"puff"

In the inn, a figure fell from the third floor.

The exquisite railings shattered.

It fell into the courtyard below as the wood chips flew across the mountain.

There was such a big stir, but no one came out to check it out. As early as the two of them started, the Five Elements Sect Traitors' Sect quickly cleared the inn.

Liu Zhuoran fell to the ground and staggered. He only stood firm by following the usual erectile dysfunction technique.

But the number one in the local list is now pale.

White as paper.

His body was empty, and his body was covered with ethereal Penglai true energy, and he was not in one ten, and his meridians were unbearable. His body's reaction was also becoming numb.

It’s like too many insects are growing in the body, constantly swallowing the true qi along the meridian acupoints.

It also blocks the meridians, preventing the true qi from regenerating.

Being plotted against.

But this poison cannot be detected even in Penglai spiritual objects.

"Swish"

Chen Lan, wearing a waiter's clothes, stepped on the broken railing on the third floor, like a hunting harrier eagle, flying downwards, and his body trembled in the air, and dozens of real and false phantoms followed.

This witch didn't use fish intestinal thorns that she was good at, so she used her hands and ten fingers.

The sharp true energy flows through the fingertips, and there is a whistling sound when it rotates. The slender fingers, which were originally as delicate as jade, were as dark as ink when they were exercising their skills.

The evil wind came, and the sword master held the Lingxu ancient sword in his hand, and leaned on the exquisite sword technique to barely block the black finger in front of him.

But the loss of true energy made him move as fast as lightning, and he could dodge too slowly. He did not have the internal energy of the Penglai Immortal Family, so those true energy that could automatically hurt people could not be called.

After a few breaths, Jian Jun, who had a pale face, was hit by Chen Lan again.

He took a few steps back, and there was no blood on his chest.

But through the gauze, you can also see that there were strange bruises in the place where you were hit, the flesh and blood were spinning strangely, and the wound was gray and white, as if all the flesh and blood were destroyed.

It's not unbearable pain.

But it is like the poison of the tarsal bone, making the injuries everywhere even more numb.

"Stop watching!"

Many phantoms gathered in front of him, and Chen Lan pinched the orchid's fingers with both hands.

The fingers were as dark as ink, and there was a violent aura coming from the palm wind, carrying a strange domineering aura, which made people feared.

"This dragon-turning finger was specially practiced for the sword master."

Chen Lan lowered her head, lowered her hands to both sides, and whispered:

"I gave up all my piano skills and got such a fierce fingering technique. I will not kill people but destroy your meridians and acupoints, and the red dust Gu that is taking effect in your body.

Liu Daxia, you are the number one in the world, and you will become a useless person from today!”

Seeing Chen Lan so generous and speaking about martial arts insects, Liu Zhuoran knew that this witch would definitely eat him today.

But he also had doubts.

He leaned on Lingxu's sword, and the sword blade moved forward, lifted three points, he said:

"Why do you have to do this?

The insect cannot detect even my Penglai secret technique, and it should be a rare thing in the world.

Liu was caught in the insect, and you are sure to win.

You must hate me in your heart. If you kill me with one knife, you will see that your wrist is blue, it is a sign of the spread of toxins. Why do you need to practice such evil martial arts?

Even ruining yourself?"

"Do you think I don't want to kill?"

The witch raised her head, her eyes full of coldness, she gritted her teeth and said:

"On the day you stab Xiuhe to death, I made a vow in my heart that I would kill you, a hypocrite who speaks of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but the orders of my elders forced me to obey...

If you can't kill you, you will also fall from that cloud into the lowest place of time!

I heard that people like you value the heart of Tao the most.

Today I will break your heart and make you atone for me Xiuhe in this life!

Let you, a person outside the world, taste the sufferings of the world!

You, a cultivator, will make you fall into a mud pit and roll a few times, and I am afraid it will be more uncomfortable than killing you?"

