The Immortal’s Poison

Screamed suddenly, like cutting a sad knife through the tranquility of the mountain village, Wen Lebin was already lying in the pool of blood, and the brilliant flying sword circled in the air for half a week before being recovered by a young Taoist.

Uncle Wen Tunhai's complexion was blue, and he waved his hand, and immediately the two Wenjia teenagers jumped out and brought back the seriously wounded Wen Lebin.

Wen Lebin is the eldest among the third generation of disciples of the Wen family. He is also the elder brother of Wen Leyang. Although he failed the ten-year exam, he is also a leader in Wen Jia Village.

Wen Lebin looked at the uncle with unwilling eyes, Wen Tunhai sighed, his five fingers fluttered like a wheel, and quickly held several big holes around his wound, and the blood spewing from the spring immediately slowed down.

In four days, he has lost 13 games in a row. Except for himself, almost all the elite masters in Wenjia Village were defeated. Seven died and six were seriously injured.

Opposite is a middle-aged white face with a long black beard, smiling and looking at Wen Tunhai: "Hand over the people, although Wen Bucao's name is loud, but it is just a commoner, lost to We are not shameful, why should we die? "His tone was sincere and sincere.

Wen Tunhai snorted without answering, and took a few steps to stand in the center of the stone screen, and said lightly: "Which Taoist does not hesitate to enlighten me."

Hundreds of old and young children from the Wen family burst into cheers, and the already bleak eyes were again lit up by hope, and Uncle Wen Tunhai finally had to shoot!

Long-bearded old man chuckled, shook his head helplessly, turned around and randomly selected a young Taoist, and gently asked in his mouth: "Leave his life, I still have something to ask him."

Smiled disdainfully and swallowed calmly, calming his mind. This group of Taoist princes and knuckles are average. Every fight is the upper hand of Wen's children, but when they are about to win, the other party suddenly releases flying swords or casts spells, and hits them all at once. No power to fight back.

This group of Taoists is by no means an ordinary river and lake. Many of their methods exist only in legend.

The three leaders left Jiuding Mountain a few months ago, and Wen Tunhai was the master, but faced a crisis that the Wen family had not encountered for two thousand years since the founding of the mountain. Now no one but the Wen family has strength. Contend with each other.

The little priest walked into the field and gave a gift: "Dingyang Palace, jade machine for advice." After the hands were imaginaryly pushed, a portal was placed, and the young face instantly glowed with full luster, under the sunshine, full of Awe-inspiring.

Wen Tun Hai ha ha smiled: "The dark arrow hurts things, what posture to put directly on your flying sword will not get it!" After that, there was a loud roar, and he stepped up.

The two people were originally separated by a distance of seven or eight meters. Wen Tunhai stepped to the front of the jade machine in one step and punched the face with a punch!

Yu Jizi was shocked. They have been winning streak since going up the mountain. Although the people challenged by the Wen family have some strength, but the level is roughly the same, he thought that the strength of Wen Tunhai is not much different from other people. The empty fist, the fist of others can only be seen clearly with the cross-eyed.

In a hurry, Yuji Zi greeted the fist that wanted to wrap Wen Tunhai with one hand, but the palm and fist had just touched, and a sudden pain came from the palm of the heart.

Fist penetrated the palm, did not stay half a minute, hit the shoulder of the little Taoist hard!

Yu Jizi fell heavily, and his mouth screamed loudly, and the other hand held the sword tactics to cast the flying sword. The flying sword in the waist just shook up. Suddenly, the ankle tightened and Wen Tunhai was already Reaching for his ankle, he pulled him back into his arms and gave him a light hug.

Little priest wow spitting blood in the sky!

In this hug, Wen Tunhai's all joints on the whole body swelled like a tide attack, hitting a total of seventy-three times from top to bottom, and hit the little Taoist in all!

Feijian just flew, and it fell off slantingly, and the jade machine had turned into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground. After struggling a few times, Junxiu's fair complexion turned red and black, and his body jumped a few times without any movement.

Wen Tunhai smiled and reached for his black-bearded face with a sudden change of face. He knows his own heart. This seemingly simple victory is actually because the opponent is caught off guard and hasn't had time to release the flying sword. The next time someone has prepared for it, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to win.

The Wen family cheered up and down!

