Chapter 42: Cultivation of Immortality and Invincibility (42)
After the two sides traded no less than ten moves back and forth, Yao Wuheng was convinced that Yao Wuxian was well prepared this time.
"Long time no see, you have made a lot of progress."
"Not too much, not too much, it's more than enough to slap your dad in the face."
In the ring, Yao Wuxian's mouth-cannon skill was activated. Yao Wuxian couldn't beat him, who was sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. He started with ruthless moves, forcing Yao Wuxian to constantly use his spiritual power to fight.
With the most skillful move, both parties took a few steps back.
Yao Wuheng covered his heart and bit the elixir in his mouth to replenish his strength.
Yao Wuxian directly stabilized his body, jumped onto the stone pillars around the arena unexpectedly, concentrated on his luck, and shouted loudly to the thousands of sect disciples around him.
"Junior Yao Wuxian, my father was the former head of the Medical Buddhism Sect. My father died fifteen years ago. It is said that he died due to a sudden attack of anger. Today I am standing here to clear my father's name. He did not lose his temper. Possessed, but possessed."
When the words came to his mouth, he was choked back by a mouthful of blood.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yaowuxian vomited black blood and had difficulty breathing, and fell unconscious on the stone pillar.
The stone pillar is more than ten meters high. If it falls upside down, blood will probably splash a meter away.
The moment he fell, Yao Wuxian realized that he had been poisoned. The pat Yao Wuxian had on his shoulder before the fight was meant to kill him.
On the field, Yao Wuheng clutched his chest and struggled in pain to save people. With his speed, Yao Wuxian was already cold by the time he rushed over.
There was a sigh of relief in the audience. President Tianshan winked, and the disciple who was standing by flew to pick him up.
Yao Wuxian glanced sideways and looked coldly at the eyes of the person in the audience.
Cold and heartless.
It's really non-toxic and not a husband.
Die, just die.
Not willing to give in
"Bang——!"
The pain was felt, but it was far from death-like.
Yao Wuxian closed his eyes. Before he could fully feel this wonderful feeling, a cold voice came from above his head.
"Trash, not dead." For the first time, Yao Wuxian felt that Zhou Ye's lazy and hoarse voice was like the sound of nature.
He opened his eyes suddenly and found that his whole body was lying on his master's lap. Zhou Ye caught him with one foot and kicked him away mercilessly.
"Poof——"
Another mouthful of old blood spurted out.
It was so dark that anyone who was not blind could tell that he was poisoned.
Zhou Ye walked away in disgust.
Yao Wuxian felt that the master's face, which showed disgust for both humans and dogs, was also exceptionally vivid and beautiful.
"Master, he, he is cheating on me!"
Yao Wuheng, who was pointed at, did not expect that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway. He covered his chest and stepped forward, taking off his shirt in front of everyone.
On the chest, there is a black handprint.
"Yao Wuxian, you are so despicable and poisoned me!"
At this time, Yao Wuxian was lying on the ground with no expression on his face, and he even wanted to spray a mouthful of old blood on this beast's face.
Sure enough, the old beast's son can only be a little beast, so that's right.
"Fart, it's obviously you who gave me the medicine!"
The person who was kicked by Zhou Ye just now spit out a lot of poisonous blood. Although the whole person was seriously injured, he was still breathing.
Yao Wuheng stared coldly at Yao Wuxian on the ground. He thought he would die without proof, but he never imagined that he could still find a way to survive!
Under the stage, Yao Sui's face was slightly downcast. He took a leisurely sip of tea while holding the white jade pot.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's search you."
Yao Wuheng looked directly at President Tianshan.
(End of chapter)