My body has hell

Chapter 187 Hundred Poison Knife, Plague Worm
Not to mention that Han Shan and Master Jinfeng were discussing how to get rid of Liu Feixue behind their backs, but just to say that Qing Yunzi had already fought with Cui Tongyun from Tongue Hell in the open space of the fight.

Qingyunzi fired all his swords, but Cui Tongyun sacrificed the ghost pincers and hung them above his head, ready to fight back at any time.Then he pinched the magic formula with both hands, and saw countless red lights appear out of thin air from behind him, and even entangled Qing Yunzi's flying swords and fell to the ground, losing his spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Liu Feixue couldn't help but nodded secretly: "The red light is clearly the tongue of the tongue-pulling ghost, but it's covered by a red light, and ordinary people can't see the clue at all, and the red light is the river of blood. If it is stained, Qingyunzi's flying sword is probably useless, unless there is a consecrated gemstone, or it is taken back and calcined with samadhi fire, then the flying sword polluted by the blood river can be rescued."

In the past, the senior monks used the dirty things in the place of reincarnation of the five grains to ward off evil spirits. However, compared with this river of blood, it is far behind. This effect is difficult to resist even magic weapons, let alone Qingyun. The flying sword in the executioner's hand is only at the level of a magic weapon.

"I can't even fight against his incarnation outside of me, so what will I do in the future? It seems that I can't keep my hands, even if I have to use my ability to press the bottom of the box." Seeing that his flying sword was broken, Qing Yunzi had no choice but to My heart is ruthless, there are already some signs of obsession.

Thinking of this, Qing Yunzi took a deep breath, raised his hands, and there were 32 three-inch long flying knives with green lights floating around him, and the green lights were clearly poisonous.

"Qing Yunzi actually refined such a terrifying magic weapon in private. This should be the Hundred Poison Knife. Although it is only a top-level magic weapon, it is not included in the list of magic weapons, but anyone who is touched by them will die instantly , even the soul cannot escape." Hong Yun frowned and said.

"Junior Brother Liu, is he not in danger?" Hong Ruyu asked with concern.

"Although the Hundred Poison Knife is very powerful, it is only a magical weapon after all. If Feixue subdues the Immortal Phoenix as the magic weapon of his life, he should be able to deal with it easily." Hong Yun probably did not expect that the Immortal Phoenix had been surrendered by Liu Feixue long ago. It's just that it's not used as a natal magic weapon, but directly refined into a second soul, which is much stronger than the natal magic weapon.

"Die, Liu Feixue!" Qing Yunzi's hair was disheveled, obviously a little crazy, he sacrificed the Hundred Poison Knife, and aimed at Liu Feixue himself.

How could Cui Tongyun, the judge of the Tongue Pulling Hell, allow the Hundred Poisonous Knives to fly by, and then sacrificed the red light to stop those Hundred Poisonous Knives, but this time he miscalculated.

The Hundred Poison Knife is refined using [-] kinds of highly poisonous sacrifices. It can not only injure the body, but also the soul. The long-tongued ghost is not afraid of ordinary weapons, but when stabbed by the Hundred Poison Knife, it still melts instantly. For nothing, it's extremely powerful.

Seeing this, Liu Feixue knew that Cui Tongyun alone might not be able to resist the Hundred Poison Sword, so he also summoned Qin Ruoyu from the Severe Limb Hell.

This Qin Ruoyu held a pair of scissors that could be large or small, and appeared in the form of Liu Feixue himself, causing a commotion even more.

"No way, two incarnations outside the body! This is something that even the number one cultivator in "Tiangang Tu" couldn't do. This kid actually did it. Who is this kid?" The middle-aged man frowned, and suddenly said with a smile, "Hey, the stronger the better, it just so happens that the lifespan of this physical body of Lao Tzu should also be up, why not take that kid's physical body, at least it can last for dozens of years years of life"

As soon as Qin Ruoyu appeared, the shock caused was greater than that of Cui Tongyun.

If it's just one incarnation outside the body, then Liu Feixue's talent can still be said to be outstanding, but the appearance of a second one is a bit unexplainable, unless he has a special cultivation method, he can condense two incarnations outside the body in the alchemy stage.

It was precisely because of this kind of thought that people began to speculate whether Liu Feixue had some kind of cultivation technique specially used to condense the avatar outside of the body. This was something Liu Feixue hadn't expected before, and it was probably a small mistake.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he has already been regarded as a thorn in the side of many people, and he doesn't care about this little trouble.

"Hmph, even if you have a hundred clones, it's useless, you still have to die." That Qing Yunzi laughed wildly, obviously he has used the Hundred Poison Knife before, so he knows how powerful this knife is.

However, he did not expect, nor did the people around him, that an extremely strange thing happened and completely changed the situation of the battle.

I saw those monks who were close to the onlookers suddenly found that their arms were detached from their bodies, and then quickly rushed into the air, grabbed the handle of the Hundred Poison Knife, and grabbed the Hundred Poison Knife.

A person's strength is limited, but if more than a dozen arms are pulled together, no matter how strong Qingyunzi's divine sense is, he will lose control of the Baidu knife.

Finally, the Hundred Poison Knife was in my hand by the countless arms that flew out of nowhere. Although it was shining coldly, it was useless. I'm afraid Qing Yunzi would regret it very much at this time. If he hadn't refined the Hundred Poison Knife The handle is just fine.

Qin Ruoyu waved his big hands, and those arms returned to their original positions. The frightened monks felt relieved at once, but their fear of Liu Feixue was also raised to the extreme.

The spell Liu Feixue used was something they had never seen or even heard of. It was obviously his own arm, but it would suddenly fall off and fly out without even bleeding a drop of blood. If this kind of thing was told, even monks would be very upset. It's hard to believe, but in fact Liu Feixue just used it.