The cheering sounded just now, and was cut off by the hardened Guanghua falling from the sky. Two flying swords rose from the group of priests at the same time.

Wen Tunhai didn't expect the other party to lose face immediately after losing a game, shouted, hit five punches on the ground, jumped high, and jumped up quickly, training the wrong fist for many years. Performed to the extreme, dancing like a madman, flying between two flying swords, every time to avoid the bad luck of flying sword plus body, there are a few times the flying sword has cut his shirt, just to avoid Slower, a row of transparent holes immediately appeared on his body.

Dancing across the sky, Wen Tunhai's figure kept moving, leaning towards the group of Taoists quickly.

The black-bearded Taoist shook his head regretfully, and just as Wen Tenghai looked at the impending rush to the Taoist priest, he suddenly shouted, "Ji!" A dark red Chilian light flashed out of midair without warning!

Although Wen Tunhai seemed to be in a hurry, he did not lose the two flying swords in a short period of time, and he always divided his mind to prepare for the other to attack again, but he never expected that the black flying sword Hidden in the air all the time, I had no time to avoid the key point of the chest, and scolded hard, and the burly body fell from the air.

A short sword like a red dragonfly is deeply embedded in the shoulder blade of Wen Tunhai. The other two flying swords are buzzing and humming, chasing like a shadow!

Everyone in the Wen family screamed in unison, and each of them unfolded his body and then threw himself up desperately. Wen Tunhai looked at the two flying swords and could not avoid them anyway, and sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, there was a sudden black in front of my eyes, and there was a cry in his ear: "Uncle!"

A familiar figure shot like an arrow, fluttering into the air with the sound of the wind, and greeted the two swords that chased the soul and bones!

Wen Leyang had just entered the village and was seeing Wen Tunhai endangered. He screamed and took off. After waking up, he fisted the poison of the corpses of the vagina, the fire poison of the Buddha lampworm, the poison and the meridian of the sick insects. The toxic power of the medicinal wine accumulated in is fully integrated into his body, and the body will become heavier under the force, and then the momentum swayed by inertia is also powerful and arrogant, and the speed is more than the original. I didn't know how many times it was faster. A gray figure was drawn in the air, and I reached for the two flying swords with my hand.

There was a muffled noise.

Wan Tunhai fell heavily to the ground!

Whispered twice.

A pair of polished silver flying swords have been caught in Wen Leyang's hands, struggling like a poisonous snake!

The black-bearded Taoist suddenly changed his face, squeezed his sword tactics, and Wen Tunhai screamed. His body that had just fallen to the ground jumped up sharply. The dragonfly red sword embedded in his shoulder blade was pulled out fiercely, and flew back to the master's hand. .

Behind the black-bearded Taoist, the two young priests were pale and kept squeezing out sword tactics, trying to bring Feijian back to their hands.

Wen Leyang just felt like he was holding two red-hot irons in his hand. A burst of knife-like strength cut into the body from the palm of his hand. The skin on his arm also shrunk and tightened. After a while, the two sharp forces were taken by his body. Suddenly tense force shattered.

Two silly uncles ran up, heaving up the stones in their hands.

Two young priests tremble with wailing in their mouths: "No!"

Jingle's crisp sound, after a moment, was another mosaic.

Wen Leyang couldn't take care of the enemy, leaned over and raised the uncle, and until now he was carrying Wen Xiaoyi behind him.

Now half of the body of the sword in Wen Tunhai is unable to move. The red sword is inserted and pulled out, and countless fierce hot swords are swimming around in his body. The pain is very painful, but he suddenly realized that he stared at a pair of big eyes. Look at the monster and look at Wen Leyang: "You ... you **** really you?"

Wen Leyang smirked, nodded and said: "I am me."

With a hula, all the old and young Wen family gathered around, hurriedly hesitated to wrap up the wound on Wen Tunhai to stop bleeding. The black beard on the opposite side said aloud and asked, "Where is the Taoist friend coming? Dingyang Palace Yu Lingzi is courteous, unlimited life ... blessing! "

Catching flying swords with bare hands, ordinary people seem to have nothing strange, just like receiving darts with empty hands, but the practitioners understand that flying swords, under the guidance of sword tactics, contain a congenital force, let alone ordinary people, Even a large stone would not want to trap Feijian. It was clear that they had investigated long before they came. Although the Wen family is a strong family in the hidden world, in the final analysis they are only ordinary people. As soon as Wen Leyang appeared, he caught the flying swords of his two younger brothers. Become a self-cultivator.

