Shi Tianzhen's back was gradually swallowed up by the darkness. Shi Poling's sword-like eyes did not show excitement, but instead shivered; because he knew that Shi Tianzhen did not use all his strength! If he used all his strength to kill him, he would end up...
He might die in the hands of Ji Qinglu, so he chose to leave. Ji Qinglu's eyes were filled with excitement, and she said with a smile: "Po Ling, even Shi Tianzhen can't help you. I'm afraid that except for Mu Tiandu and Ouyang Kongku, the ten young masters
There is nothing I can do about you! I will definitely have your name when I enter the Holy Land."
Nan Yueyue's eyes were filled with mist, and black air flow surged as she said: "Ji Qinglu, don't be too naive! Shi Tianzhen didn't use all his strength! How can he be so good as the third among the ten young masters? How can there be a hypocrite under such a great reputation?
Shi Poling's current strength is slightly lower than Shi Tianzhen's. If it weren't for you here, I'm afraid he wouldn't have retreated so easily! After all, if he really killed Shi Poling, he would definitely be seriously injured.
You can easily kill him! That’s why Shi Tianzhen doesn’t dare to gamble easily.”
Shi Poling's eyes were fixed on Nan Yueyue's face, and he had to admit that her eyes were sharp! In just a moment, he clearly analyzed the strengths of himself and Shi Tianzhen. She was worthy of being Nan Batian's daughter. She was really powerful.
Four long corridors were filled with thick black mist. The three of them shuttled through the black rooms, preparing to find a safe place to heal their injuries. Nan Yueyue's face was pale, with traces of blood dripping from the corners of her lips, and she said weakly: "Shi Po
Ling, just find a place to heal your wounds! Otherwise, if this continues, we will die miserably when we meet the enemy."
Shi Poling suddenly led the two of them into the darkness and whispered: "Don't say anything, there is someone in the corridor! If discovered, we will be finished immediately."
The sound of heavy footsteps came from the dark and gloomy corridor, which was as rough as metal, but it seemed extremely clear in the silent corridor. There seemed to be a strange rhythm under the feet of the two old men in black shirts, and opposite them was a thousand-year-old man.
The young man dressed in Wugu Valley was extremely handsome and unusually arrogant. He was the young master of Qianwu Valley, Qian Huanxiao. The two old men in black shirts were shocked when they saw Qian Huanxiao, with a big smile on their faces, and they said respectfully
: "Young Master, we have been looking for you for a long time. It is great that you have come to the Demon Sect."
Qian Huanxiao's face full of arrogance was full of disdain and said: "What have you two done? I just found out the news now? What is the use of my Qianhuan Sect to support you? Tian Cangxiao is not in the capital of Chuyun City.
Inquiring about the traces of the Earthly Demon Sect in the capital, while our Thousand Fantasy Sect and Earthly Demon Sect are very close at hand, you two intelligence elders have never discovered it! How do you ask me to say good things to you? It is really unreasonable!"
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on the foreheads of the two Qianhuan Sect elders, and they said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, calm down, we are not investigating for the moment."
Suddenly there was a soft bang, and the hands of the two Qianhuan Sect elders rolled out like ghosts, pressed on Qian Huanxiao's chest, and rolled Qian Huanxiao away miserably, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips.
He came out and hit the wall hard, smashing the wall into dust. He was shocked and angry, and two more blue rays of light shot into his chest, and two daggers full of poison were inserted into his chest.
His pupils were blood red, with blood streaks crawling out from the corners of his eyes, and he said ferociously: "Elder Qian, Elder Zhou, why did you sneak attack on me?"
Elder Zhou's zombie-like face was filled with a cruel smile: "Why did we sneak attack you? We have long been unhappy with you! You are so self-righteous all day long. If you were not the son of the sect leader, everyone would think you are a piece of shit. Shit! What do you have to be proud of?"
Qian Huanxiao's cold face was filled with black and purple, and she said sternly: "Have you forgotten that it was my father who saved you two when you were dying? My father gave you the status you have today. You are such beasts and so ungrateful to attack me, Qian Huanxiao."
The Qian Elder laughed ferociously and said: "Do you think we were really dying back then? It was just a trick we deliberately arranged. If we didn't use the trick, how would we have entered your Qianhuan Sect? How could we be the elders of the Intelligence Pavilion? Haha. "
Qian Huanxiao's whole body suddenly became paralyzed, as if something was eroding his heart, and he trembled: "What did you put on the dagger?"
Elder Zhou said gloomily: "The poison of vipers, the blood of demonic insects, the sting of poisonous scorpions, and the liquid of centipedes will cause your whole body to fester and die."
Qian Huanxiao let out a shrill scream, black air appeared on his handsome face, and he roared hoarsely: "I'm going to kill you two, I'm going to kill you two bastards! I'm going to kill you two bastards Don’t die a good death.”
Qian Huanxiao ignored the venom flowing all over his body and poured out all the energy in his body, preparing to rush towards the two elders. Unfortunately, his whole body felt like needle pricks, and the pain reached the depths of his soul. He was easily killed by Elder Zhou and Elder Qian's two black hands were printed on his chest, causing his body to fly away miserably, rubbing along the corridor. Qian Huanxiao fell limply to the ground without any strength, and said in a trembling voice: "You are members of the Earth Demon Sect. People? You have been hiding in my Thousand Fantasy Sect?"
Before Qian Huanxiao finished speaking, Elder Zhou said with a ferocious smile: "Yes, we are indeed from the Earth Demon Sect! We are hidden in your Qian Huanxiao Sect, otherwise how could we not be discovered even close at hand?"
Qian Huanxiao wanted to say something else, but the light from Elder Qian's limbs soared, shaking him like a dead dog and rolling on the ground. The skin on his lips and face was all scratched, and blood shot out from his pupils, and his expression It was extremely ferocious, making a heart-rending roar.
Elder Zhou and Elder Qian saw Qian Huanxiao looking crazy, their eyes filled with cruel smiles, they took out a ball of black light from their arms, and sprinkled it on Qian Huanxiao. Qian Huanxiao let out a shrill scream, and saw a Long black thorns spread out from the black light and swept through every part of his skin.
Qian Eldersen sneered: "I originally wanted you to die easily! Unfortunately, you still want to resist! Then I will let you live but not die."
Qian Huanxiao's whole body was covered with punctures, and blood flowed out. The black light on the hands of Elder Zhou and Elder Qian surged, sucking all the blood from his body into the palms of his hands. In an instant, it turned into billowing energy and poured into their Dantian.
Qian Huanxiao fell to the ground as softly as a dead dog, and her whole body seemed to be transparent. The two elders smiled ferociously: "How does it feel when the magic thorn pierces the skin? Qian Huanxiao? Is life worse than death? You still have breath now." , let you slowly wait for death."
The ferocious laughter of Elder Zhou and Elder Qian reverberated throughout the corridor, and their bodies exploded into the depths of the corridor like smoke.
Qian Huanxiao's expression was extremely desolate, blood kept pouring out of the corners of his lips, and his body was trembling slightly, like a dead dog lying limply on the ground.