Iron Cross Fire

It's over!

Seeing Deng Shiqi's sword stabbing at him, Wu Ming was so scared that his soul flew away. He hurriedly got up and dodged to the side.

Swish...

Although Wu Ming reacted quickly and avoided the vital points, he did not completely avoid the sword. He heard the sound of clothes being torn, and a big cut was made on his shoulder, and blood gushed out.

For a moment, Wu Ming's face was pale and his heart was completely confused.

The matter has been exposed, what can he do!

Seeing that he dared to hide, everyone around him scolded him.

"Asshole, don't you want to die?"

"You dare to hide?"

"Master, kill this scum quickly."

The scolding of the crowd continued, and Deng Shiqi's eyes were bloodshot. He and Zheng Wanwan supported each other and had a deep relationship. At this time, knowing that she was harmed by Wu Ming like this, he felt a surge of anger.

"You almost killed Wanwan. If I don't kill you today, heaven and earth will not tolerate it!"

After the words fell, Deng Shiqi tightly grasped the long sword, exerted his inner strength, and rushed forward again.

At this time, Deng Shiqi was full of anger, and he just wanted to cut Wu Ming in front of him into pieces to relieve his hatred.

Hua La...

At the same time, several elders also drew out their ice blades and rushed towards Wu Ming.

Huh!

Seeing Deng Shiqi rushing towards him again, Wu Ming felt his legs go weak and he could hardly stand. However, under the stimulation of the desire to survive, he didn't know where he got the strength from. His face became ferocious and he shouted, "Okay, very good, you all want to kill me, right..."

"I, Wu Ming, have been loyal to Beihai Xingxiu over the years and have made many contributions. Now you want to kill me just because of my fault?"

"Want to take my life? Let's see if you have the ability to do so."

After the last word fell, Wu Ming laughed evilly and quickly took out a small cowhide bag from his body. After untying it, he directly sprinkled it on Deng Shiqi and the others. It was a bag of emerald green powder. After it was sprinkled, it quickly formed a green smoke in the air.

It was the strange poison of Dianhunsan.

Wu Ming had more than one bag of Dianhunsan on him. At this critical moment, he decided to use Dianhunsan to save his life.

Wow!

Seeing the green powder, both Deng Shiqi and the elders around him changed their expressions and were extremely angry.

"Be careful, this is Dianhunsan."

"This bastard, he still has it on him."

"Scatter quickly, don't breathe it into your mouth and nose..."

In panic, everyone retreated, but even so, they still inhaled some Dianhunsan.

Deng Shiqi was very angry, but he remained calm at this time and shouted: "Those who inhaled Dianhunsan, hurry up, sit cross-legged on the ground, use your internal force to seal your Qihai acupoint."

As long as the Qihai acupoint is sealed, the poison of Dianhunsan will not spread to the meridians of the whole body.

Crash!

As soon as the voice fell, everyone around hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, and Deng Shiqi was no exception. He sat cross-legged there and used his internal force to seal the acupoints, but his eyes were still fixed on Wu Ming.

For a while, in the entire bedroom, only Yue Feng was still standing there. He was a mysterious saint, immune to all poisons, and even if he inhaled Dianhunsan, he was fine.

Haha...

Seeing that Deng Shiqi and his men were sitting on the ground sealing the acupuncture points, Wu Ming laughed and took the opportunity to rush out of the bedroom.

Seeing this scene, Deng Shiqi was furious.

"Beihai Xingxiu, all disciples listen to my order... Kill Wu Ming immediately, without any mistakes."

The next second, a cold voice came from Deng Shiqi's mouth.

"Kill!"

Hearing the order, dozens of elite disciples guarding outside immediately howled, drew their swords, and surrounded Wu Ming directly.

Buzz.

As the third elder, Wu Ming was powerful and naturally did not take these elite disciples seriously. At that time, he did not hesitate at all and directly burst out his internal strength.

Then, Wu Ming raised his hand and waved, holding a black long knife tightly in his hand.

"Get out of my way, whoever dares to stop me will die..." Wu Ming howled loudly, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and rushed directly into the crowd.

"Ah..."

For a moment, Wu Ming was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, waving the black long sword in his hand. The dozens of elite disciples who surrounded him could not stop him at all. They screamed and fell into a pool of blood one after another.

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