The smoke and dust together shocked Gong Qingqing.
"Despicable, how dare you poison me."
In an emergency, he took three steps back and was able to exit the range of the black smoke.
With a wave of his sleeves and robe, the black smoke dispersed.
"Senior Brother Gong, do you really think I didn't see what you put on the sword? Besides, Senior Brother Gong, are you sure I really poisoned you?"
It turned out that during these three days, Wang Xuan had been thinking about what might happen in his mind.
Among them, Qian Siming also did a certain amount of work, using the power of the Qian family to collect Gong Wuqing's character and behavior one by one.
If the opponent defeated him with great strength, he believed that he would probably not use poison.
But if they were really evenly matched, the probability of Gong Wuqing using poison would be extremely high.
After thinking about it, he made some preparations.
The elixir bottle contained no poison, but the ashes from the pot that Qian Siming collected on his behalf to achieve an unexpected effect.
Unexpectedly, the other party was more decisive than him and took the lead in poisoning.
"you......"
At this time, Gong Qingqing also realized that Wang Xuan was just trying to make a difference.
Whoever poisons first will be in a passive position. At least, the people present will definitely think that the person who poisons first is too cruel.
In comparison, Wang Xuan cannot take the lead in poisoning.
Before entering the inner gate, especially in full view of the public, if you resort to any means and blatant poisoning, you will destroy your image.
If he enters the inner sect in the future, I am afraid that other inner sect disciples will not make friends with him, and then he will be alone.
With this in mind, he used the ash at the bottom of the pot to elicit the fact that the other party had poisoned him.
In this case, people present will only think that Wang Xuan is smart and smart, rather than a vicious and vicious person.
"Senior Brother Gong, although you and I are in a life-and-death battle, we are still swordsmen. By using this method, isn't it discrediting our sect?"
"Hmph, you have such a sharp and sharp mouth. Whether you use poison today or whether it is an honest and fair fight, you will definitely die."
After saying that, regardless of whether the sword was poisonous or not, he attacked again.
Compared with the previous battle, this attack is undoubtedly much more powerful.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, his mind was highly concentrated, and Wang Xuan's body was tense.
"Five elements break the sky!"
With a low cry, the sword came out, the cold light flashed, the brilliance flowed, and turned into a bright moon. As it turned, it struck Gong Wuqing's chest hard.
Why did he rush in just now? How could he fly backwards now?
Gong Qingqing felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes were fierce and his murderous intent was fierce. He didn't expect Wang Xuan to be so strong.
"Okay, okay, your strength is beyond my imagination. This move was originally prepared for Chen Qingyang, but now that you let me use it in advance, it can be regarded as a worthy death."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he smiled angrily.
After saying that, his whole body was full of momentum, sweeping the whole place, causing everyone present to be in chaos.
Especially those outer disciples, they all felt suffocated.
"What, this guy is actually half a step into the spiritual realm? Bastard, this guy is hiding too deeply."
The one who was most surprised was probably Chen Qingyang at the edge of the platform.
According to Gong Qingqing, the hidden strength was to deal with him and was exposed in advance to make his face look ugly.
The first person to bear the brunt was naturally Wang Xuan. The opponent's change in strength caught him off guard. Although he had made some guesses before, he was still a little surprised at this point.
"Why don't you just let me kill you obediently? Why do you have to expose me? Don't worry, I won't let you die comfortably. I will chop you up."
Sure enough, next, Gong Qingwu launched a violent attack.
The gap in strength meant that Wang Xuan could only hold on with all his strength. He used the fast and slow sword techniques of the Xiaocheng realm more and more frequently. Yes, in the past few days, he had practiced the fast and slow sword techniques to Xiaocheng.
The strong pressure made him feel like he was just a leaf in the boat in the vast sea, and he might be submerged at any time.
Of course, this kind of resistance is not completely useless. His strength has been consolidated, and his understanding of fast and slow sword techniques has also improved rapidly.
A large part of the reason why he was able to persist for so long was due to his immersion in the blood pool.
The Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique has laid a solid foundation, which not only increases the strength of the physical body, but also has countless abundant energies hidden throughout the body.
In this high-intensity resistance, the extreme consumption made him like a spring. The harder he pressed, the more intense his resistance.
Soon Gong Qingqing realized something was wrong, and he tried his best, especially since the opponent was covered in blood, tattered, and scarred, but his momentum did not decrease much.
"you?"
"Haha, Senior Brother Gong, thank you for your training, which made my swordsmanship reach a great level."
"Asshole!"
After scolding, Gong Qingqing prepared to continue taking action.
Suddenly, he felt that he was in a trance for a moment, and he secretly failed and fell into trouble.
It turned out that in the previous battle, in addition to using fast and slow sword techniques, Wang Xuan also made an action, that is, he kept throwing pill bottles.
Some were destroyed by Gong Qingqing, and some were smashed on the ground and shattered. After these hundred moves, the fragments of pill bottles were spread all over the ground, and correspondingly, there was a thick layer of ash on the bottom of the pot.
At this moment, a sword came rushing towards me. I was startled, and I avoided it dangerously.
Before Gong Qingqing could breathe a sigh of relief, his body felt a sharp pain. When he looked down, he saw a sword piercing his stomach.
"Senior Brother Gong, I threw the sword just now casually, but this one is the one I use properly."
After saying that, he raised his iron sword and cut open a large gash in Gong Wuqing's stomach, and blood gushed out.
Suddenly suffering a serious injury, Gong Qingqing seemed to have been drained of his strength by something. He sat down on the ground and looked at him in disbelief.
"What? Brother Gong wonders why I wasn't poisoned? To be honest, I have a special physique and am not afraid of others poisoning me."
From beginning to end, Wang Xuan had all-round considerations for the battle.
Not afraid of poison, this is his trump card, and he must use it well.
Being hit frequently by the opponent, in addition to being unable to withstand some attacks, was also to confuse Gong Qingqing and make him think he was poisoned.
As for another method, it is the elixir bottle. It is indeed filled with pot bottom ash, at least most of it is.
A small part of it was replaced by Bianhua flower powder, a kind of hallucinogenic thing.
The opponent was very powerful, and after waiting for so long, he finally caught the opportunity and hit it with one strike.
There was the example of Zhao Qixing in the past, and Liu Piaopiao came back from the dead later. The bloody lessons made Wang Xuan develop a habit, that is, to kill, or not to kill, or to kill thoroughly.
With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he stepped forward and slashed out his sword, intending to cut off Gong Wuqing's head.