Chapter 73 Heroes gather at the foot of Wuliang Mountain (9100)
After sitting in this shop for a while, Xu Xing suddenly said:
"A cavalry team is coming. There are seventy-three people in total. They are all equipped with horses and men. They are all fierce soldiers in the army and ride on big northern horses. The man in the lead is good at martial arts. He has a fragrant smell and a very strong smell of blood, like That’s why I killed someone.”
After talking about it, Xu Xing frowned, his eyes looking thoughtful.
The fragrance, the cavalry...could it be him?
As soon as Xu Xing finished speaking, a dull voice suddenly sounded in the distance, like vague thunder in the clouds, and the low trembling deep in the earth became increasingly clear.
Faintly visible in the distance, a stream of smoke and dust was rolling in like a long dragon.
With his and Xu Xing's eyesight, they could clearly see that the leader was a young man with jade skin and red lips, a beautiful face, and a feminine temperament.
Although he was leading a group of armored cavalry, he did not wear any armor himself. Instead, he wore pink clothes and his expression was more leisurely and casual. He did not look like he was leading troops on an expedition, but more like he was on an outing.
In this atmosphere, even the broad and long sword in his hand seemed so harmless.
It seemed that it was not a knife, but a brush that the pink-robed young man used to show off his talents and was about to use it to splash ink.
A tall horse, a beautiful face, a pink robe, and a sword.
Of course, there is only one person who can combine these characteristics.
That is the popular man under General Terror, the Fourth General "General Rose" Yu Chuntong.
Martial arts people call it "the rose will not dismount, and the fear will not return to heaven".
Yu Chuntong has always been a person who values ostentation and enjoys himself.
If there is someone in front of him who is more pompous and enjoys life than he is, then this person will not live long.
It's a pity that the partner assigned to him by the general this time is the one exception that only happens to be one in ten thousand, or even one in one hundred thousand or one million.
In front of this person, no matter how angry Yu Chuntong was, he had to calm down. Because, he is one of the "Four Great Criminals in the World" and the "Big Coffin Splitter" of Yan and Zhao.
However, Yu Chuntong could tolerate Yan and Zhao, but Yan and Zhao could not tolerate him.
This world-shaking generous man, after reuniting with Yu Chuntong, left with only a contemptuous sentence: "How can a man behave like a woman and a child?" and then left with his thirty-one beauties who were the most beautiful in the world.
No matter how decisive Yu Chun Tong is and no matter how afraid of Yan and Zhao, he will still be angry and furious about this.
The way he vents his anger is simple: killing.
In fact, Yu Chuntong was the deputy leader of the Dalian League, the son of the "Shen Yigui" Zeng Hexiong. Eighteen years ago, Zeng Hexiong was framed by Ling Luoshi and died tragically.
Yu Chun Tong hated Ling Luoshi for killing his father, causing his family to be ruined and having to hide his name to survive, but he was unable to do anything about it. In the end, in this painful suffering, his temperament changed drastically and he was full of murderous rage.
He did not dare to seek revenge from the general, so he took pleasure in killing the weak.
For Chun Tong, killing people is as enjoyable as writing poetry.
——He has always used other people's lives to live his own addiction.
Writing poetry has a secret and requires careful consideration, and the same goes for killing people.
Even in Chun Tong's view, killing is far more skillful and requires more careful study than writing poetry.
After Chun Tong slaughtered all the villagers in a village with twenty-seven sword techniques, he finally vented his anger.
Although the anger is gone, the hatred is strong.
After killing the last person, Yu Chuntong had made up his mind and was not prepared to let Yan Zhao live in the world again.
It is not possible for everyone to live a long and good life in this world, but some people do not hesitate to make others live less and worse just so that they can live longer and better lives.
Yu Chuntong is undoubtedly just such a despicable person.
He understands better that just being mean is useless. If you want to stand out and win, you must not only be mean, but also shameless, cruel, flexible, nasty, and unscrupulous.
In the world line of "Young Blood", Yu Chuntong relied on this guiding ideology to kill several masters who were more powerful than him one after another, and did many inhumane things that were worse than animals.
Therefore, even though he knew that his martial arts and power were not as good as those of Yan and Zhao, Yu Chun Tong still dared to have his thoughts on Yan and Zhao.
