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Chapter 20 Oriole, licking the bag

"This immortal looks a little bad, he must have died."

Li Qingxuan held a folded crossbow and jumped out of the hidden place.

He has to hurry up.

Otherwise, even if there is a shock from the immortal, seeing that there is no movement here, and it takes a longer time, maybe a brave person will come over to see if there is any cheaper pickup.

Because of his previous agitation, the yard was on fire at this time. Although the fire was not big, the air here was very hot, driving away the poisonous insects and ant beasts raised by Manager Zhao.

Li Qingxuan avoided the miscellaneous items under his feet, put the crossbow that had been raised on his chest, quickly walked to the corpse of the old man in Taoism, looked at the other party's wide eyes, and silently took out a pair of pigskin gloves.

The crossbow, poison-avoiding gloves, and poisonous crossbow arrows mixed with... These things were originally intended to deal with Manager Zhao, but they did not expect to be used first in the hands of a somewhat crappy immortal cultivator.

He skillfully put his hands on the other party, found a small cloth bag, took out a green and yellow talisman and a copper compass from it.

These are all the things on the other party.

Putting everything in a cloth bag and hanging it behind his back, Li Qingxuan grabbed the crossbow, walked to the strong man who was motionless in front, and silently aimed at the other party's head.

This strong man is Manager Zhao.

Although it was outrageous, Li Qingxuan had to accept this fact when the other party took out the talisman and what he said just now.

The other party is really too strong.

He suspected that if the other party had not been affected by the talisman, the old man in the robe would have been hammered to death by Manager Zhao.

Such a person can only be at ease if he lets the other party die a little thoroughly.

Whoosh ~

The poisoned crossbow arrow shot out, hitting the side of the strong man's head.

What Li Qingxuan never expected was that the crossbow arrow only entered one arrow and was completely stuck in the other party's head!

"Hiss~"

It's simply inhuman!

You should know that although his crossbow is made of small assembled, he can easily penetrate three inches of earth wall within a hundred meters, and five or six inches of wood within twenty meters, shooting on the opponent's body, and it has only entered less than an inch...

Will such a person be killed by a fireball from the old Taoist?

Without saying a word, Li Qingxuan quickly retreated, and at the same time took out another crossbow and quietly swayed the strings.

"Ahem~"

Sure enough, it might be stimulated by his crossbow arrows.

Li Qingxuan had just stepped back, and the strong man's body, which was originally motionless, actually started to cough, and then the other party's chest was fluctuating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The strong man suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the ground, slapped the flames on his body, and glanced around indifferently.

When he saw the old man in the robe on the ground, his head was pierced by crossbow arrows and his body was turned over, his face changed and he smiled bitterly: "I thought it was my turtle breathing technique that had been hidden from the other party, but I didn't expect that the yellow bird was hidden in secret!"

He was practicing horizontally, not afraid of ordinary crossbows.

But he was extremely angry and a little scared when he beat him to death.

"Why is my head a little dizzy?"

He shook his head and touched his palm to the top of his head, only to find that he was hit by an arrow in his head.

He is now slow to react and feels dizzy because the toxins from the crossbow have invaded his brain. He finds it is a bit late at this time.

The next moment.

Pick.

The strong man's body softened and hit the ground, his eyes were ashes: "Fuck, it turns out that I was shot with an arrow, and there was poison on the arrow..."

The key is that this arrow shot into his head!

Even if he is a congenital master, he can't withstand the toxins in his brain!

He struggled to reach out his hand to his arms and took out a porcelain bottle.

It contains the Qingfeng Pill he treasures, which is the top life-saving medicine in the martial arts world!

You can also rescue it yourself.

Whoosh ~

A little cold light shot from the wreckage of the fence ten meters away, smashing the porcelain bottle he had just taken out, leaving a broken blood mark on his hand.

The last hope is shattered.

The strong man was extremely unwilling to accept it, and struggled to raise his head, trying to see who the person who took action was.

Ten meters away, a young man with an ordinary appearance and even a little muscular look was looking at him coldly, and his hands were blindly loading a crossbow arrow...

When he saw the boy's appearance clearly, his eyes seemed to be strongly stimulated, and he stared bigger than the old cow, his face turned blood red and blue veins pounding.

His face turned blue and black, and he roared with an extremely ferocious look, as if he had seen a ghost: "It's you? How could it be you!"

Li Qingxuan said nothing, silently raised the crossbow that had been equipped with crossbow arrows, aimed at the other party's head and pulled the trigger again.

This time the crossbow arrow pierced through the opponent's right eye, knocking his raised head back to the ground.

The strong man was already crazy and could not feel any pain. His head raised again and looked at Li Qingxuan with resentment with the only remaining eye: "Ah!!! I, Song Zixing, has been in the world for decades, and finally fell into your hands. I am unwilling to accept it!!!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded again, piercing straight through his wide open mouth, knocking down his raised head again.

All the toxins on several crossbow arrows burst out.

After he squirmed for a few seconds, his breath finally became weaker and weaker.

At the last moment of his life, the scene of a lifetime of avenging revenge flashed quickly in his mind, and finally frozen in the boy's sincere eyes and words:

"My master accepted me as his disciple and even gave me the precious medicinal food to my disciple, but my disciple couldn't repay him at all. It was also from the sky that he could get this useful thing to his master..."

"So, he had already attacked me, ha..."

Manager Zhao, or Song Zixing, took his last breath unwillingly.

"Finally died."

Li Qingxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party finally died.

He had shot all the crossbow arrows empty, and the number of these crossbow arrows was the limit he had to hold on to, and demonstrated countless configurations in the dream space.

If the other party fails to die, he can only run away.

There were a lot of crossbow arrows, all of which were highly poisonous, so the other party could withstand it for so long!

Outrageous!

However, the other party's reaction was obviously a bit slow, and there should be a reason for the transformation of the silver talisman, so his vitality is so tenacious.

The sky was already dimming at this time.

The cold wind blew.

Li Qingxuan's body trembled, and then he realized that his back was wet with cold sweat.

The other party put too much psychological pressure on him.

"But I won after all!"

Even if there is no Taoist robe old man who appears inexplicably, the other party will die under the transformation of talismans. At most, Manager Zhao is usually easy to understand and it is not easy to lure and kill him into a zombie, and that is even more risky.

Li Qingxuan originally wanted to leave, but the scene after Manager Zhao broke out left him so deeply.

"I dare not search for the yard because I am afraid of organs, but it's not bad for him..."

The other party hides in such a small place and is dressed up as a little old man, who is likely to carry the most precious thing with him.

He also wants to be so powerful!

After all, Li Qingxuan couldn't resist his desire for power, held his breath, and groped in pigskin gloves.

"There's something!"

His eyes lit up and he took out a small flat parcel from the other person's belt.

After checking again, he put away the silver talisman he gave to the other party. After confirming that there was no omission, he walked to the space with his things, poured the rest of the turmeric oil evenly on the two bodies and other parts of the yard, lay the matches, and then lit them.

I can no longer stay here!
Chapter completed!
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