The group of snakes trembled and hissed loudly. The poisonous snakes blocking the path all opened their mouths and sprayed out light green mist. It actually lingered, forming patches of green mist.
Before everyone in the Wuliang Sword Sect came back to their senses, they heard the Thunder Fire Hall and the Huijian Sect each sound a warning, and the big man with the ring sword just now shouted: "Be careful."
Wu Ang rushed to the front, but he smelled a trace of poisonous gas at the end of his nose. His body trembled and he held his breath.
But even so, the poisonous mist seemed to pour in from the pores all over his body. When he was in the poisonous mist, the layers of toxins in Wu Ang's body would accumulate. He quickly used his internal defense to suppress the spread of toxins.
Bai Xiaowen has been paying attention to the resistance of warriors from the Sword Song Plane to toxins. With his insight, Wu Ang's body surface surged with brilliance, as if an invisible shield had been opened. His health, which had been falling in pieces, fell slowly.
A lot.
"It's really stupid..." Bai Xiaowen thought secretly in his heart. The internal strength of the swordsman plane warriors is like a snake oil. It is conceivable that if Fatty's rotten toxins are used against these leaders with profound internal strength, the effect will be sure.
There will also be a discount.
Fortunately, not all are immune. After careful observation, Bai Xiaowen found that Wu Ang activated his internal strength to fight toxins, and the damage reduction efficiency was about 30% to 70%. The reason for this fluctuation is obviously related to the infused internal strength Qi points.
If used with full strength, 70% of the poison damage can be reduced, but Wu Ang will not have any extra energy to pour into his attacks and body skills.
If you think about it this way, it's acceptable.
However, most of the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect were only at level 1 in internal strength, and a few disciples had reached level 2. They simply did not have the skills of the Four Wuliang Elders. Under the influence of the Poisonous Mist Array, all of them turned black and hurriedly retreated.
After leaving the range of the poisonous mist formation, the poisoned Wuliang Sword Sect disciples immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, using their internal energy to force out the poison and heal their injuries. The non-poisoned disciples guarded the perimeter.
Bai Xiaowen saw another use of internal energy. He had insight into a poisoned Wuliang Sword Sect disciple. When the latter breathed in and out, not only the layers of toxins were slowly eliminated, but even the lost health points were slowly recovering.
Bai Xiaowen was unable to complain about this.
The group of snakes that used the poisonous mist array were not completely without losses. After the spray, the poisonous snakes seemed to have had their bones removed, curling up lazily on the ground, motionless no matter how commanded by the snake flute of the white-clothed man from the Ten Thousand Snake Valley.
Changsun Ming whistled softly: "The thief's poisonous snake is powerful, but the poisonous mist formation cannot last long. Let's stick to it for the time being, and let's talk about other things."
The four elders of Wuliang Sword Sect and their disciples also formed a circular formation and stopped attacking the snakes.
The people of Ten Thousand Snakes Valley are also very smart. They no longer drive poisonous snakes to spit poisonous mist, but just surround the people of Wuliang Sword Sect and attack with a dense group of snakes, constantly consuming the opponent's internal energy and physical energy.
As a result, everyone in Wuliang Sword Sect fell into the same situation as Huijian Sect and Leihuo Hall.
Changsun Ming was anxious and suddenly remembered something and said to Bai Xiaowen: "Mr. Bai, your maid seems to be proficient in music. Is it possible to play the flute to interfere with the movement of the thief's snake formation?"
Bai Xiaowen looked at Qiao Rui.
Qiao Rui shook her head slightly, and everyone in the Wuliang Sword Sect suddenly looked discouraged.
Bai Xiaowen saw that the heat had arrived and said with a smile: "Everyone, what's the difficulty in dealing with this snake formation?"
The disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect looked at each other, a little unhappy. The elites of the three major sects were all trapped by the snake formation, but Bai Xiaowen made big words, which naturally sounded harsh to them.
A female disciple named Tu Mengjiao asked curiously: "Master Bai, do you have any way to deal with this snake formation?"
Another outstanding disciple is named He Xiyuan. He is a level 7 leader and has always been quite prestigious among the disciples. He said angrily: "If he had the ability to deal with the snake formation, his whole family would not end up like this..."
"Xi Yuan, shut up, don't be rude." Zhang Sunming shouted.
Bai Xiaowen had a calm expression on his face and said calmly: "A ruler is short, an inch is long. The snake array that seems to be difficult to you is easy to deal with in Bai's eyes." With a wave of his hand, the butcher and skull knife were
Summoned creatures such as Shieldbearers appear on the battlefield.
The disciples of Wuliang Sword Sect have never seen this kind of strange ability to summon creatures out of thin air, and all of them looked shocked.
Changsun Ming suddenly said: "I heard that Mr. Bai was taught by a stranger, and it is true. This ability to summon things out of thin air is quite similar to the legendary Taoist alchemy 'Throwing Beans to Create an Army' and 'Five Ghosts Transport', and it is close to
Supernatural powers are beyond the scope of martial arts."
After He Xiyuan was surprised, he sneered and said: "These monsters he summoned are full of sinister energy. How can they have any connotation of Taoist magical powers? They are almost the same as evil arts. Besides, looking at the strength of these monsters, they are not very good."
The warriors in the Sword Song Plane easily accepted the counterintuitive existence of Bai Xiaowen's summoned creatures. This is because the rules of the spiritual world are subtle and will not allow the awakened person to reveal his or her identity as an outsider due to the strangeness of his own spells and skills.
Just like the Desert Eagle, it is a normal firearm in the modern urban plane, but in this cold weapon plane it will be automatically transformed into a hand crossbow. The principle is the same.
Bai Xiaowen ignored He Xiyuan and followed the butcher along with Li Shuyi, Qiao Rui and Han Xu.
The butcher used the rotting skill, and the purple-black poisonous mist rolled away. The poisonous snakes within the melee range fell to death one after another. As for the poisonous mist spewed by the poisonous snakes, the butcher was the first to bear it. It was not painful or itchy at all, and could not keep up with the speed of blood recovery in the slaughterhouse.
In terms of individual strength, Butcher is inferior to the four elders of the Wuliang Sword Sect, not to mention the disciple named He Xiyuan. But in this snake formation, Butcher relies on the rotten AOE damage and his own reduction of poison damage.
, high recovery ability, and its role is even close to that of a lord-level powerhouse.
A group of Wuliang Sword Sect disciples behind him were stunned. Tu Mengjiao said with emotion: "Although the monster summoned by Mr. Bai is a little ugly, it is really powerful. We martial arts practitioners can only kill the poisonous snake with one sword, but it
It can poison a large area at once."
He Xiyuan snorted and said: "It's just that we are not good at learning. The truly powerful masters can move their hands and feet with powerful force. With a wave of their palm, thousands of venomous snakes can be killed."
There is some truth in what He Xiyuan said. Of course, a top master from the Sword Song Plane can handle this kind of snake formation. Under the infusion of internal energy, ordinary attacks by such a master will have the effect of AOE skills. But he was wrong. If
There are endless venomous snakes, and if the master messenger cannot be found, the best masters can only escape, because the internal strength is limited, and trying to kill the snakes will only lead to death.
But the butcher can rely on the passivity of the slaughterhouse to kill poisonous snakes like a perpetual motion machine. This is the difference.