When Tie Shou and Xu Xing saw him, Yu Chuntong also saw them.
Due to running around for days, Tie Shou's body was covered with dust, making him look unattractive. In addition, his internal strength had long been cultivated to the point of being harmonious and harmonious, and he didn't reveal it.
Therefore, at first glance, no one could recognize that he was actually the world-famous "Iron Hand" Master Tie. They would only think that he was an honest laborer, and at most, he was just a nursing home for a wealthy family. .
Naturally, it was impossible for Yu Chuntong to uncover the truth, so he only glanced at Tie Shou and then focused all his attention on Xu Xing.
Even after traveling thousands of miles, Xu Xing's body was still spotless. His handsome face and tall and slender figure made him look even more refined in this country shop.
Just like the surging waves, although they originate from the snowy peaks of the world, and although they are clear and clear, they do not give people a feeling of coldness and coldness. Instead, they have the ambition to go east to the sea, no matter how difficult the journey is. High-spirited and determined that will never come back.
Even Yu Chun Tong, who looked at such a handsome man, felt jealous in his heart. This jealousy was like a spark, lighting up his mind.
Yu Chuntong suddenly remembered Yan and Zhao's contempt for him, the general's insult to him, and many, many things in the past.
At this moment, the suppressed dryness, depression, and anger in Yu Chuntong's heart suddenly burst out like a savage beast.
He only felt that his chest was extremely itchy, as if something was about to burst out of his body.
It was an overwhelming desire for violence.
Yu Chuntong's eyes were burning, he licked his lips and made a decision:
Before enjoying the main dish of Yanzhao, it would be a good pleasure to kill this person first.
Soon, Yu Chuntong's cavalry stopped in front of Tie Shou and Xu Xing.
The sound of horses' hooves stopped, and the world became quiet in an instant, leaving only the faint breathing of men and horses.
Since the boss and the waiter dare to open a shop in such a deserted place, they naturally have some knowledge.
As soon as they saw this situation, they knew something was wrong. They hid behind the counter quickly and skillfully without even uttering a breath.
Only Xu Xing and Tie Shou were still sitting at the table.
Yu Chuntong reined in his horse outside the store and looked down at Xu Xing from a high position. After looking at it for a long time, he opened his mouth and said leisurely in a tone that was unclear whether it was jealousy or envy:
“It’s not just that the appearance is outstanding, but the temperament is also so extraordinary.
My friend, a person like you should not appear in this world, let alone in front of me..."
He sighed and waved.
"Kill it."
Yu Chuntong's tone was rather regretful and full of regret, but also revealed a fierce murderous aura.
Hearing these words, Xu Xing still showed a look of astonishment, although he was ready for battle when he recognized Yu Chun Tong's identity.
Since he mastered boxing, he has always used multiple senses and spiritual realm to observe everything, so he has never had any idea about his own appearance.
Therefore, Xu Xing never expected that one day he would get into trouble because of this face.
Just when Xu Xing was stunned, the sound of bow strings crashing was heard everywhere, sharp energy rang through the air, and fifteen sharp arrows tore through the airflow and shot out from outside the store. These sergeants actually killed the boss and the waiter who were hiding behind the counter. Also included in the shooting range!
Yu Chuntong stared at Xu Xing's face and could already imagine the appearance of this handsome young man who was not like a mortal being shot into a sieve.
This kind of moment when beautiful things are completely shattered and beauty turns into ugliness is what Yu Chuntong loves most.
Thinking of this, the anger in his chest caused by Yan Zhao and Xu Xing seemed to be completely vented.
Even Tie Shou didn't expect that Yu Chuntong's reason for killing was so random, and the method of killing was so sharp.
Anger suddenly rose in his chest, and he slapped the table, intending to capture this arrogant and domineering general who regarded human life as nothing.
But Xu Xing was one step faster than him.
The next moment, Yu Chuntong's joyful laughter that was about to come out was suppressed in his throat and turned into a rapid and short exclamation.
Because Xu Xing was not shot with blood and flesh holes all over his body as he expected, and he still looked so well-groomed and spotless.
Just now, Xu Xing didn't make any drastic moves. He just stood up, took two steps, came to the door, and stretched out his hands.
When he stood up and took steps, he used very little force. Rather than walking out, his body was more like shaking out and floating out.
The five fingers that were stretched out were gentle and slow, as if they were picking a delicate flower, grabbing it one at a time.
The fifteen arrows were like falling flowers, falling lightly into his hands, neat and complete, without the sharpness of killing people just now, and as quiet and peaceful as fifteen reeds.
No one could imagine that this young man could grab these fifteen arrows so easily and do so casually and naturally.
You must know that the more than seventy people brought by Yu Chuntong are all the best of the best under the general's command. Each one of them is diligent in cultivating internal strength and is proficient in several changes of strength. Once he shoots an arrow, he can shoot all over the body. The power is gathered at one point and explodes.
In terms of explosive power and lethality, no matter swords, guns, swords or halberds, they are not as pure and violent as arrows.
The pure power carried in each arrow is enough to send a tall horse flying horizontally, and each arrow has a completely different strength, each with its own strange and wonderful features.
Even for Chun Tong himself, these fifteen arrows were by no means easy to catch.
But when the fifteen arrows were put together in one place and fell into Xu Xing's palm, the explosive and terrifying power in them completely disappeared.
The only evidence that could prove that this power once existed was the fluttering green cloth shirt on Xu Xing's body.
It was like a mud cow entering the sea, causing only slight ripples.
Yu Chuntong was stunned, and was about to say something when Xu Xing raised his right hand and returned all fifteen arrows. The sound of the arrows breaking through the air sounded at the same time, forming a thunderous roar and striking straight through the air.
Puff puff puff puff puff! ! ! !
Fifteen blood splashes splattered out in succession. The fifteen archery sergeants all had arrows in their eyebrows and fell down from their horses, their lives cut off.
After these cavalrymen died in battle, the horses, which had lost the control of their masters, began to move in a panic, throwing the originally neat military formation into chaos.
It was only then that the storm chasing the arrow came belatedly, shaking the tables, chairs and benches in the entire store.
The pots, pans, plates and cups that had not been put away in time made a crisp cracking sound and broke into several pieces.
The wooden window frame made a crashing sound, and was broken in sections, and was carried far away by the turbulent airflow.
Yu Chuntong's vision went dark, his head and face were blown by the airflow, causing his skin and flesh to tremble, and his long hair tied behind him was flying and scattered.
In the storm, he felt that there was something coming towards him. Without thinking, he drew out his sword and struck it with a slash.
That was General Qiangwei Yu Chuntong's unique skill, the "missing air split".
The sword struck out with great force and force, just like an eternal thunderbolt that fell from the sky with great power.
Although Yu Chuntong was so oppressed by the airflow that he could not open his eyes and his breathing almost stopped, he could still accurately judge through his hearing that his sword had hit the opponent's hand.
Yu Chun Tong was good at killing and was good at killing people. He could often understand the opponent's body structure and even muscle texture with a single slash of his sword.
But this time, this keen sense seemed to have lost its effectiveness, because the information fed back from the blade clearly told him that it was by no means a human body with a mortal body.
As for what it is, Yu Chuntong can't give an answer.
Because even the hardest substance he knew was not as indestructible as that thing.
Rather than saying it is hard, it is better to say it is strong.
The texture is extremely strong and the strength is extremely strong!
Amidst the clanging sound of gold and iron, the particularly heavy iron knife in Yu Chuntong's hand was crushed to pieces by an exceptionally white, slender hand that looked like it was carved from beautiful jade, glowing with jade light!
Hearing another bang, Yu Chuntong's right hand holding the handle of the knife exploded with a cloud of blood mist. The entire palm and half of his forearm were completely shattered by the force of the backlash.
The blood mist was not red, but mixed with a deep and dim black. This was the "black blood" poison Yu Chun Tong had hidden in her pink robe, preparing to use it against the master.
This is a strange poison created by the masters of the time-honored Wen family. Once you are infected with this poison, even if there is only a small wound, you will die.
The creator of "Black Blood" Wen Tunshui, just because there was a small wound that was thinner than paper and shorter than an eyelash, and was stained with a little black blood, this small wound expanded to be larger than the body in a very short period of time He had no way to save his wounds and died on the spot.
At that time, the detoxification expert of "Wu Zi Hao" was right next door to Wen Tun Shui, but he still couldn't catch up. You can imagine how quickly the poison attacks.
Yu Chuntong reacted very quickly. Although the knife was broken, he still struggled to swing the remaining half of his limb. His inner strength poured out and turned into a surging tide, rolling up the pieces of his own flesh and blood and the strange black blood poison, and hit Xu Xing head-on and face-to-face. go.
After Yu Chuntong struck this blow, he also pinched the horse's belly, pouring the remaining internal energy into the mount, causing the extraordinarily tall and strong horse to gallop forward, while he soared into the sky and jumped behind the soldiers. go.
With Xu Xing's sense of smell and sensitivity, he could naturally tell the toxicity of "black blood", but he just pretended that this thing did not exist, closed his pores and seven orifices, and wandering in the blood mist was better than taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. His skin shook with just one shock. The poisonous water flew out.
——As early as in the world of the Ming Dynasty, when Xu Xing reached the "Extreme Skin Refining Realm", he was already able to avoid getting wet in the rain and walk in water. Now it is natural to face some poisonous water, and it is naturally easier.
Xu Xing took a step forward, and the fingertips of his right hand that had just crushed the big iron sword were slightly bent, seemingly stretched, against the horse's head.
Hold the horse's head for a moment, Xu Xing presses down with the base of his palms, drops his right elbow, and pushes his shoulders outward to hold on to this strong momentum, and then rubs down, the force sinks along the spine to the tail vertebra, wraps the waist and hips, and the knees Bend, the soles of your feet suddenly hit the ground.
With a snap, two deep pits as deep as his calves exploded under Xu Xing's feet, dust flew everywhere, and the soil collapsed into pieces.
The war horse howled like a heavy mountain, its strong limbs suddenly bent, and fell forward.
Xu Xing took a step forward, hugged the horse's head with his left hand, raised the whole horse horizontally, and threw it towards Yu Chuntong.
"Not good!"
Yu Chuntong had just landed on the ground and was about to use his body skills to run wildly when he felt strong wind pressure coming from behind him.
This horse is the "Snow Crow Divine Horse" specially selected by the terrifying general and given to Yu Chuntong. It is particularly strong and strong, taller than an ordinary war horse by a full head, and weighs nearly two thousand kilograms. Compared with a camel like a horse, The beast mount looks more like a ferocious carnivorous beast.
Such a tall horse was thrown out by Xu Xing. The power and power were simply incomparable.
This kind of scene even makes most of the battle-hardened soldiers feel a kind of panic and shock from the bottom of their hearts. It's not that they haven't seen martial arts masters before, but no master's methods are more direct and shocking than Xu Xing's pure and pure courage.
Yu Chuntong is a first-rate master, extremely sensitive. Even if he doesn't look back, he can still feel the devastating impact coming from behind.
Every hair and beard on his body exploded at this moment, his energy and blood rushed into his brain, and his face turned red.
At this moment, Yu Chuntong had no time to dodge, so he could only stretch out his left hand, which was still intact, and held the palm like a knife, cutting and drawing.
The war horse neighed and broke into two pieces. Blood burst out and blood sprayed in all directions, splashing on many soldiers around him and on Yu Chuntong himself.
When the horse's blood was splashed, the sergeants who were as strong as cattle fell limply to the ground as if their backbones had been taken away. Even Yu Chuntong himself staggered and fell down.
This horse's blood is actually poisonous!
The poison was called "Red Scale" and it was originally a detoxification recipe developed by "Small Brand" in Vancouver. Unexpectedly, this detoxification recipe was also a strange poison, which poisoned Wen Wenhua to death.
The strange thing about this poison is that it does not become virulence immediately when it is applied to animals. People will be infected when they come into contact with the poisoned animals.
At that time, a master of the Wen family's "big name" accidentally swallowed the poison again and again. He just sneezed and his whole nose flew out, which shows the potency of the poison.
Yu Chuntong put this poison into the "Snow Crow Divine Horse", which is a more difficult to guard against than the "Black Blood" killing move.
In the original work, Yu Chun Tong relied on these two moves to plot against Leng Xue, causing this swordsman with boundless fighting spirit to suffer the greatest humiliation and torture in his life.
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However, now facing Xu Xing, a great master who went beyond the common sense of martial arts, these two strange poisons specially used to plot against masters were returned to Yu Chuntong intact.