The last word "Fu", like thunder, exploded in the almost condensed air, the surrounding ravens were suddenly frightened, and they all screamed and flew around.

Wen Leyang's eyes were as good as electricity, staring fiercely at each other!

Blackbeard Lao suddenly screamed, and at the moment of facing Wen Leyang's eyes, he suddenly jumped and stumbled back a few steps.

A dozen of Taoists behind him shouted loudly.

Wen Leyang was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't know it, and he would still use this "eye poison".

Uncle laughed aloud, just laughed twice and turned into a cough: "Don't be stupid, kid, it's the blue ringworm I just laid!"

It can be seen by careful analysis. At the location where Wen Tunhai just hit the ground with five punches, a layer of dark color has spread to the feet of the group of priests. Just now everyone is paying attention to the fierce fighting in the air. I didn't notice that my feet had been poisoned by Wen Tunhaibu.

Wen Leyang smirked twice: "I said I'm not that powerful, it's you who is really powerful!" Said, pleased, raised a thumbs up to Wen Tunhai.

Wen Tunhai scolded: "These Taoists are not ordinary people! Without Feijian and Fu, they died three times early! Boy, don't hurry up!"

A group of Taoists really knew Wen Bucao's method. Only a moment later, a dark red ringworm grew on his body. Several little priests who were poorly trained reached out and scratched on their bodies while killing pigs. Wailed.

Wen Leyang hesitated for a moment and slowly shook his head: "Uncle, they can't go!"

The headed black-bearded man shot like a power, and first released a red sword to patrol around his own to prevent the Wen family from sneaking in. Then he took out a dozen paper notes from his arms. While reading words in his mouth, he endured to drill into the bone marrow The itch, quickly walked between the people under him, and attached a paper note to everyone's body, and then sipped: "Pure body rune, all poisons retreat, disease!"

A puff of black smoke lingered from everyone, and the poisonous ringworm that had grown on his face withered instantly and quickly disappeared.

A sharp-spoken Wen Jiadi ran to Wen Leyang and quickly spoke about the origin of this group of enemies.

Four days ago, the group of priests who claimed to be Dingyang Palace suddenly went up the mountain, saying that a younger brother under their door had died in the mountain a hundred days ago.

But these old-fashioned strange behavior, did not directly call out to kill, but threatened to defeat the disobedient people, until Wen Jiajiao.

Wen Leyang gave a slightly surprised look at the Taoist opposite.

Wen Tunhai sneered: "What kind of brother was killed, I have never seen such a revenge, this group of old-fashioned eccentricities, there must be any conspiracy!"

Wen Leyang scratched the back of his head and whispered to Wen Tunhai: "A hundred days ago, I actually killed a kid who could fly a sword in Hongye Lin. He was leading someone to break into the old, sick and dead. Like a group of people, the sword will be released. "

Wen Tunhai looked at him in amazement, thought for a moment, and whispered: "Wen parents are young!"

"Escort disciple Wen Leyang down the mountain ..." Before Wen Tunhai finished, Wen Leyang hurriedly covered his mouth: "Uncle, let me try!"

Wen Tunhai begged Bai Lai and shook Wen Leyang's hand away: "Nonsense, you have missed a good opportunity to attack the enemy, you are not their opponent ..." Before he finished his words, he suddenly greeted Wen Leyang's confident smile.

"Uncle, do you know that there is an ancestor in our family called Wenlazi? The set of self-cutting meridian exercises left by his old man made me learn when I had a chance."

Wan Tunhai's stunned face, with his mouth wide open, could be tucked into an electric iron: "What nonsense do you say during the day!"

Wen Leyang chuckled, pressed Xiao Yi's forehead beside him, and slowly walked into the field.

Blackbeard Lao stretched out his hand and received the flying sword, his face was solemn: "Who is your Excellency?"

Wen Leyang glanced at a group of polite Taoist priests, and suddenly thumped with joy: "Just finished?"

