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Chapter 222 The Dark Son of the Golden Blood Gate

Du Pure walked to the mound and stopped. He touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then said in the direction of the mound in front of him: "Mr. Zhang, I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out how I exposed it?"

Zhang Wei had no hope of hiding here, but at this moment, the other party yelled at him, so he slowly came out from behind the mound, looked at Du Pure and said simply: "I have fought with Li Qingquan before."

Li Qingquan, a seemingly elegant and refined name, was like a soul-chasing Yama in the ears of cultivators. After hearing this, Du Pure did not look afraid on his face, but instead showed respect.

"So that's it! I guess during the day, because a few fire sandworms suddenly jumped out, forcing me to use my unique skills to save my life, so I was exposed."

"So, are you from the Golden Blood Sect?" Zhang Wei asked.

“That’s exactly that.”

"I really didn't expect that even in the remote area of ​​Xifan Country, there were secret sons from your Golden Blood Sect."

"Even the famous Fengjianting Zhenren Zhang has come here. What is the real secrets who are working hard here?"

"You should have practiced wood-based martial arts. In order to conceal your identity, you usually use gold-based martial arts. It seems that it is not easy for you, the disciples of the Golden Blood Sect." Zhang Wei said with emotion.

Du Pu smiled and said, "It's just using a gold-type exercise, which has little impact on my own wood-type exercises. Compared with other brothers and many fellow disciples, some of them have abandoned their cultivation in order to conceal their identities. What's this for me?"

Zhang Wei said: "So that's the case, I admire you. I'm thinking at this moment, you tell me such an important thing now. I guess I will definitely not be able to escape?"

"That's right!" Du Pure said firmly, without any distractions in his eyes, as if what he said was just a simple fact.

"Oh?" Zhang Wei shook the porcelain bottle in his hand and said, "I want to thank you even if I say that. You gave me so much energy pill just now."

Du Pure actually smiled at this moment. His smile was no longer as honest and honest as before, but instead grinned strangely, and said, "Hehe, your reason for asking for the Kqi Pill is so far-fetched. How could I not be suspicious? So before giving you Kqi Pill, I had poisoned it."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei said with a calm expression: "Hehe, so what? Zhang Quancai had already given me five bottles a few days ago. Now I have so many pills, will I be afraid of you?"

Du Pure laughed again with a "scream" and said, "Mr. Zhang, why are you and I delaying time here?"

Zhang Wei took out the Five Spirit Pen behind him and said, "I don't know what you are delaying, but I have been drawing the formation just now, and now I have already drawn it."

Du Pure's face changed. He never expected that Zhang Wei would draw a formation so quickly.

"Then I'll ask you, what are you waiting for?" Zhang Wei asked back.

Du Pure's face calmed down and said, "When you are poisonous, you have taken five Qi Reinforced Pills before, and just took three of them at once. I guess the toxicity should be done soon."

Zhang Wei snorted and said, "The Kanji I took was given to me by Zhang Quancai."

Zhang Wei thought to himself: You rushed in like this, aren’t you waiting for death?

However, after Du Pure stepped into the formation, the formation did not cause any fluctuations. Then he stabbed Zhang Wei with a sword. Zhang Wei screamed inwardly: No, he did not use true energy, but instead attacked purely by martial arts.

When Zhang Wei realized that it was too late. With a slight "sneer", the sword pierced into Zhang Wei's chest, but the tip of the sword was so shallow that it had not entered half an inch. After that, no matter how hard Du Pure could, the sword could no longer enter.

Although Zhang Wei used the Taiyin Eight Pole at the critical moment, his chest still hurt a lot. So he clamped his hands together, clamped the opponent's sword, and slowly pushed it outward. At the same time, he relied on the remaining true energy in his body to run the Taiyin Eight Pole to resist the opponent's attack.

As the two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, Du Pu showed that his sword had actually retreated a little, so he gritted his teeth and whispered: "I'll fight with you."

After saying that, Du Puree bypassed the true qi in his body and desperately lost it to the sword. The monks in the Huanfu sent out all the true qi in their body. The power of this attack was definitely extraordinary. The iron sword instantly turned dark green and pierced three inches into Zhang Wei's chest.

However, the golden blade formation on the ground felt Du Pugen's rich wood-type true energy. In an instant, golden light spread everywhere. With a loud bang, Du Pugen was bounced by the formation for more than ten meters away and fell to the ground. Zhang Wei still closed his hands, holding the sword on his chest, standing still without moving.
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