In just a moment, General Rose had countless bloody gashes like a baby's lips, opening and closing as if he was greedily breathing the outside air, but also devouring Yu Chuntong's vitality.
Yu Chuntong's originally delicate and beautiful face suddenly became as ferocious as a yaksha, enduring the pain of being devoured by thousands of ghosts.
He was crawling on the ground like a maggot, with his head slightly raised, looking at Xu Xing full of longing and hope, with only one meaning revealed in his eyes:
Give me a break.
Xu Xingben didn't like to torture people, but Yu Chuntong, a pure villain, was an exception.
Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, is the iron law in the world.
Seeing that Xu Xing was not moved at all, Yu Chuntong finally confirmed that this man was by no means the traditional and pedantic righteous knight, but a pure warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles and had no mercy once he faced the enemy.
Therefore, the hope in his eyes was immediately extinguished, replaced by a kind of determination and madness at any cost.
Yu Chuntong used his last remaining strength, his legs shook, and his whole body was like a flying water snake. He opened his mouth and bit Xu Xing with all his strength.
——He has regarded himself as a human bomb. He does not want to hurt Xu Xing, but only wants to pass this poison to Xu Xing.
People like Yu Chun Tong are full of tricks and have no grace, but they are also decisive and ruthless. Even Xu Xing is extremely rare.
With some emotion on his brows, he turned around, his sleeves and robes flew away, he grasped and retracted his right hand, stirring up the airflow, and captured Yu Chuntong's whole body, and shook him violently, shaking all the muscles and bones of his body. One more click with his left hand and his consciousness was wiped out.
In the blink of an eye, Iron Hands had already left the hotel and subdued the knights who had lost their backbone.
However, before the second captain took action, the knights had already fallen off their horses, and even the war horses fell one after another in the chaos.
Tie Shou looked at Yu Chun Tong's body. Although Xu Xing won the battle just now with great ease, Tie Shou could sense the murderous danger in it.
Even if he was as powerful as an iron hand, he couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw the killing array formed by the two strange poisons. If he faced Chun Tong, he would most likely be ambushed.
Tie Shou is quite aware of his simple temperament.
He turned his head again and glanced at the soldiers who were lying on the ground, in great pain, with their limbs gradually corroded, and a look of unbearability flashed in his eyes.
Just as Tie Shou was about to say something, Xu Xing shook his head and said:
"There's no need to worry about it. The poison in Yu Chuntong's body is too strong. These people have already been poisoned to their marrow and there is no way to save them.
Hey, these sergeants are also used to killing people like him. They have at least a dozen lives under his hands, and they deserve their own fault. ”
Although Tie Shou has already sensed from what happened just now, this group of people are full of blood.
But seeing so many lives disappearing in this way in front of him, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Hearing what Xu Xing said, Tie Shou couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:
"Tafa, you are really..."
Of course Xu Xing could hear the emotion in Tie Shou's tone, but he just turned his head and said calmly in a nonchalant tone:
"How can we repay kindness with kindness? They neither respect their own life nor the lives of others, so what else can I say?"
After saying that, Xu Xing turned his head again, threw a bag of silver towards the shivering innkeeper and boy behind him, and said apologetically:
"You two, I have caused trouble for you today. Take the money and go do business elsewhere."
After finishing speaking, he reminded again:
"The front door is full of poisonous gas and has become a place of death. You two must pack up and go out through the back door."
Tie Shou was silent for a while and sighed:
"Maybe you are right, but I really can't bear to see this kind of thing. Alas, let's go."
Xu Xing laughed again.
"I am me and you are you. Why do you have to imitate me? It's just my temperament. After all, we are different people.
You can't do these things, but there are also some things that I can't do but you can. ”
It was a gentle and generous smile full of understanding.
Tie Shou had only seen such a smile on Mr. Zhuge's face.
After saying that, Xu Xing's eyebrows were raised, and he continued the next sentence without any hesitation and extremely smoothly:
"Of course, if you can do it, there are very few things that I can't do!"
There was even a little relief in his tone.
Seeing Xu Xing's confident expression, most of the depression in Tie Shou's heart dissipated. He shook his head with a smile and said sincerely:
"At the very least, I can't learn from your confidence."
Xu Xing laughed:
"Of course!"
