palm.

Seeing that the punch was successful, Wang Mang was overjoyed, and directly pushed forward, punching with steps, punching with steps, punching with strength, punching with turns, punching with lifting, punching with yin, punching with meteors, punching with distraction.

Arhat's eight hammers, one hammer is better than one hammer, one wave is higher than one wave, one blow is stronger than one blow, and every punch hit Zhou Yan's body fiercely, and every punch made Zhou Yan spit out a mouthful of blood.

In 1 minute, eight punches and eight mouthfuls of blood sent Zhou Yan flying, smashing him hard against the wall.

Wang Mang stopped panting. The time of the magic power talisman had passed, and the power dissipated from Wang Mang's body like a tide. Wang Mang exhaled softly and looked at Zhou Yan, who was completely blinded by himself.

At this moment, Zhou Yan's face was pale, his breath was scattered, and he looked at Wang Mang in shock. He never thought that the ant-like figure in his eyes could resist.

But Zhou Yan can also see that Wang Mang's momentum has dropped drastically, and now he is not as strong as before.

Spit out another mouthful of blood, Zhou Yan looked at Wang Mang with a ferocious face, took out a pill tremblingly from his arms, swallowed it into his mouth, then stood up directly, looked at Wang Mang and said viciously: "Little beast, this The king underestimated you, but you will die in the hands of the king after all."

"Go to hell, little bastard!"

Zhou Yan yelled loudly, then turned around suddenly amidst Wang Mang's nervous expression, and rushed directly to the outside of the imperial study room, but just as he ran to the door, he stood motionless on the spot.

"Old man, what kind of tricks do you want to play?" Wang Mang asked with a wary face seeing Zhou Yan not moving.

Zhou Yan turned around with some difficulty, his entire face had become as black as ink, and Wang Mang was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

"What kind of poison did you use in your needle?" Zhou Yan opened and closed his mouth. He is an innate master, and even a master in the mid-innate stage. After he has cultivated his strength, he has long been invulnerable to all poisons, but what is Wang Mang called? poison?Why can he be poisoned?
"I don't know." Seeing Zhou Yan like this, Wang Mang didn't understand that the old boy was poisoned. Although he didn't understand how the poison of the so-called rainstorm pear blossom needle that blocked the throat with blood was delayed, but as long as the poison was released, it would be fine.

"Give me the antidote, I swear that I will never trouble you again in the future." Zhou Yan took two steps in the direction of Wang Mang with difficulty, but these two steps made Zhou Yan's complexion dark again, and even more so. Spit out a mouthful of black blood, Zhou Yan suddenly stopped, and shouted: "I can swear, swear poisonously, give me the antidote!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have an antidote." Wang Mang looked at Zhou Yan with a relaxed face. He already knew that the strong man in front of him, let alone killing people, would have difficulty even taking a step. Wang Mang said with a smile: "Maybe your name is Zhen It sounds nice, and I will consider it."

"Grandpa." Zhou Yan said directly: "Is it okay if I call you Grandpa? I haven't humbled anyone so much in 200 years."

Wang Mang looked stunned, he didn't expect Zhou Yan to be so thick-skinned, but Wang Mang was even thicker-skinned, he shook his head directly and said: "Since you want to kill me, then you can only die, I don't need a grandson who has opinions on me , Don’t say I don’t have an antidote, even if I have, I won’t give it to you, old guy.”

"You..." Zhou Yan stared, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, and then fell to the ground without breathing for a moment.

Mad?
Anyway, he is also a master of the innate realm, why is he so careless?
Wang Mang blinked his eyes, and scratched his head in embarrassment, which was a little embarrassing.

Wang Mang didn't even think about it. Zhou Yan is also a master of the innate realm. He hasn't groveled to others for 200 years. Today, he was insulted by Wang Mang, Zhou Yan's eyes, and he was poisonous. big.

"I wait for the escort to come late, I wait for ten thousand deaths!"

At this time, Li Lan ran in with a group of Jin Yiwei and palace guards, and when they saw the scene, they were all startled and knelt down in an instant.

Every time I come so late, I really have the demeanor of the policeman in the film and television dramas of later generations!

Wang Mang complained secretly, and said angrily, "A bunch of trash, if I count on you, they would have died in the hands of assassins."

Li Lan and the others broke out in cold sweat in an instant, knowing that the emperor was quite dissatisfied with himself and the others, and let the assassins enter the emperor's study time and time again. of.

"Your servant will die!" Li Lan and a group of people kowtowed to Wang Mang in fright.

At this time, Shang Yang also ran over with a few people, and when he saw the scene, he was stunned. Shang Yang bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)