"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang"

A series of sounds suddenly broke out in Wandu's body. The cold air that was sent into Wandu's body by fighting before exploded with the magic claw technique. In Wandu's body, the cold air needles were spreading horizontally.

The toxic true qi that is circulating in the meridians is like being stuck with several locks.

At this moment, it was forcibly stopped.

The cold and severe pain came like a tide, causing the weak and seriously injured Wan Du to turn black and almost collapse. His injuries were all relying on Ye Jin's glass fan to suppress the poison, but also relying on his thick true energy to resist the small needle of the cow hair outside his body.

As soon as the true qi stops, the small needles of cow hair inserted into the meridians flow along the blood, which is more painful!

Even if it's only a few moments...

"Clang"

The sacrificial self-restraint rises nine minutes, Chen Qiu's body is like a flame burning, and the three-fold increase in true energy presses the force into the limbs and bones, just like a ball of fire, burning in Shen Qiu's body.

Toxins are still in effect.

But it cannot stop Chen Qiu from rising up like a mad tiger.

Shuoxue and Xueji two true energy wrapped around their fists, and they punched them into Wandu's body with one punch, dispelling the poisonous miasma, and clasped their left hand into a claw-shaped shape. The ice spreads between ghosts and wolves howls, like ghost claws slapped horizontally.

Five consecutive blows were made on Wan Du, black blood splattered everywhere, and ice penetrated the body.

The two fists recovered a few points, and the Liangyi Divine Fist hit the front, one left and one right, hit Wandu’s chest, and nine points sacrificed themselves as fierce as anger. The boiling true energy brought endless strength to Chen Qiu, making the sound of bone cracks sounded so shockingly in the poisonous miasma.

In the three breaths, all poisons are like the best sandbag.

Chen Qiu tried to pour out all the fist and palm techniques he had mastered, just like a ghost flashing, tangling beside him, and the poisons squirted blood all over his body, just like a water bag shattering.

"ah!"

The old man Wandu also knew that the time for death had come. He could not catch Chen Qiuyi's figure, but only felt the ghosts in front of him, so he did not distinguish them.

The black fan in his hand raised up, causing hundreds of poisonous smoke to explode at the same time, trying to force Chen Qiu back.

But a familiar sword light lit up in front of your eyes.

knife...

Greedy Wolf Sword, Zhang Moye's sword.

But this sword light was never seen before.

"No life!"

The hoarse and difficult sound rang out in the poisonous fog, and there was a tiger roar in the fierce sword light. Just a casual knife was filled with the meaning of a rampant man.

This is the ultimate kill that Chen Qiu can cut at present, and the last one formed by the convergence of all his understanding of sword techniques.

The knife lit up, and the poison surrounding the body was forced to open three feet away.

As the sword light fell, Wan Poison felt weak, as if he had been thrown into a vast white wasteland. The autumn wind blew on his body, and wherever he saw, there were lonely frost and snow falling from the sky.

It was like coming to Liaodong, uninhabited thousands of miles away.

Wan Du Body felt the bitter and cold parting in this sword mind. At that moment, he really felt lonely and unbearable.

Chen Qiu's sword contains the intention of the sword, and the artistic conception has been derived from it, which is quite bitter and cold.

A shadow of death also covered Wandu’s heart.

"Don't think about it!"

The demon raised his left hand regardless of the tenacity of the twelve weapons to block the knife, but the light of the knife flashed and did not collide with Ye Jinli.

I just felt the autumn wind mixed with falling snow flash, and a cool air rose up on my wrist.

Wan Du staggered and took a step back.

He looked down at his left hand. The wound was frozen and there was no trace of blood, but his entire palm had disappeared. When Wan Du raised his head again, he saw the black glass fan of Ye Jin falling from the sky, which was being held in Chen Qiu's hand.

not good!

"Cough, cough"

Chen Qiu held a knife in his left hand and grabbed the black fan in his right hand, and opened it with a swish.

Amid the violent coughing, the hundreds of poisonous smokes that had originally entangled around him and wanted to kill him here seemed to be afraid of something, and in an instant, they were far away from Chen Qiu.

The poisonous miasma that had already taken the soul from the tars was also stripped away by the black fan in Chen Qiu's hand.

Chen Qiu's pale face also became more comfortable.

"After all the glass at night, the poisonous Taoist treasure soldiers take human life, and they are not invaded by all poisons."

Chen Qiugui's knife was sheathed, took a few steps back, and lifted the shaking knife inserted into the ground in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the poison that was spraying blood, and he said:

"The dispute between the King of Medicine and Wandu's inheritance should have been fair. Both sides rely on means to seek victory in all kinds of dangers, but Lord Wandu, you, use this night to cheat!

This treasure is in hand. No matter how powerful the poison Uncle Feng gives you, you will not die. This battle has no meaning from the beginning.

You win from the beginning, but you still have to pretend to be fair and generous.

So shameless!”

Chen Qiu held the knife and felt the strange poison in his body that was dispelled bit by bit by bit by bit by Ye Jin Liuli's black fan. He walked forward, and Wan Poison seemed to be about to turn around and escape, but there was no suppression of Ye Jin Liuli.

The remnants of Feng Yafu's previous three rounds of poison also exploded in his body.

This is a more terrible injury than a knife injury.

As a master of poison skills, Wan Du is very clear about the consequences that will be caused by letting these poisons be destroyed in the body.

"Mr. Chen heard that those who are good at water will drown in water. You use this fan to kill people, and you are so happy. I think you will be very happy to die under this fan, right?"

Chen Qiu glanced at the Ye Jin Glazed Fan in his hand. He didn't understand the use of this fan.

But now, he doesn't need to understand.

He grabbed the black fan, raised his hand and waved it, and swung three times at Wandu. The rolling poisonous smoke wrapped around the fan roared, wrapping around Wandu, making him collapse to the ground.

He tried to use the true energy of the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Book to dissolve these strange poisons.

but...

"puff"

The sword of the shaking light rose, the cold blade broke through the air, and Chen Qiu maintained his throwing posture. Seeing the sword pierced the poisonous smoke, inserted it into the chest of the poisonous people, flew up with the demon and broke through his body.

Just like a flagpole, it is inserted on the ground that is corroded and abnormally corroded.

"ah."

Wan Du knew that he was going to die.

Not only did Yaoguang pierce the heart with one knife, which ruined the vitality, but also because the hundred toxins in the body were out of control and could no longer be reconciled, even without Yaoguang's knife, he would not be able to survive.

When he saw Chen Qiu coming over, his eyes that became turbid due to the strange poison, there was also the last touch of cruelty mixed in pain.

Not everyone can use Night Glazing.

As one of the supreme twelve weapons, it also has bad habits like other treasure blades. When it comes to contact with them, it will be infected by a strange poison and die under the fan.

Wan Du didn't know why this fierce fan was so docile in Shen Qiu's hands.

But he no longer cared about it.

"I, cough, cough, you will be in the world, and you will not lose money in this life! What can you do if you kill me?"

Every inch of his skin began to jump, just like a monster, trying to tear his body apart, rush out of the world, and kill everything that exists within a hundred feet.

Chen Qiu can't hide.

The moment he cut off his fate, he had already stepped into the underworld.

"Bang"

A bottle hit the handle of the shaking knife and smashed it to pieces.

In the last sight of Wan Poisons, what you see is a black monster with seven or eight legs and a scorpion-like tail vertebrae.

He lay on a piece of frozen bone finger with flesh and blood, and made a wave of wailing sounds, like a hidden weapon, pounced at him with teeth and claws.

The last hope of dying together...

It was so bleak.
Chapter completed!