Although they were talking and laughing and the atmosphere was relaxed, both of them realized the same problem:
Yu Chuntong was a member of the General, and Ding Chunqiu had a close relationship with the General. His arrival with such fanfare showed that at least in the eyes of Ding Chunqiu, the instigator, the power of the "Seven Insects and Seven Deadly Medicines" should have made Wu Yazi Unable to resist.
This also shows that the situation in Dali has truly reached a point where there is no need to delay.
However, it was not until the two of them arrived at the foot of Wuliang Mountain that they truly realized the true meaning of the words "without delay".
The biggest gathering scene Xu Xing had ever seen in his life was Zhu Tiandu's alliance on Aobei Island.
But regardless of the number or quality of experts, the alliance that gathered experts from the entire southeast was still dwarfed by the scene at the foot of Wuliang Mountain.
The foot of Wuliang Mountain was already filled with boiling water. With just one glance, the two of them could tell that at least one or two thousand people had gathered here.
These two thousand people were dressed in various colors of clothing, each occupying a place, and they were divided into three camps, which were clearly distinguishable from each other.
One group had the largest number of people, different costumes, and was surrounded by a gorgeous car.
The four pillars of this car are all made of pure gold, with exquisite carvings and inlaid with various pearls and gemstones. There are also Gabala bone ornaments, gilt vase, Buddha bone relics, etc. around it. It is extremely luxurious.
Around the car, dozens of muscular and tall red-robed lamas were holding various prayer banners and prayer flags. Their expressions were solemn, like Vajras in front of the Buddha, revealing their firmness that would not be affected by external objects. They were obviously good at practicing Tantric Dharma. A good player.
The only person who can ride on such a Dharma vehicle and make the Vajra protector of Tantric Buddhism is naturally the "Great Wheel Ming King" who has conquered the five branches of Tibetan Buddhism, stretches across the Western Regions, and crowns the snow-capped mountains. He is regarded by the world as the highest achiever of Tantric Buddhism and can be called the living Buddha of the world. "Jiumozhi.
In addition, there are seven young men with swords behind them. Although they are in this faction's camp, they are far away from the carriage, and they have a vague tendency to form their own faction and oppose it.
There is another faction, although the number is the smallest, there are five to six hundred armored guards in a tight formation. The person in the center is Duan Zhengming, the upright emperor of Dali, and beside him are a group of monks wearing bright yellow monk robes.
However, the most powerful person among this group of people is a young man with a face like a crown of jade, wearing a square scarf, and dressed as a scholar. He is tall and tall, and although his face is relaxed and freehand, his eyes are as cold as lightning. Divine front, full of energy.
The other group of people, although not too many in number, was the most powerful, beating gongs and drums, and even waving big flags.
These people have different looks and look nothing like the people from the Central Plains. They are all wearing black clothes with different styles. Some people even wear black clothes made of spliced blacks with different brightnesses. It is so dark that it is all kinds of strange and colorful.
They were reciting hymns with the same meaning in different languages and intonations from different ethnic groups. One could barely distinguish them, among which the four characters "Xingxiu Laoxian" appeared most often.
This group of people was also surrounded by a large sedan, but this sedan did not look luxurious at all. It was just large and black. In the deep darkness, there was an uneasy silence.
Although the other two factions are opposed to each other, they also vaguely point their finger at this faction.
The invisible pressure is accumulating, which makes the disciples of Xingxiu Sect who are working hard to beat gongs, drums and recite hymns feel a little heavy and extremely strenuous.
In the sedan, a young man as skinny as a bamboo pole with no trace of flesh on his body raised his eyebrows and said with some displeasure:
"Mr. Ding, do you want us three brothers to take action and give them some color?"
In the sedan, a fat man with a fat body and a short and honest man all nodded at the same time.
Ding Chunqiu didn't care at all, stroking his long silver beard and saying leisurely:
"Don't worry, 'General Rose' Yu Chuntong is already on the way with 72 elites and one strong support. It's time to arrive.
When they arrive, neither Jiumozhi, the Qijue Divine Sword, nor the old guys from Tianlong Temple will be anything to worry about. ”
When the young man heard the name "General Rose", his face moved, as if he had seen a rattlesnake, and the rattlesnake had even wrapped itself around his body, opening its fangs and preparing to bite.
