Chapter 456: Hidden Immortal Brew, the deal with Liantong
"Mr..gongzi?"
Zhang Lao's heart was greatly shocked, and then he followed the aura sensed by his own Azure Dragon Token and happened to see a man dressed as a servant smiling at them.
Although the man's face was very unfamiliar, his smile was extremely familiar to the three of them.
They determined that this person was Mr. Rusty Lion.
"Let's go, pretend that the poison has not been cured yet, and don't let anyone see the flaw. I'm here with Zhai Mo."
The rusty lion's voice sounded in the minds of the three people again.
Immediately, the three of them no longer hesitated, and all put their hands into their sleeves, and immediately touched a paper bag.
Although they didn’t know when Mr. Rusty Lion put the antidote on them, because of their unreserved trust in Mr. Rusty Lion, the three of them took the medicine in the paper package while running away.
antidote.
Seeing this, Xu Taiping finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The reason why they continue to pretend to be poisoned is because based on his observation just now, even if they take the antidote, it will take at least a cup of tea to remove the energy, blood and true energy from the poisoned person within a while.
Returned to its prime.
Coupled with the number of disciples of Sword Worship Villa in the hall at this moment, it would be very difficult for the three of them to escape.
Continuing to pretend to be poisoned can make the disciples of Sword Worship Villa relax their vigilance, giving them a chance to slowly regain their strength.
"boom!"
As he expected, before the three of them rushed to the door, they were already surrounded by the disciples of Sword Worship Villa.
However, because they were not facing the Thirteen Swords of Yunting, with the skills of Nan Xing and Zhai Mo, the three of them should not be in danger for a while.
"Then Yun Mubai wants to live alive, and he will definitely not kill him. As long as he can survive a cup of tea, the poison on the three of them will be cured."
While Xu Taiping was thinking this, he looked at Zhai Mo who was not far in front of him.
In fact, he could have taken action before Zhai Mo tried his best, but after careful consideration, he decided to let Zhai Mo teach him a lesson.
"Brother Zhai Mo is an upright and generous man, but he places too much emphasis on friendship. If he doesn't learn from his lesson, he will definitely meet the second Yun Mubai next time."
Xu Taiping murmured in his heart.
Of course, the main reason why he didn't stop Zhai Mo from fighting hard was to buy time for Mr. Zhang and others to regain their strength.
"Zheng!"
Having said that, the Thirteen Swords of Yunting once again activated the sword formation and slashed at Zhai Mo with one sword.
For Zhai Mo in his prime, there were many ways to defeat the sword, but now all he could do was rely on the remaining blood in his body to resist the sword.
"Whoosh!"
The moment the sword energy struck, Zhai Mo roared angrily, raised the giant ax in his hand and charged forward like a wild beast.
"boom!"
But this time, even though Zhai Mo used all his strength, he still could not break the sword force of the Thirteen Yunting Swords, and his body suddenly flew upside down under the impact of the sword force.
With a "bang" sound, Zhai Mo fell heavily to the ground next to Xu Taiping, and his originally tall and burly body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, he turned back into the burly man he was when he first met Xu Taiping.
"puff!……"
Without the support of the power of blood, he could no longer suppress the damage caused by the poison to his body, and black blood kept spitting out from his mouth.
"Zheng!"
At this time, the Thirteen Swords of Yunting formed another formation.
"Zhai Mo, is this all you have?"
Amidst the "rumbling" sound of sword energy piercing the air, Yun Mubai suddenly shouted to Zhai Mo with a sneer on his face.
After hearing this, Xu Taiping, who was squatting next to Zhai Mo with his head in his arms, immediately saw Zhai Mo's thoughts and said to himself:
"Although Yun Mubai will not kill Zhai Mo, it does not prevent him from crushing Zhai Mo's Taoist heart, because only in this way can Zhai Mo be completely used by him."
After Zhai Mo heard this, he managed to hold on to the pain on his body and got up from the ground again.
"I have to say that Brother Zhai Mo's willpower is not weaker than any martial artist I know, including Mr. Zhu and General Zhang."
Seeing Zhai Mo start fighting again, Xu Taiping couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Although Zhai Mo is not very bright at times, his physical strength and extraordinary willpower far surpass those of Nan Xing and Zhang Lao.
It can be said that he is a born martial artist.
"vomit!"
At this time, Zhai Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, then clenched his hands into fists, widened his eyes, glared at Yun Mubai and said:
"If you can't kill me this time, I will definitely help you with some of the Thirteen Swords of Yunting!"
Although these words were spoken to Yun Mubai, the murderous intent in them struck the Thirteen Swords of Yunting like a torrent.
Thirteen young sword cultivators suddenly had a layer of cold sweat on their foreheads, and there was a wavering look in their eyes.
Even though Zhai Mo seemed to be at the end of his strength, his murderous intent was able to frighten these thirteen young sword cultivators.
"If you can't kill them, thirteen of you, don't even think about stepping into the Yunting of my Sword Worship Villa again!"
Yun Mubai snorted at the Thirteen Swords of Yunting with some dissatisfaction.
Hearing Yun Mubai's anger, the Thirteen Swordsmen of Yunting immediately regained their composure and used their own sword intent to disperse the murderous intent in Zhai Mo.
"Zheng!"
At the moment when the murderous intention was dispersed from Zhai Mo, the Thirteen Swords of Yunting mobilized the true energy in their bodies, and used the power of the Yunting Sword Formation to condense the huge sword energy into a sword shadow dozens of feet long.
The sword slashed at Zhai Mo.
"Whoosh!"
Amidst the harsh sound of breaking through the air, the huge sword shadow carried the sword shadow like a sea of clouds and engulfed Zhai Mo in an instant.
Facing this sword, Zhai Mo could no longer lift the giant axe, so he directly raised his fist to meet it.
"boom!"
Amidst the deafening collision sound, Zhai Mo's fist almost shattered in response.
But at the last minute,
He turned his fists into palms and clamped the huge sword shadow regardless of the erosion of the sword energy on his palms.
But with his current physical strength, how could he possibly be able to block the sword wielded by the Thirteen Swords of Yunting using the power of the sword array?
"boom!"
In just one or two breaths, Zhai Mo knelt down heavily on one knee because he could not bear the distance caused by the sword force.
Xu Taiping on the side could even clearly hear the "click" sound of his knee shattering.
But even so, Zhai Mo still didn't let go, his bloody hands tightly holding the huge sword shadow.
Because he knew that the longer he delayed, the more chance Mr. Zhang and the others would have to survive.
"This is...I owe Nanxing and Mr. Zhang...them..."
Zhai Mo, whose mouth was full of blood foam, murmured in a low voice.
"Zhai Mo, as long as you kneel down to me, I will consider sparing your life."
At this time, Yun Mubai's voice sounded again.
Hearing this, Zhai Mo smiled "hehe", then glared at Yun Mubai and said:
"You deserve it too!"
Hearing this, Yun Mubai sneered, then raised his hand and pressed down:
"It's not up to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the huge sword shadow once again let out a sword cry, and then pressed down violently under the control of the Thirteen Swords of Yunting.
"boom!……"
Amidst the huge earthquake, Zhai Mo's other leg seemed to be unable to support it, and the bones in his body kept cracking and cracking due to the heavy pressure.
"Snapped."
Just when Zhai Mo was about to lose his support, a hand suddenly placed on his shoulder, and then a familiar voice came into his ears——
"Brother Zhai Mo, that's enough. Leave it to me next."
Zhai Mo was shocked when he heard this, and then turned his head to follow the sound with a look of disbelief.
After seeing the figure standing next to him, he said with a mixture of sadness and joy: