I, son of the northern border, land god

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Seeing this fear of death, Chen Beixuan also understood why Mo Qianyun was not famous anymore.

for fear of death.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and he is afraid of death, so he has been deliberately hiding himself.

Chen Beixuan couldn't help feeling that the arena of Damang and the arena of Dali are different.

In the Jianghu of Dali, there are more rules and more human touch.So there are not many demons, and if there are some achievements, I wish everyone would know.

But the arena of Damang is even more cruel, and everyone must learn to survive in this cruel arena.

"An antidote."

Chen Beixuan said coldly.

Mo Qianyun's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he knew Chen Beixuan's eyes that he would die today.

"I give you."

He said lightly, putting his hands in his arms and groping for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Beixuan also asked a question.

663 "Did you poison Luoshen?"

Mo Qianyun shook her head: "No. She has been very vigilant all along, and she has no chance to strike."

"Does that mean I'm being careless?" Chen Beixuan shook his head helplessly.

He is not careless, he has absolute confidence in his own strength, okay?

"Do I have to die?" Mo Qianyun asked suddenly.

Chen Beixuan nodded: "You have been pierced by the four swords, and the sword energy remains in your body, even if I don't kill you, you will still die after going through the pain.

"Give me the antidote, and I can make you die faster."

Mo Qianyun suddenly laughed, and a silver glow shot out from his chest!

Chen Beixuan dodged subconsciously, and at the same time, with a thought, a flying sword suddenly pierced through Li Mo Qianyun's throat.

Mo Qianyun's eyes widened, and he died slowly.

"Hey, you know you're going to die, so don't you let me have a good time?"

Chen Beixuan murmured, stepped forward and lifted Mo Qianyun's clothes.

Under the clothes, there were bottles and cans, and he was holding a few of them at this moment.

Seeing this pile of small bottles gave Chen Beixuan a headache, he didn't know anything about poison.

And he didn't believe there was really no cure.

Otherwise, he would have to maintain his current state for three days.

If something happens to you, it won't be too bad. .

Chapter 208: This road is blocked

"By the way, Luoshen is a well-known devil, and he may have researched poison."

Chen Beixuan touched his chin, then turned his head to look outside the hall.

At this time, Luoshen and Hong Shan were fighting fiercely.

It is not that simple for two strong men in the realm of land immortals to decide the outcome.

Besides, Luoshen's strength was about the same as Hong Shan's.

In this case, the battle between the two seems to be very stalemate.

However, the two shot extremely hard, and both of them had no reservations, so although the time of fighting was not long, both of them were seriously injured.

Chen Beixuan smiled and whistled directly.

"Little devil, we're out to help!"

He yelled, and the ghost-faced Shan Zhao who was staying in the corner of the hall immediately howled and rushed to Chen Beixuan.

It seems that no one made it a shot just now, it looks very boring.

—Two figures, one big and one small, rushed out of the hall immediately.

Outside the main hall, the jade flute in Luoshen's hand was pitch black, as if it had been covered with a layer of refined iron.

Hong Shan's weapon is a pair of crimson gloves, as if smeared with blood.

The glove is engraved with complex symbols.

At this moment, it seemed that there was even a small whirlwind on the surface of the glove, and the sound was whistling.

Luoshen shouted angrily, jumped up high, raised the jade flute in his hand like a long-handled saber over his head, and then slammed it down!

Hong Shan also went forward to meet him, his crimson fist drew a dazzling light in mid-air, and smashed forward!boom!

The tyrannical air machines of the two collided with each other, creating a huge wave of air that swept over like a tsunami.

The air wave swept past, and even the ground it passed was violently lifted up.

Standing there, Chen Beixuan and Guimian Shanzhao felt a gust of wind blowing towards them, whistling past.

After a while, the strong wind stopped, but Luoshen and Hong Shan were fighting together again, and neither of them would relax for a moment.

With a thought in Chen Beixuan's mind at this time, the seven flying swords suddenly flew forward, drawing seven faint rays of light in the air.

Three steps away from Hong Shan, the seven flying swords suddenly parted and attacked Hong Shan from seven different directions, as if piercing through the void, and came in front of Hong Shan in an instant.

"Luo Shen, I'm here to help〃II o"

Chen Beixuan only made a sound after the sword was drawn first.

Although Hong Shan saw Chen Beixuan just now, he didn't expect Chen Beixuan to make a move directly.

He suddenly waved his fist, protecting himself airtight.

And although he seemed flustered, he hit the seven flying swords with every punch, causing the flying swords to fly backwards.

He took the opportunity to retreat and distanced himself from Luoshen.

Before, he was evenly matched with Luoshen, but with the addition of Chen Beixuan, the outcome is uncertain.

He was still cursing Mo Qianyun in his heart.

After all, this is the guy who said his poison was safe.

But wasn't he killed by Chen Beixuan?

"Are you okay?" Chen Beixuan looked at Luoshen.

Luoshen shook his head: "It's okay, he was not seriously injured."

"That's just right, it seems that there will be one less big devil in the Great Mang Jianghu."

Chen Beixuan said with a smile, the seven flying swords roared back.

With the addition of a huge ghost-faced Shankui, the three of them are against Hong Shan, and the odds of winning are naturally great.

But Hong Shan now has the intention to retire.

"Chen Beixuan, you don't need to be complacent, there are people from the Great Mang Army outside. No matter how powerful you are, can you escape?"

He sneered twice: "I'll go outside and wait for you!"

After speaking, he drew back.

But how could Chen Beixuan let him escape at this time? Could it be that he was asked to tip off the news?

So he flew up, and the Tai'a sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath at this time, and fell to his feet.

—In an instant, he was immersed in the lightning, and he used his sword control skills to the extreme, and rushed out suddenly.

This speed startled Luoshen beside him.

Not long after Hong Shan ran out, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing over his head.

Before he could take a closer look, a flying sword struck heavily and pierced hard into the ground in front of him.

Fei Jian was still trembling, as if warning others that this way was impossible.

Hong Shan looked back, and Luoshen had already chased after him.

He didn't want to get entangled, so he wanted to continue running in another direction.

But another flying sword fell from the sky, blocking the direction in which he wanted to escape.

"Chen Beixuan, don't bully people too much!" Hong Shan looked at Chen Beixuan in mid-air and shouted angrily.

But Chen Beixuan just waved his fingers lightly, and a flying sword suddenly fell down at this moment.

Feijian formed a circle, blocking all directions of Hongshan.

After such a delay, Luoshen has already caught up.

Even Ghost Face Shan Zhao ran over.

It's just that it looked very arrogant when it ran, and it didn't know how many walls it smashed along the way.

Hong Shan's eyes were full of anxiety, he gave a low drink, and punched a flying sword hard.

But the moment he made the move, Chen Beixuan also grasped Tai'a Sword, and a shocking sword energy suddenly appeared.

The long sword fell, and the sword energy suddenly came out, and it came to Hong Shan in the blink of an eye.

Although he was only at the first rank of Vajra Realm at this time, the power of this sword should not be underestimated.

Hong Shan was injured in the battle with Luoshen, so he didn't dare to fight recklessly at this time, so he could only retreat.

Luoshen finally rushed over, and the jade flute in his hand, together with the light blade, was like a long-handled war knife, majestic and majestic.