Hot blood gushed out from Dugu Bei's shoulder, soon dyeing half of his clothes. Such an injury also made his right arm weak. The heavy blood knife in his hand fell down, and half of the blade was inserted into the ground.
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Even the weapon in his hand fell off. Such a scene naturally meant that the outcome between the two was already clear.
"Dugu defeated unexpectedly!"
"Although Dugu Bai is in a second-rate sect, the Blood Knife Sect has trained him as its future leader. Therefore, both the environment he needs to grow and the training resources he has obtained are top-notch... But now, he actually knows how to
Lost to a boy much younger than me?"
Faced with such a scene, everyone knew it well.
The reason for the current relationship between victory and defeat is definitely not Dugu Baiwei, but the talent and strength of the young man in white in front of them, which far exceeds their previous expectations!
However, according to their previous guesses, Lin Che could only become an outer disciple of the Sword Sect due to her age of only around 20 years old.
Is the Tianxia Sword Sect really so powerful? Even one of its outer courtyard disciples has such a terrifying talent?
"I have never encountered an opponent in my generation in the Blood Knife Sect. I didn't expect that I would be defeated like this just after I came down the mountain. It seems that in the past, I was indeed a little arrogant and complacent..."
Dugu Bai's character was not the one who couldn't afford to lose. Even though he was defeated by a monk younger than him in front of everyone, he did not become angry. Instead, he seemed quite upright and said to Lin Che:
"I lost this battle. Thank you for showing mercy. However, I hope we will have the opportunity to fight in the future. I will definitely wash away this defeat myself."
Lin Che held her sword and clasped her fists, saying: "I'm always waiting for you, I accept."
Dugu Bai said no more, stretched out his left arm, pulled out the bloody knife stuck in the ground, turned around and left, not stopping at Liuli Peak, but heading down the mountain.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Lin Che and everyone's attention was withdrawn.
"Uh-huh."
However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound in the venue.
A sharp offensive aura struck Lin Che's back when no one around her expected it.
Lin Che stood on the spot and caught the fluctuations in the airflow in the space behind her. She reacted quickly, put her toes on the ground, opened a certain distance, then turned around and clapped out with her palm.
"Peng!"
A black figure was now within ten feet of Lin Che. Seeing Lin Che's sudden reaction, his expression flashed with a hint of surprise. But then, without any hesitation, he struck out with the same palm.
The two palms collided violently, causing a thunder-like sound, and then the two figures were seen, retreating almost at the same time.
"call."
But at this moment, a stream of white air burst out from the sleeves of the black figure, quickly covering the space in front of him.
Between the wings of Lin Che's nose, she smelled a hint of fishy-sweet smell, her face froze slightly, and she immediately used the wind from her palm to disperse the incoming airflow and block it.
"Ha ha ha ha…"
At the same time, the figure in front also appeared. It was a young man wearing a black brocade robe. He was about 27 or 27 years old. He had a pair of narrow eyes. He was raising his head and laughing triumphantly.
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"Ouyang Ming!"
It turned out that this person was the young master of Sanye Villa, and he was also the character who had previously made many young monks present fear him.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming looked Lin Che up and down from a distance, with a playful smile in his eyes, and said: "Being able to defeat Lonely Defeat shows that you are indeed somewhat capable, but unfortunately, in my case,
But you're still vulnerable in front of me... Boy, if you know what's going on, get out of here, maybe you can save your life."
"You and I have never fought before, so how do you know that I must be the loser?" Lin Che looked at him and said.
"Hahaha, you are really stupid."
Ouyang Ming raised his head and smiled again, looking very disdainful and said: "Did you know that in that fight just now, you were already poisoned by my young master's three-leaf heavenly incense. Do you still have the qualifications to fight with me?"
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"What."
Hearing this sentence, the faces of many people around him changed, showing quite surprised expressions.
Three-leaf Tianxiang is a unique poison of Sanye Villa.
It is said that the owner of Sanye Villa discovered a rare and rare flower in a hidden valley during his early years of wandering and training. After some research, it was discovered that this strange flower actually contained...
The strong toxicity can even threaten powerful monks.
Therefore, the owner of Sanye Village used this strange flower to refine the poison of Sanye Tianxiang. Later, he relied on this poison to save himself from danger several times, and killed many powerful enemies who were even more advanced than him, completing the process.
The accumulation of primitive cultivation resources.
After that, the owner of Sanye Villa felt like he had found a treasure. After he achieved some success in cultivation, he established a force in that valley to cultivate the highly poisonous flower. This was also the secret of Sanye Villa.
origin.
Now, thirty years have passed, and the power of Sanye Villa has been growing, which is naturally due to the power of the strange poison of Sanye Tianxiang. It can be said that with the help of this poison, the owner of Sanye Villa is almost
There are no disadvantages. Even if his own cultivation level is not top-notch in the nearby area, there are not many strong people who dare to provoke him easily.
As the only son of the owner of Sanye Village, Ouyang Ming undoubtedly obtained the true inheritance from his father with his poison technique, which is why the monks of his generation are so fearful.
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"I heard that even if the poison of the three-leaf heavenly incense is not inhaled into the mouth and nose, it will be effective as long as a wisp is stained on the skin... and this poison is quite powerful. It can dissolve the true energy in the monk's body and completely turn it into a
Useless person."
With this in mind, many people looked at Lin Che in the arena, with a trace of sympathy appearing on their faces.
As the young master of Sanye Villa, Ouyang Ming's secret attack just now was somewhat shameful, but it did achieve his goal.
And as he said, Lin Che has been poisoned by the three-leaf Tianxiang and has indeed lost the qualification to fight Ouyang Ming. Even Lin Che's current fate, although she can save one life, her cultivation level is probably
Just lost.
No matter how talented you are, so what? You will only become a useless person in the future.
Maybe this is the tragic fate of this kid who underestimated other geniuses in the world?
"Uh-huh."
At this moment, after hearing the discussions coming from around her, Lin Che secretly circulated her true energy and found that there was indeed a sense of stagnation in the true energy in her body.
But then, there was no panic on his expression. Instead, he looked at Ouyang Ming calmly and said: "The poison of the trifoliate incense may not be able to harm anyone."
"What did you say?"
Hearing that Lin Che underestimated the strange poisons in the world that he had mastered at Sanye Villa, Ouyang Ming couldn't help but sneer, "It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, then I will help you."
After saying these words, Ouyang Ming directly raised his hand and made a zhenqi palm print, hoping to knock Lin Che out of the air.
But at this moment, Lin Che had a thought in his mind, and the sacred tree in his body swayed slightly, scattering a large piece of misty purple light, which instantly purified all the three-leaf heavenly incense toxins in his body.
Then, Lin Che swung her sword, inspiring a bright sword energy and sweeping forward.
"Boom!"
This sword light not only instantly cut through the Zhenqi palm print condensed in mid-air, but also exploded with a powerful force, shaking Ouyang Ming's body to the ground and retreating violently.
"Swish, swish, swish."
Ouyang Ming stepped back for more than ten steps before he managed to stabilize his body, but then he looked at Lin Che with a look of shock, "You... you are not immune to the poison of the three-leaf heavenly incense."