"After all this time, you still can't change your despicable and sinister habits." The Poison King smiled, and the blood oozing out of his mouth was green.
"It's a pity... do you think that the invulnerability of Qianqang Poison Technique is just talk?" The Poison King grinned ferociously. He stretched out his hand and pulled out two daggers from his chest. The two daggers had been stuck in the poison
On the king's chest.
This is the Shura Sword. It uses human flesh and blood as a guide to nourish the sword energy. With the endless evil energy, it can hurt people thousands of miles away. Of course, this can only be achieved when the Shura Sword is a big sword. The Poison King has nourished so much
For a long time, it was just a small success.
Even though he is Xiaocheng, if he is injured by this knife at such a close distance, there is basically no way to survive. Even someone as strong as Ning Jincheng will not be able to escape death once he is injured by this knife.
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Poof, two short knives were inserted into Ning Jincheng's chest almost at the same time. Ning Jincheng screamed, he let go of the knife in his hand, stumbled back, and looked at the two daggers on his chest.
Ning Jincheng pointed the knife at the Poison King with trembling hands, and he shouted: "You...you..."
"What am I?" Poison King smiled. He slowly pulled out the dagger inserted into his chest, and then took a few deep breaths. Within a few breaths, the wound on his chest disappeared.
not see.
"Thousands of Poison Techniques, this is the state where Thousands of Poison Techniques are perfected. You, you are already invulnerable." Ning Jincheng couldn't believe his eyes. He never expected that after so many years, the Poison King's poison techniques
It has actually reached the state of great success.
"Haha, the ultimate level of the Thousand Poison Techniques is actually nothing. It just hurts people invisible and is invulnerable." The Poison King was very proud. He laughed and said: "Your immortal evil skills are also powerful. It's a pity that you were killed by someone.
If it is broken, without the blessing of the Immortal Evil Art, your strength will be average."
"Cui Tianlong, don't get too proud too early." Ning Jincheng stared at the Poison King angrily, his eyes almost spitting out fire, but his threats had no effect on the Poison King.
And the Shura Sword inserted into his body has already worked. The Shura Sword's dominance, coupled with the blessing of the poisonous blood of the Poison King, makes this knife a sharp weapon for killing people. Ning Jincheng will not be able to escape this disaster tonight no matter what.
, he took two steps back and sat down on the ground with a plop.
"The taste is not very pleasant." Cui Tianlong chuckled and said: "I might as well tell you that this poison is tempered by the blood I nourished with thousands of poisons, and I nourish the Shura Sword with my flesh and blood
, this is my ultimate killing move, you can’t survive it, do you have anything else to say before you die?”
"Cui Tianlong..." Ning Jincheng's voice became extremely hoarse, and he shouted hoarsely: "Even if I become a ghost... I will not let you go."
"What? Can you speak louder, so I can't hear you?" Cui Tianlong put his ear close to Ning Jincheng, and he chuckled: "Haha, speak louder, you won't let me go even if you are a ghost.
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"Haha, are you qualified to say such a thing?" Cui Tianlong laughed and said: "How many resentful souls have died in your hands over the years, don't you have any clue in your heart? Haha, don't worry,
Those people will seek revenge on you. They have resented you for so many years, and no matter what, they will drag you to hell."
"To be honest, you don't even have a chance to be a ghost." Cui Tianlong sneered: "You are here, slowly waiting for the end of your life."
After Cui Tianlong finished speaking, he stepped forward, slowly pulled out the knife from Ning Jincheng's chest, and then slowly inserted it into his own chest. The Shura knife, without human blood, will immediately become
It is useless, so after he uses it up, he must continue to nourish it with his own flesh and blood.
After pulling out the knife, Cui Tianlong glanced at Ning Jincheng and turned to leave. His great revenge was avenged, and he felt relieved.
Ning Jincheng felt as if the blood in his body had solidified. He stayed on the spot in a daze. What he was waiting for now was death. The skin on his body began to change color, turning into an abnormal blue-grey color. Suddenly, his heart
He stopped beating, his eyes looked forward, and for a moment, he lost all life.
A great hero of a generation died inexplicably in front of this grove. Before he died, he took the lives of the Ning family and other small aristocratic families. A cyan figure suddenly appeared, wearing a cyan suit.
A man in robes appeared in front of Ning Jincheng. This man had no pupils and his eyes were white, but he was not blind. He could clearly see what was in front of him.
"Haha, not bad, really not bad." The man circled around Ning Jincheng's body. He kept nodding and saying in wonder: "It's not in vain that Qingdao and I have been searching for many years. It turns out that there are really people in this world.
Such a person."
"He has a ruthless nature. He killed his son to prove the truth, and died here without any reason. He is full of resentment. Haha, yes, if used properly, it will be a good killing machine. I will accept it."
After Qingdao said this, he grabbed Ning Jincheng's body with his right hand and effortlessly put it on his shoulder. With a roar, his people had gone away, leaving a lingering sound: "The hearts of the world are all for
Impermanence, the world is changing, people's hearts are also changing, this world will one day be in chaos, only killing to stop killing is the right way..."
No one knew about the little incident in the jungle, and the Shili River side also returned to calm in the shortest possible time. No one knew what happened here, because this place was quickly cleaned up.
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It's just that some people will be more or less unhappy with this battle, because after all, it didn't achieve his goal.
In the luxurious villa, Fu Jingchen yelled into the phone: "This is what you call a high-tech nano-suit? These are the so-called strongest warriors in Asia? Maybe I said you don't believe it, these people, even others
Even the combined strength is invincible..."
"Trash, it's all fucking nonsense." Fu Jingchen threw the phone away, picked up a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
This tone made him feel uncomfortable no matter what. He never thought that he would suffer such a big loss from Lin Yu. He also never thought that the so-called strongest warriors in Asia who had been mobilized would actually come together.
Even the combined strength of a little girl cannot be defeated.
He really didn't know what to say, and he couldn't complain about some people in the Security Department and Scientific Research Department. Yes, the nano-combat power of these people was very strong, but they were warriors who couldn't even be torn apart by a little girl.
