"Huaxia child, quickly take the sword and stick it into yourself, hahaha......"

The witch god and the thirteen powerhouses fought like chicken blood, laughing wildly.

"Haoran don't, you go quickly, leave me alone, woo woo......"

In the middle was Zheng Wei's grief-stricken voice.

"It seems that there were still too few killings outside just now!"

"I swear I'll let the fourteen of you die after you've tasted the pain of purgatory!"

Tang Haoran's expression was cold, the long sword was raised, and it was drawn into a green light, and the tip of the sword sank into his right leg, and suddenly, red blood came out, gathering into a red line and spilling out.

Pricking yourself yourself, it really doesn't taste very good.

The moment the cold sword blade entered his body, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Tang Hao's lips, and now the suffering he suffered will be repaid by the enemy a thousand times!

"Haoran...... Why are you so stupid, don't stab again, they won't let me go, you get up, go kill them!" Zheng Wei's heart was like a knife, and the sword stabbed into the young man's leg, as if it was piercing her heart.

"Keep moving, don't stop!The next sword stabs the thigh, stab deeper!!"

The murderous voice of the witch god rang out.

"Brush!"

Tang Haoran flicked his wrist, pulled out his long sword, brought up a string of blood flowers, stopped in the air for a while, and stabbed deeply into his right thigh.

Then, there was another burst of laughter.

Brush - Brush - Brush -

The swords were one after another, and soon, Tang Haoran's legs pierced into the two swords respectively, and the blood merged on the ground.

His legs were still motionless, but his handsome face was a little pale.

"Paralyzed, this kid has been seriously injured, do it now, you should be able to kill him!"

The witch god and the thirteen powerhouses saw that the Chinese boy had lost too much blood, and they became more and more relieved.

"Keep stabbing, it's time for the abdomen!"

In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, the witch god urged Tang Haoran to continue.

"Brush!"

Another flash of green light flashed, and the long sword pierced through the left abdomen, and blood flowed down the sword body.

Needless to say, every time Tang Haoran stabbed his sword into his body, he avoided the vital points and large blood vessels.

"Okay, this sword is well stabbed, don't stop, boy, it's time for the other side, this sword is going to pierce through...... Hey, paralyzed, a little dizzy, are you too excited!"

A patriarch was laughing wildly, and suddenly, his brain was in a trance, but he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was caused by too much excitement.

Tang Haoran saw this person's reaction in his eyes, and a sneer flashed in his heart, "Cao Nima, let you be happy for a while, and then settle the account with you later!"

"Brush!"

His sixth sword pierced through his right abdomen and pierced out from the other side, and the blood flowed more rapidly, and the area of the ground became larger and larger.

"Haoran, don't be like this, why are you so stupid......" Zheng Wei was about to faint from crying, shaking his head and screaming.

With a bang, when Tang Haoran pulled out his sword, several more Wumen patriarchs felt that their bodies were abnormal.

Soon, even the most powerful witch god was in a trance.

"Ahh

The first person to feel unwell suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

"This ......"

Wu Shen and the others were shocked, instinctively realizing that something was wrong, and immediately targeted Tang Haoran with suspicion.

"Boy, what did you do?"

The witch god's blood-red eyes were like two dazzling fireballs, and he asked angrily.

"What did I do to you?"

Tang Haoran smiled faintly, since the other party asked, how could he miss such a good opportunity to delay time, and said slowly: "What did I do? Haven't you been watching it very excited? Why, if your people have physical problems, won't it also depend on my head?"

The witch god felt more and more that something was wrong, but he had been paying close attention to Tang Haoran, and he didn't find out what he was secretly doing, so ......

Plop Plop Plop –

The witch god felt that this was too strange, and then three more people fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, and at the same time, to his horror, his head seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

"Little crumb, what the hell did you do?"

The witch god was sure that it must be the hands and feet of this Chinese boy who secretly moved.

"Do you still need to ask such a mentally retarded question again and again!"

Tang Haoran smiled, using the natural healing function of the wood spirit body, in the blink of an eye, the four wounds on his legs stopped bleeding, and then the two ribs, the blood flow quickly decreased, and also stopped the bleeding.

Then, in the eyes of the witch god who thought he had seen a ghost, he took out a large handful of healing elixirs.

The witch god looked stupid, he was injured so badly and recovered so quickly? Nima, is this kid a human or not? Unconsciously, a cold sweat broke out in his head, because the young man in front of him was so weird that it was terrifying.

Finally, he reacted and shouted: "Don't take medicine, continue to stab the old man, pierce the heart, stab hard!"

"Pierce your heart, I'll prick your sister!"

Tang Haoran threw away a caring look for the mentally retarded, his neck was raised, and a large handful of pills were entered, and suddenly, the majestic medicinal power spread, moisturizing the internal organs and repairing the wounds.

Fortunately, these wounds seemed shocking, but none of them hit the point.

His current situation is only excessive blood loss, and if ordinary people had lost so much blood, they would have gone into shock and died.

"You, if you don't do it again, I, I'll kill your woman!!"

The witch god panicked, the more calm the young man was, the more bottomless he was in his heart, and in the midst of angry threats, a jet-black dagger once again crossed Zheng Wei's snow-white neck.

"Haoran!" Zheng Wei was also vaguely aware that things had taken a turn for the better, when she looked at the bloodied figure of Miao Nian, her heart was still like a pinprick, but when she noticed the confident and warm smile on the young man's handsome and pale face, her heart throbbed for a while, and she was inexplicably relieved.

"If you don't want to survive and die, then do it, I remind you that you will soon experience that taste, and it will be forever and ever!"

Tang Haoran said disdainfully.

Before he spoke, the thirteen warriors had all fallen to the ground, all of them rolling wildly with their heads in pain, some of them slammed their heads on the ground, and more of them frantically tore their own skins, until their flesh and blood were blurred......

"Paralyzed, what the hell did this kid do? Yes, poison, it must be poison!"

The witch god immediately understood that the Huaxia boy had secretly poisoned, but he himself was a master of poison, and he really couldn't think of how there was such a terrible poison in this world, and even he, a god realm powerhouse who was proficient in poison, couldn't detect it.

"Hehe, you're not a very idiot. To tell you the truth, from the beginning, you were doomed! When you block my sword, this hall will be filled with poison. ”

"Otherwise, I will talk so much nonsense with you? Will I be at your mercy and stupidly stab myself? Master, I will stab myself with six swords, just to delay time, just waiting for your poison to attack. ”

Tang Haoran said leisurely, in the same way, he is talking so much nonsense now, he is also delaying time, the longer the time, the deeper the poisoning of the witch god, and the easier it will be for him to rescue Zheng Wei.

(End of chapter)