Traveling through the world of high martial arts, I opened the simple mode

For a while, Wu Yong spat out several mouthfuls of blood again and again.

He looked up at Ming Kun, and pointed at him tremblingly.

"you……"

In the end, before Wu Yong finished speaking, the cold poison surged in his body, he couldn't hold it any longer, and passed out directly.

Seeing this scene, Ming Kun sneered.

After all, he personally injected the cold poison into Wu Yong's body, and he knew best how much damage it would cause.

"The opportunity was given to you, but you didn't cherish it."

"If you want to play the trick of delaying time with me, do you really think I will be as stupid as my grandpa?"

Ming Kun said, looking at Wu Yong who was unconscious on the ground with indifferent eyes.

Under Mingkun's urging, Wu Yong's heart has already become cold and poisonous. At this level, even if he takes the antidote, he can't be saved.

This antidote is only effective before the heart attack.

Now the only thing left that can save Wu Yong is a few holy medicines, and a few internal skills that are extremely hot and yang.

Speaking of the holy medicine, even if there was one, who would take it for him now?

As for Zhire Zhiyang's internal strength, it has either been lost long ago, or it is the treasure of other sects, it is even more impossible for the Qingcheng Sword Sect to have it.

In this way, in Ming Kun's view, this Wu Yong was already dead.

Ming Kun sneered inwardly, the corners of his mouth raised even higher, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"I, Mingkun, always do what I say! I said I would slaughter your entire family, and I will slaughter your entire family!"

"If you refuse to reveal the whereabouts of the secret technique, then I will kill all your disciples and find it slowly!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the direction of the hut not far from the woods.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly and the words written on the railing outside the hut, after confirming that this is the place where the handyman lives.

Ming Kun planned to start with the handyman who lived here.

He swaggered towards the hut, but suddenly, he felt as if something flashed past his eyes.

In this night, the night wind blows, the pale moonlight shines, and the leaves in the forest shake.

Just heard a voice suddenly sounded.

"Hit if you want, don't damage the place where I live."

Hearing this voice, Ming Kun was shocked.

"who is it!"

"who!"

He looked around, but couldn't see anyone.

From the direction where the voice came from just now, it should be the place where Wu Yong fell down.

But Wu Yong, didn't he already passed out and was about to die?

Ming Kun glanced back, and found that Wu Yong, who had passed out on the ground just now, was sitting quietly with his back against a tree pole.

what happened!

Didn't Wu Yong pass out?

How can I still move by myself?

"Who! Who is it? Come out to me! Don't play tricks here! I really think I'm scared!"

Ming Kun shouted loudly, but still couldn't help swallowing.

If you don't know the situation, the unknown is the scariest thing.

He looked left and right, at Wu Yong who was in a coma, and then at the small house where the handyman lived.

At this moment, he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this small house.

It was as if there was a gigantic beast inside, opening its mouth wide open, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

"Is it my illusion?"

Mingkun thought to himself, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead involuntarily.

I am an imposing third-rank peak martial artist, the grandson of the old monster Nether, and I am also frightened sometimes...

And also because of the residence of a handyman.

Mingkun thought in his heart, felt that this place was inappropriate, it was better to leave quickly.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew, and another figure flashed by.

Just as he was following the figure, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Are you looking for me?"

Chapter 10 Watching the Stars at Night

When the voice came from behind, Ming Kun was taken aback immediately, even the dignified third-rank peak fighters couldn't help crying out.

However, his reaction was also very quick. When he turned around, he picked up the Nether God's Palm and hit him behind him.

Bang!

A loud noise spread, and Ming Kun could feel that the palm was absolutely solid.

Mingkun was determined and had some confidence in his heart.

As long as he was hit by himself, he must be suffering from cold poison.

At that time, the strength will be greatly reduced, even if the gods come and are poisoned by their own cold poison, they will still kill you!

It's just that when he saw the mysterious golden light flashing away, his eyes widened and he retreated violently!

In his mouth, he exclaimed again and again: "Xuan...Xuan...it turned out to be Xuanmen Gang Qi!"

The palm just now did hit, but because of the [Xuanmen Gangqi] body protection, it didn't cause the slightest damage to Su Yuchen at all.

All of Mingkun's palm strength was blocked by [Xuanmen Gangqi].

Including the spreading aura of the Nether God's Palm, which was accompanied by a thick and deep cold poison, was also instantly evaporated by the thick and hot and yang [Nine Suns Divine Art] aura on Su Yuchen's body.

"How is it possible! This is impossible!!"

"[Xuanmen Gangqi] is a Taoist extraordinary skill, but it has been lost a hundred years ago, why does it suddenly appear in Qingcheng Sword Sect now?!"

Ming Kun looked in disbelief at the boy who appeared behind him who looked like he was only in his teens.

He also saw bursts of hot air rising from the opponent's body, which was the hot and yang internal energy breath!

This type of internal strength is just right to restrain the cold poison of his Nether God's Palm.

this moment.

Ming Kun instantly understood why Wu Yong, who had just fallen to the ground and lost consciousness, and had already passed out due to serious injuries from poisoning, now sat there with a steady breath, as if he was asleep.

It is precisely because this young man used his internal energy of heat and yang to resolve the cold poison for Wu Yong.

why!

Why does this person not only possess the long-lost [Xuanmen Stellar Qi], but also possess the inner strength that is extremely hot and yang? !

This kind of profound internal energy of the most yang and heat should not appear in the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Ming Kun has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for so many years, but he has never heard of the Qingcheng Sword School's internal strength that is as hot as it is yang.

On the contrary, Shaolin Temple and Wudang School once had such legends about the appearance of internal strength, but they were limited to legends and had never been seen.

However, at this moment, such long-lost martial arts appeared on the young man in front of him.

And there's more than one kind!

Who the hell is this boy! ?

Seeing his appearance, Su Yuchen ignored him, but silently drew out the Pine Wind Sword.

"Just now I seem to have heard you say that you are going to slaughter Qingcheng Sword Sect?"

Su Yuchen said indifferently.

He was picked up from the snow by the Qingcheng Sword Sect since he was a baby, and was later brought up by the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Although he was just a handyman, Su Yuchen felt a little unhappy when he suddenly killed a person in the place where he had lived for more than ten years, saying that he was going to slaughter the entire Sword Sect.

And just now, this Mingkun had murderous intentions towards Su Yuchen who lived here.

You want to kill me, how can I let you go?

this moment.

The Songfeng sword was unsheathed, and the cold light shone.

Looking at the long sword, Ming Kun's eyes almost went straight.

"The body of the sword is like water, and the tempered lines are like pine... This is the Songfeng Sword!"

"Isn't this the sword of Sword Immortal Songfeng back then? Didn't it disappear with Sword Immortal Songfeng long ago?

Why did it appear in your hand?

who are you? "

"Me? I'm just a little handyman here."

talking.

Su Yuchen swung his sword down, and the pine needle sword energy shot out, shooting towards Mingkun like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

"It turned out to be Pine Needle Sword Qi! Are you Pine Wind Sword Immortal?!"

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible... Sword Immortal Songfeng has fallen thousands of years ago..."

Moreover, since the fall of the Pine Wind Sword Immortal, no one has been able to comprehend the Pine Needle Sword Qi.