This is an extremely rare performance for him, who comes from the "time-honored" Wen family in Lingnan and deals with all kinds of poisons all day long.
After all, a person who dares to carry "black blood" with him and feed "red scales" to his war horses, even if he is a member of the Wen family who specializes in poison research, deserves a "severe" evaluation.
Young people even think that Yu Chuntong is more cruel and vicious than these two poisons.
Fortunately, this natural poison is here to help...
Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course Ding Chunqiu knew what the young man was thinking and just smiled.
Although he understood Yu Chuntong's ruthless temperament, he was still full of expectations for General Qiangwei.
If such a pure evil man who is extremely cruel and vicious can join our Xingxiu Sect, who knows what kind of poison he can create?
After looking forward to it, there is still regret.
Therefore, although people have great talents, they all waste them on the small skills of poisoning. They do not learn to make poisons, let alone refining poisons. It is really a waste of talents and a waste of talents.
Although he did not agree with Chun Tong's attitude towards using poison, Ding Chunqiu still affirmed the combat power of General Qiangwei and his seventy-two elites.
What's more, the world-famous and intimidating "Coffin Cleaver with Magic Hands" is accompanying him?
In this silent confrontation, a dull voice suddenly came from the car owned by Dairin Mingou.
"Huh? Who is the master?!"
Every word that contains extremely strong thoughts and internal energy fluctuations is like a bell, ringing in the empty valley, causing the Buddhist bowls, treasure bottles, wind chimes and other magical instruments inside and outside the car to buzz.
Voices and buzzing sounds were mixed together, one wave after another, rolling in. The minds of everyone around him went blank, as if their souls had been washed away by the torrent, and they could not produce any distracting thoughts.
Even the chanting and the beating of gongs and drums by the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect were completely covered up by these words.
For a moment, the whole place was completely silent.
Ding Chunqiu, "Seven Jue Divine Sword" and others were all shocked when they heard this. Although they knew that "Great Wheel King" was extraordinary, they did not expect that his internal power was so powerful, and his tantric chanting methods were even more powerful. It's so enigmatic.
The monks from Tianlong Temple who had fought with him were even more prepared, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Before Jiumozhi finished his words, another clear and clear voice sounded from the end of the crowd. Just by listening to the voice, one could feel that he was a lively and energetic young man.
"What a tantric mantra!"
Unlike Ojiumozhi's sound waves that are continuous, continuous, and connected like a torrent, this sentence is one word at a time, with obvious intervals, and there is no sense of disconnection.
It was like six thunderbolts exploding on the ground, each sound was clean and crisp, full of deafening power.
Everyone who had been blank at first suddenly woke up after hearing these words.
They even felt that the blood and qi in their bodies were running much faster, as if they were inspired by these six words and were baptized from head to toe.
Everyone was stunned and turned around to look, only to see two young people walking slowly side by side at the end of the huge crowd.
One of them has a bear's back and a tiger's waist, with a tall and strong figure and a solemn face.
He was like a mountain rising from the ground and moving slowly. Every step he took gave everyone in the field an unparalleled sense of oppression.
There were experts in the field who recognized him and all exclaimed:
"Master Tie Er!"
"Two heads!"
"Iron hand!"
The man next to Tie Shou is a jade tree standing in the wind, full of energy, free and easy attitude, wearing a green shirt fluttering, looking like a celestial being, as if he has just come from the sky and landed on the earth in the wind, with a kind of extraordinary transcendence. Qi.
With just one glance, this man's wind power had already astonished many martial arts masters present, and they even knew that the voice just now was made by this man.
With such a handsome appearance, such advanced martial arts skills, and being able to walk with Iron Hand, he must be an unknown person in the martial arts world. However, most of the people present could not recognize this person's identity.
He could only pay attention to the situation in the capital at all times, and knowing that there was another unparalleled master in the Shenhou Mansion, he had some suspicions in his mind.
When Duan Yu saw him, his eyes showed joy, completely ignoring that it was now a three-party confrontation, he immediately stepped out, raised his arms and shouted:
"Brother Tafa!"
Xu Xing glanced around and took a look at all the noteworthy masters present before he looked away and looked at Duan Yu, smiling happily and cheerfully:
"Hahahaha, Xiao Duan, long time no see!"
(End of chapter)