The Dragon from Hell

"What's going on!"

Qiu Luoluo found that half of her body was numb, and she looked down subconsciously.

But it would have been better if she hadn't looked. When she looked, she found that the veins on her hand holding the dagger had bulged out at some point, and the veins were thicker than those of ordinary people, and the color was very dark, and it turned from light blue to dark black!

The hideous veins extended all the way to her sleeves.

If she had a mirror in her hand now, she would find that thick black veins had also bulged out on half of her neck at some point!

Qiu Luoluo remembered something at this time, and suddenly raised her head to look at Miao Jin who had been standing in the corner.

Miao Jin's presence was very low, so low that only when they first met just now, his gloomy and cold temperament made people feel uncomfortable for a while.

But soon, because of the appearance of the bloody Xuanyuan Feng, his presence was completely hidden.

He just stood in the shadow like that, as if he had merged with the shadow, and people didn't notice his presence at all.

Of course, maybe Xu Hailin and Qiu Qiming could detect it.

But as a person of lower realm, Qiu Luoluo actually forgot that she had long ignored Miao Jin's existence because she was focused on the battle between Xu Hailin and Qin Feng.

And when she found out, it was too late!

Miao Jin was still standing in the shadow. Because of the light, half of his face was immersed in the light, and the other half was immersed in the dark.

As soon as he raised his head, it made people feel that the half of his face in the light was like an introverted and shy boy, while the other half of his face seemed gloomy and terrifying, as if he was carrying a hatred that was devouring people.

Qiu Luoluo resisted the bloody taste that had already reached her throat, stared at Miao Jin and asked: "When was it..."

"I know you use poison, so I have been on guard and hold my breath all the time."

"How did you do it?"

Qiu Luoluo didn't believe it. She had been following Xu Hailin for seven years. She received the most rigorous training since she was a child, and she directly joined the Eagle Squad at the age of eighteen.

Now she is only 25 years old, but she has become the only female deputy captain of the special team.

Her strength has been recognized by the Martial God Hall.

She thought about it. Although Miao Jin's presence was very low, she never let down her guard due to her professional qualities.

Knowing that Miao Jin used poison, she kept holding her breath.

It was just that Miao Jin didn't move, so she relaxed her guard a little.

When was it?

Miao Jin didn't say anything, but gently raised a hand in her direction.

At this moment, a tiny colorful flying insect left Qiu Luoluo's body and landed on Miao Jin's finger.

In the chaotic room, the light was dim, and the two battles over there were brilliant and colorful, which could easily distract people.

So Qiu Luoluo didn't notice the little insect at first, but now she saw it, her eyes were bloodshot: "Gu worm!"

She was not an ignorant person, so she recognized it at first sight.

However, the art of poison had almost disappeared decades ago.

Although the authorities had sent many people to the Ten Thousand Mountains to look for people who were good at this art, they all returned empty-handed.

Either the inheritance had been broken, or the specific location of the village could not be found at all.

The vast mountains had long buried this treasure that was once regarded as an evil art.

But who would have thought that this young man who seemed to have no sense of existence beside Qin Feng was actually the inheritor of the art of poison!

Her words alarmed Xu Hailin and Qiu Qiming here.

Xu Hailin was fine, but he was distracted for a moment, and soon he was back to focusing on the battle.

Although Qiu Qiming's skills were still there, he never neglected training.

But after all, he had been in the Splashing Star Hall for many years and rarely took action himself.

The ups and downs in the officialdom had long made his attention less focused than before.

But who is Xuanyuan Feng?

If we were to ask who was the most focused on martial arts, it would be Xuanyuan Feng.

He had an innate enthusiasm and passion for martial arts. When he was immersed in it, nothing could distract him.

Moreover, he was not interested in the so-called poison. He only thought that the silver thread of the man in front of him was very interesting, and it was different from any weapon he had encountered before.

Although he seemed weak and soft, he could accurately take every sword of his.

Xuanyuan Feng became more and more excited as he fought. His moves became more and more fluent and sophisticated, and his condition became better and better.

Therefore, at the moment when Qiu Qiming lost consciousness, he accurately seized the opportunity.

He passed the black forest through the silver thread, but did not choose to chop it. Instead, he wrapped the sword body around it, and suddenly made a sword flower, directly pulling Qiu Qiming in front of him, and the other handThen a slap!

In the space between the tug and the slap, Qiu Qiming's original defense was directly shattered!

"Puff!"

Qiu Qiming's old face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot. His body also retreated quickly. After his heels touched the sofa, he stopped with the help of gravity.

Despite this, when his legs touched the sofa, a crisp cracking sound could still be heard.

In addition to the collapse of the sofa frame, his leg bones also had a slight fracture.

"Brother!"

Qiu Luoluo could only talk now. She looked at Qiu Qiming in disbelief: How could my brother lose!

From the moment they started, they had thought about it. One person against one, even if she was not Miao Jin's opponent, Qiu Qiming and Xu Hailin would definitely be able to take down Qin Feng and Xuanyuan Feng.

But now the battle between Qin Feng and Xu Hailin has not ended yet, Qiu Qiming fell first and was even injured.

Xuanyuan Feng held the sword, still looking at Qiu Qiming expressionlessly, with no intention of withdrawing his attack.

But after waiting for a long time, Qiu Qiming did not intend to attack again.

Originally, when he should have been arrogant and proud, Xuanyuan Feng suddenly curled his lips and showed an aggrieved expression: "Ah, why can't you fight? I think it's fun to fight with you. Although it's not as good as fighting with Brother Hefeng, I'm still very happy."

"Why don't you stand up and fight again?"

Xuanyuan Feng was still holding a long sword stained with blood, but when he said this, he had a childlike innocence.

He seemed to really feel sorry for Qiu Qiming's loss, and even wanted to play again.

Even if anyone with a discerning eye could see that his brain was not working well, Qiu Qiming's face was still very ugly.

When had he ever been forced to such a point by a fool?

And a fool with low IQ?

But if he moved now, the broken bones of his leg would penetrate into his bone marrow.

He didn't dare to move.

Finally, Miao Jin walked to Xuanyuan Feng and patted his shoulder: "Brother Feng said that this is enough."