The Red Dust Gu was growing rapidly in Jianjun's body, but the incense was less than the incense. Most of the meridians in his body were filled with the insect that swallowed the true qi.

But this insect did not harm his life. When Liu Zhuoran was weak, he still had the power to fight back.

He pinched the sword technique and held the Lingxu sword in his hand. Seeing Chen Lan sacrificed herself to attack again, Lingxu's sword technique was used.

Without real energy, just use sword moves.

Every move and every move has the ethereal meaning of being out of the world. The sword blade flows, like a white cloud in the sky.

The clouds roll and the clouds are uneven, and the sword style is used to defend, blocking the dragon-turning fingers that attack every attack.

But every blow in front of him would make him take a step back.

The five elements of the true qi in Chen Lan's body turned into fire, bursting extremely quickly, and the movement was swift. There was a sound of detonation in a square inch, and there was also a six-point sacrificing one's own decision, which made the true qi in the body swell and roar.

At this moment, everyone in Shen was not like an assassin who was famous in the world, but like a man of a battle formation.

She forced the sword master who was defending the sword to the corner of the wall, and did not break the Lingxu sword style, and used the evil spirit to transform the dragon finger to attack, trying to destroy his bones.

When Jianjun leaned against the wall and planned to fight to the death, Chen Lan suddenly stopped the move.

With a sneer, she swept back several feet, like a butterfly, stopped at the wellhead in the courtyard, even restraining her fingering, just like watching the fun.

not good!

The witch, it was intentional!

"Sword Master's sword skills are so exquisite that the little woman thought she was defeated, so she asked another friend to come and have a discussion with Sword Master."

The sword king had no real energy flowing in his body, which made him feel less sensitive than before. However, he had already made it to the ground list, and his body was warm and warm, with many years of warmth and sharp ears.

He could hear something behind the wall.

The crack sounds like some kind of precision mechanism is being activated.

"Clang"

Hearing Chen Lan's words, Liu Zhuoran used Penglai to jump out of the dangerous place, but he had been fighting with Chen Lan for a long time without the blessing of true energy, which made him a little tired and his movements slowed down a little.

The wall behind him exploded, like being hit by a siege hammer.

As bricks and stones splashed everywhere, a short woman wearing a black long skirt and a hat rushed forward, grabbed Jian Jun's waist and abdomen, and hugged him in his arms.

"bass"

The sword master reacted very quickly. The Lingxu sword in his hand turned into a ray of light, piercing into the person behind him, piercing his waist and abdomen. He only heard the parts breaking and flying, and the springs broke open.

But there was no blood, and it could not stop the man from sacrificing his life to pounce on him.

Xiuhe!

This instrumental man is in Miaojiang and was replaced by the White Gu Master for a hundred years.

Although he cannot be resurrected, he is smarter and more sensible, allowing Xiuhe, the instructurist, to make more complex instructions.

Just like now.

She held Jianjun from behind with stiff movements, and did not kill him, just like locks and locks behind Jianjun's back, with the sound of a spring sound from her shoulders, wrists, and chest.

Gray smoke and dust gushed out from Xiuhe's body, wrapping her and Jianjun, like a smoke bomb covering the spot, but it was only trapped within three feet of the two and did not spread outward.

The gray smoke comes and goes faster.

In just a short moment, it was blown away by the wind and then turned into the wind without any trace.

Xiuhe also let go of the sword master in his arms.

"Bang"

The Lingxu sword fell to the ground, and the blade was still mellow and sharp, reflecting the rays of sunset.

But it also reflected Liu Zhuoran's twisted and painful face.

The sword master wanted to take the sword.

But as soon as he took a step, he fell down.

Ash smoke is poisonous.

When the strange poison entered his body, there was a strong fragrance in his mouth and nose, but it made his whole body exhaust. Under the stimulation of this poison, the red dust Gu activity in his body became more intense.
To be continued...