Martial arts become gods

Chapter 213 Against the Poison King
The Poison King's poison is an attack from the inside out, with every move, there is a gust of wind, and his vitality is also a strange brown color. Even where he landed, there are clear footprints emerging one by one. out.

This is completely different from those attacks that use poisonous insects or other poisonous substances. The original force and poison have been fused together, and this can be regarded as the real poisonous work.

However, it was more than a notch higher than the Viper Mo Xian had met before.

The palms of his hands also became almost transparent at this time, and there was a faint flow of light in them, which looked very strange.

When he was less than one meter away from Mo Xian, one of Du Wang's fists was pulled back as far as it could go, like a taut bow, there was a buzzing sound.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the violent sound of the bow, the poisonous queen's fist suddenly blasted out, and a mountain of Yuanli poured out at this moment, crushing the air in front of him.

The violent gust blew Mo Xian's clothes rattling. Although he hadn't touched the road yet, Mo Xian's whole body was aching from that force, and an inexplicable sinister force was also following him. The skin penetrates into its body.

"The two-star great martial artist is really scary!"

Mo Xian's complexion also became a lot more dignified at this time, aside from poisoning skills, this poison king is also a powerful warrior.

He suddenly took a step forward, all the muscles in his body twisted, and all the strength was concentrated towards his right arm at this moment.

In the next second, he also punched out with a punch.

"boom!"

Before the two punches came into contact, the air between the two was blown away, and an invisible wave of air swept away, cracking and cracking the ground under their feet.

"Unexpectedly, the Poison King is not only very good at poisoning, but also a two-star martial artist!"

"That poisonous hand is not bad either, he has the strength of a one-star great martial artist, but so far, we haven't seen his poison."

"Tch, the Poison King's poison, coupled with the strength of his two-star great martial artist, that poisonous hand is not worth mentioning at all."

……

And in the fierce confrontation between the two, everyone also saw the strength of the two, and immediately started talking.

But in words, there are more people who support the poison king.

On the ring, Mo Xian and Du Wang's figures stepped back at the same time, standing tens of meters away from each other.

"Poison Hand, I didn't expect you to be a powerful warrior." The look of contempt on Poison King's face has disappeared at this time, but the arrogance of being superior is always the same.

Perhaps, for him, only the presence of the Poison Emperor can make him bow his head.

"There are so many things you can't think of!" Mo Xian smiled lightly, and the moment he was there, he felt that a large amount of poison had invaded his body.

If it were another person to fight the poisonous king, perhaps even a three-star martial artist might not be able to do what he wanted.

But he had no such worries at all.

"Hmph, you may not have noticed that just now, you have been poisoned by me, within three counts, you will bleed to death from your seven orifices!" The poison king said sternly.

"Really, but while I'm talking now, the three numbers seem to have passed." Mo Xian raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"You...impossible, my poison has never been a problem!" The Poison King seemed to have realized this, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Is your poison? Here." Mo Xian smiled lightly, flicked his finger, and a drop of pitch-black venom fell down to the ground along his finger.

"Damn it, how did you do it." The Poison King watched his poison being forced out by Mo Xian, and immediately lost his composure.

"It's very simple, your poison is too weak, but mine is too strong!" Mo Xian chuckled.

"I see. It seems that I have underestimated you." The Poison King nodded slightly. This kind of explanation makes sense, after all, after encountering something more poisonous than it, poison is often powerless.

However, he was obviously just probing just now, and the next step was the real attack.

The energy in his body boiled completely at this moment, enveloping his figure, hesitating and spitting indefinitely, like a ferocious ghost, extremely harmful.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand, and the energy gathered in front of his body, condensing into a spider about ten feet in size.

"Mad spider spirit grabbing hand!"

He shouted loudly, and pointed his arm at Mo Xian.

Then, the huge spider's eyes lit up, as if it had come to life, it slammed into Mo Xian.

Wherever it is called, the ground shatters one after another, and there is still a kind of pitch-black liquid lingering on it.

Obviously, this move of his cannot help being powerful, and the poison contained in it cannot be underestimated.

Mo Xian didn't care much about poison, he was just dueling with an ordinary two-star martial artist.

Therefore, it is only necessary to simply counterbalance its strength.

"drink!"

Mo Xian yelled loudly, and shook his palm in the air, the Remnant Dragon Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and then slashed down in the air.

"Keng!"

The spider formed by the condensed energy was like metal, and when the Remnant Dragon Sword slashed on it, it shot out a series of sparks.

At the same time, a wave of black air swept towards Mo Xian's arm along the Remnant Dragon Sword.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads playfully.

For people at the level of the Poison King, can the attack be directly contacted?

But to everyone's surprise, the toxin that swept towards Mo Xian's arm did infiltrate into Mo Xian's body, but it had no effect.

"This level of poison, it's better not to take it out!" Mo Xian made a loud noise, and the Remnant Dragon Sword danced wildly, and the sharp sword energy slashed out, and the huge spider stopped moving immediately.

Then, cracks began to appear on his body, and black mist gushed out of it, covering the entire arena almost in the blink of an eye, covering the bodies of Mo Xian and the Poison King.

"Bang bang..."

Everyone could only hear the sound of collisions coming out of the black mist, but they didn't know what happened inside.

Not long after, the black mist gradually disappeared, and everyone was shocked to find that the Poison King's body was covered with scars, as if he had been severely beaten just now.

"Damn it, why aren't you afraid of my poison? Could it be... you have a constitution that is immune to all poisons?" The Poison King said, a horrified look finally appeared on his face.

"Hehe, it's not, it's just that you're too watery!" Mo Xian laughed loudly, grasping the Remnant Dragon Sword violently in his hand, pouring strong vitality into it, and actually let out a dragon cry.

"Forget it, even if you don't use poison, I'm better than you!" The poison king seemed to realize something now, and he didn't care about poison or not, so he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

After all, he is the strength of a two-star martial artist, and his palm style is fierce and domineering.Under this palm, the arena collapsed almost immediately.

"Sword of Severing Gang!"

Mo Xian let out a low cry in his heart, and his figure disappeared instantly. The Dragon Sword in his hand slashed out angrily, and it hit the huge palm directly.

(End of this chapter)