There were densely packed Miao poison masters all around. The five flying poison armors flew straight into the chests of the five poison masters at such a close distance that no one could react.
The screams were endless. The poison masters who were originally so arrogant suddenly had their facial features distorted, and black smoke rose from their chests. They twitched non-stop and collapsed one by one, dying instantly...
This scene made everyone present stunned.
The Miaojiang Poison Master, who made people laugh so hard, actually died from his own poison![
Xiao Linfeng looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. From this moment on, a feeling of despair began to surge into his heart uncontrollably.
"Qing Kuang is so powerful! This is really fighting fire with fire!"
Duanmu Xiu couldn't help but cheer loudly.
The demise of the five evil-doing Miao poison masters caused all the Fengyun Kingdom warriors present to cheer.
In just a short moment, countless brothers and comrades among them died tragically in the hands of these poison masters. Now, finally, it was their turn to taste the consequences!
Bah! Bah!
Two more piano sounds sounded.
Several Miao wizards fell to the ground again.
This time, Xiao Linfeng felt completely desperate.
Behind Qing Kuang, a figure suddenly passed by. She turned around subconsciously, holding the string ink in her hand, and was about to make a sharp blow. Just as her five fingers opened the string, she was unexpectedly pressed down by the palm of the person behind her.
"What a speed!"
Qing Kuang couldn't help but be secretly surprised. She never thought that in the remote Miao territory, there were people who had reached such a level of martial arts.
When I looked up, I was shocked to find that although the man was wearing colorful Miao clothing, his face was covered with a white cloth. He even had his head lowered, making it impossible to see his face.
Apart from being frightened, I also had a very strange feeling.
The big hand of the mysterious Miaojiang man was still just pressing the strings tightly. With all his crazy internal strength, he was unable to break free for a while. When he looked down at his palm, he found that it was completely different from other poison magicians. His five fingers were white and white.
, not a single piece of black armor stained with deadly poison.
What does the other party mean?
"Could it be...that you want to give up on your own?"
This thought flashed across Qing Kuang's mind. However, among the Miao Poison Masters, even a moment of negligence could lead to death.
Without thinking too much, Qingkuang suddenly stretched out his other hand, hooked the last thin string, and tightened it rapidly.[
The person on the opposite side was shocked and fearful of the power of the evil string. With a little tiptoe, he jumped up high and flew away.
The strings vibrated, and the murderous sound blades were scattered in all directions like thunder and lightning.
Dozens of Miao poison masters suffered heavy casualties in an instant.
Xiao Linfeng watched all this from the side. The moment the crazy strings fell, he had already driven the dead soldiers from Beiming to launch the last and most violent attack, heading towards Ao Junxie and Dongfang Mu Duanmu Xiu San.
At the same time, the man turned around, jumped up, jumped on his horse, and galloped towards the city gate.
"Want to run away?! Xiao Linfeng, it's not that cheap!"
Ao Junxie shouted loudly and gathered all his spiritual power in his hand. The red dragon sword roared past like a thunderbolt.
Sweeping the powerful sword energy across the ground, the dozens of Beiming dead soldiers who rushed up were cut into two pieces at the waist like harvested grass stalks.