Blackbeard's old way, Yu Lingzi's bones and fairy winds smiled, it seemed that he didn't care about such a worldly joke. He said politely: "Your Excellency laughed, Wen Bucao hurt people first, and poison the world, Dingyang Palace took action to punish He also asked Daoyou to sit on the wall and watch Dingyang Palace sit down with three hundred monks.

Wen Leyang didn't speak, but just raised her eyebrows, and motioned him to continue.

Yu Lingzi was stunned and kind, and he was kindly clear: "A hundred days ago, my brother passed the Jiuding Mountain and was innocently injured by the Wen family. Even my brother still had a little cultivation, and a trace of the **** of God escaped to the tripod. Master Yang ordered us to go down the mountain. "

Wen Leyang asked faintly: "What is your brother like?"

Yu Lingzi waved his hand, and a photo slowly hovered in the air, Wen Leyang reached out to catch the photo, and he was envious of this trick.

In the photo, the face of the baby who died in the red leaf forest was smiling with red teeth and white teeth. The smile contained a bit of shame and his eyes were clear and bright.

The tone of the old black beard has not changed: "Have you ever seen my brother in the mountain?"

Wen Leyang was about to speak, and the baby face in the photo suddenly had a stern expression, and a smiley eye was instantly filled with resentment and hatred, as if to break away from the shackles of the photo and rush out to choose someone to eat! A cyan flame ignited immediately, and a photo suddenly turned into blue smoke.

Heiyuyu Lingzi screamed: "It turns out that you are the murderer!" Wen Leyang suddenly felt his eyelids jump, and the dragonfly-like red sword with a gentle Weng Ming suddenly came out of the air. Straight to his heart!

Wen Leyang was stunned, and the self-cultivation people were not easy to deceive.

Similarly, self-cultivation people are very deceptive.

Just now I saw that Blackbeard Laodao had put Feijian in his arms. I did n’t know when he was secretly released again. When he found out that Red Sword had arrived in front of him, he was instinctively reacting in his busy schedule. The whole body was like Twist like a twist and twist sideways, while the five fingers of the right hand are like wheels, flicking quickly towards the blade of the red sword.

In the eyes of other Wen family members, there was only a red awn in the sky at first glance, and he could barely see the shadow of the fiery red sword, but Wen Leyang, who had made corpse poison and all poisons into the body, could clearly see the small sword. Action and direction.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

Crisp percussion sounds together, melodious Qingyuan, Wen Leyang's fingertips of each finger of his right hand lightly tapped on the red sword, as if doing nothing, tapping the table with five fingers boringly.

After the combo, Wen Leyang was thundered and fell to the ground with a scream. His face was flushed, and the scar on his cheekbone seemed to be alive, showing a fierce light. There was a sneer on Heixuyu Lingzi's face. His flying sword was not ordinary, and his name was 'Fire Tail', which he had inadvertently obtained from him ~ www.readwn.com ~ even his teacher Zun raved about the sword. Like Wen Leyang, when he was in the sword, attacking the flying sword with his flesh and blood was no different from sending his hand into the guillotine.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojian began to fly around in the sky, shaking his head slantingly in the sky. The black beard Yu Lingzi pinched the sword tactics, and the little sword ignored it, and wanted to get drunk like a mess. A moment passed by the Taoist prince, attracting several exclamations; a moment flew from the Wen family's head, attracted a scolding.

Yu Lingzi panicked, hurriedly hurried into the field, constantly changing gestures, following Xiaojian in a circle, trying to lead back to his baby,

Wen Jiu looked excited and turned back, and said to his stupid brother, "Feijian seems to keep calling."

Wen Shisanhan's smirk didn't speak.

Yu Lingzi, who was busy with excitement, heard a fool's rumors, and his eyes flashed a bit of murderousness. Suddenly a strange voice rang from his ears: "Why is this?" Yu Lingzi was terrified. Looking back, Wen Leyang didn't know when he had got up with a smile, and was pointing to the 'Drunken Sword' in the air with the right hand that should have been crippled.

Is still the same as before. When the external force enters the body, the pores of Wen Leyang's body are violently closed, tightly hug the body, a strong force from all directions to attack the body's strength.

Wen Leyang has gradually become accustomed to this feeling, there will be a joy full of power in the tightening of the pores.

Yu Lingzi couldn't care about his flying sword, and rushed to the enemy without making a fist without saying a word. The fleece of Wen Leyang had already hunted with the strong wind.

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