Qing Yunzi lost the Hundred Poison Knife and has become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Liu Feixue sent Qin Ruoyu and Cui Tongyun back to the underworld in his body, then flicked his right hand lightly, and a three-inch long black light shot away, easily entering In Qingyunzi's body, just for a moment, that Qingyunzi suddenly trembled and foamed at the mouth, and it didn't take long for him to turn into a rotting corpse, which was much worse than Han Shan's situation in the past.

Liu Feixue gave Qing Yunzi a cold look, raised his hand and retracted the plague centipede. This is the insect body refined by his primordial spirit. Not only does it possess all the poison of the plague god, but it can also be controlled at will, as long as it penetrates into the opponent's body , can infect the other party with the poison of the plague.

Han Shan couldn't do anything about it, let alone Qing Yunzi.

Seeing that at this time, the crowd of onlookers had already backed away, and many places were vacated. Except for the people from the Chiyang Gate, almost no one dared to approach Liu Feixue within three feet.

The pockmarked face that was thinking about taking away Liu Feixue's body just now became even more excited: "Hehe, at the age of 16, he has so many supernatural powers. If the old man takes him away, wouldn't he be able to return to the old days? The pinnacle position?"

Thinking of this, he looked at Hong Yun who was standing there: "Although there are many people in the Chiyang Sect, the only person I fear is Hong Yun. If I can find some helpers."

The old man with a pockmarked face searched around, and suddenly saw Han Shan and Jin Feng who were still whispering in the distance, he couldn't help but giggled: "It really didn't take much effort, with those two helping me hold Hong Yun, Liu Feixue counted What, it's not easy to catch. But his weird spell is powerful, in order to be more sure, let's wait until we get the ginseng fruit."

The old man with a pockmarked face gave a strange laugh, his whole body restrained, like an ordinary person standing among a group of monks, looking at Liu Feixue coldly, drooling from the corner of his mouth, as if he was more excited than seeing ginseng fruit.

"Hey, Zhang Pockmark, what are you doing all the time staring at Liu Feixue, do you want to go up and compete?" The people on the side seemed to know this old man with a pockmarked face, and laughed.

"You guys are just joking. If I am a monk in the Qi refining stage and challenge a monk in the Alchemy stage, unless I am impatient with life, I am crazy." Zhang Mazi shook his head and said.

"Bah, it's just a joke, you still take it seriously, with your little ability, even we can crush you to death, let alone Liu Feixue."

This is the way of the world, just now these people attacked Liu Feixue, thinking that Liu Feixue used some improper means to kill Bai Sanniang, but now they are like Liu Feixue's relatives, calling so affectionately, in the end it is because of strength .

Zhang Mazi lowered his eyes, but there was a fierceness and murderous intent in his eyes. This person looked at the monk who insulted him, just like Liu Feixue looked at Qing Yunzi who insulted his family just now, as if what he was looking at was not A person, but a corpse.

"Liu Feixue, you are so ruthless. Brother Qingyunzi is just sparring with you, how can you put him to death?" Han Ye roared loudly over there.

"Members of the Hanshan sect, don't be ashamed of yourself there. If you have the ability, go up to challenge and try. What's the use of just talking about kung fu." Someone shouted.

"That's right, Guardian Han Ye, you are also a character on the "Di Sha Tu" after all, could it be that you are afraid of Liu Feixue?" Someone echoed.

When Han Ye heard these words, he clenched his fists into a "cracking" sound, but he still understood the principle of the most important thing, and finally let go of his fists: "Liu Feixue, today's matter is not over yet, we need to settle the ginseng fruit matter." Yes, our Hanshan faction will come to settle accounts with you."

"Your kindness is welcome. Anyway, there has always been disharmony between your Hanshan faction and our Chiyangmen. Since you are coming, don't forget to bring your coffin. We don't have the materials for you to make that thing." Liu Feixue looked at Han Ye lightly. At a glance, although this result was not what he wanted to see, he was very satisfied to be able to vent his anger on his family.

What's more, he is not alone today, with the help of his master Hongyun, the master of Fumotang Hongri, Xia Houyue, Hong Ruyu, Han Feng, Yinjian and others, even if the other party wants to make trouble, he may not need to do it Woolen cloth.

"Wow, as expected of Liu Feixue, what you said is bold and arrogant!"

"Idiot, that's not arrogance, it's domineering, Qing Yunzi couldn't move without seeing Liu Feixue standing there? That's a master."

"Yes, yes, maybe Liu Feixue is actually a master in the Nascent Soul stage!"

It was a mess of discussions again, as lively as a vegetable market.

Most of the people talking about it were the ones who just said bad things to Liu Feixue, so it's really a fool.

But it's no wonder they, this world is like this, the strong can be respected, the weak only deserve to be cast aside, without even a chance to argue.

Qing Yunzi belongs to casual cultivators, has no sect, and only has two disciples, but at this moment he dare not approach the corpse, he dare not even collect the corpse.

"Feixue, although Qing Yunzi did a little too much, he is an old man after all. Since he is dead, let's help him collect the body, so as not to be exposed to wind and rain here." Hong Yun stepped forward and sighed.

Liu Feixue nodded. He respected Hong Yun, so it was very important that he could do anything that was not an excessive request.

He clapped his hands together, the ground suddenly cracked, and a thick mound appeared out of thin air, Qing Yunzi was tightly wrapped in it, and then gradually became smaller until it covered Qing Yunzi's rotten body like a clay sculpture After getting up, he slowly fell to the ground.

"You two, take your master's corpse to Qingyun Peak. It's best not to seek revenge on me, because I will never show mercy. I won't even clean up the corpse for you when the time comes." Liu Feixue looked Looking at Qing Yunzi's two apprentices, he said in a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)