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Looking at the person wearing a purple mask who was gradually approaching him, Cen Mingjin was shocked, especially the words of the other party made Cen Mingjin feel fearful.

"Don't come here again! Take another step, you're welcome!" Cen Mingjin suddenly shouted, and then showed off the strength of the peak of the late stage of the Xuan Rank on his body.

When he saw the momentum of a late-stage martial artist on Cen Mingjin's body, the feet of the person wearing the purple mask were obviously stagnant, and his pupils suddenly contracted. But soon, he laughed out loud again, and said playfully: "Ji Ji, even if you are a peak martial artist in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, under the effect of the 'Seven Steps of Lost Change', you can't exert half of your strength at all, Ji Ji! If you want to scare me, no way!"

After that, the man in the purple mask walked towards Cen Mingjin again, but although he said it lightly, his eyes were full of vigilance, obviously afraid that the effect of the medicine would not be able to control Cen Mingjin. If the effect of the medicine really didn't work, then in the face of a martial artist at the peak of the late Xuan Rank, he was not an opponent at all, so he could only quickly evacuate this place, and then think of other ways.

Seeing that the other party was not deterred by his threat and momentum, but stepped forward again, the expression on Cen Mingjin's face was suddenly extremely ugly. She was pretending to be calm, but her hands couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment, at the same time as the purple masked man walked over. Retreat again and again. It's just that every time he takes a step back, Cen Mingjin feels even more dizzy in his head. When he came to the seventh step, Cen Mingjin really couldn't hold on. Suddenly sat down on the ground.

Originally, the person wearing the purple mask was still wary of Cen Mingjin, but as soon as he saw Cen Mingjin like this, he immediately eliminated the doubt in his heart, and approached Cen Mingjin step by step with a sneer, his eyes were full of silver light.

Cen Mingjin, who was sitting on the ground, was anxious at the moment, glanced at the special forces of the "Dark Blade" special forces around him, and found that many people who wanted to come to save him fell to the ground and fainted after not taking a few steps. Wu Chen and Xiao Yan, the only ones who were not poisoned, also fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Cen Mingjin's heart became heavier and heavier. She only hoped that someone would rescue her, but this hope was so ethereal. Cen Mingjin closed her eyes gloomily, not wanting to look at the person in front of her step by step, a tall and handsome figure suddenly appeared in her mind, when she saw this figure, Cen Mingjin's whole body was shocked, and two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down her closed eyes.

At this moment, an oozing scream suddenly resounded through the dense forest, making Cen Mingjin couldn't help but open his eyes. Tears in the blur. She vaguely saw a man in a purple mask fall with a bang, and a young man stood vaguely beside him.

When he saw the young man for a moment, Cen Mingjin didn't know where he got the strength from, and he suddenly jumped up from the ground. Quickly ran to the young man's side, grabbed the young man's hand, and said with some joy: "Brother Wei." Is it you! Is it really you! You're here to save Ming Jin, right?"

But then, Cen Mingjin said with some resentment: "How you leave is how many years." Do you know how much I've missed you all these years......" Later, Cen Mingjin's pretty face flushed. Gently wiping the tears in his eyes with his cuffs, Cen Mingjin raised his head and looked at the young man.

It's just that under this head, what Cen Mingjin saw was not Brother Wei, but Qiao Yun's stunned face.

"You ......" Cen Mingjin quickly let go of the hand holding Qiao Yun, pointed at Qiao Yun and said only one word, his blood surged, and he suddenly fainted.

Seeing that Cen Mingjin was about to fall to the ground, Qiao Yun's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly hugged him, and a faint body fragrance came from Cen Mingjin's body, Qiao Yun quickly reined in his mind and slowly put Cen Mingjin on the ground.

Regarding Cen Mingjin's actions and words just now, Qiao Yun could be said to be confused at first, but after hearing it, Qiao Yun also heard some clues. It seems that this Brother Wei's status in Cen Mingjin's heart is not low, otherwise Cen Mingjin, who has never been pretentious to others, would not suddenly show such a little daughter's side.

To be honest, Cen Mingjin's resentful words just now made Qiao Yun feel pity when he saw it. Shaking her head, Qiao Yun sighed secretly, don't look at Cen Mingjin who is usually cold and indifferent, it turns out that there has always been a person living in her heart.

After placing Cen Mingjin, Qiao Yun walked to the side of the man wearing the purple mask, squatted down, quickly slapped him several times, and then sneered and said, "Don't pretend, I know you're not dead yet." Tell me, what exactly do you Five Poison Gang do?"

A pair of eyes slowly lit up behind the purple mask, and the eyes flickered, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

The person wearing the purple mask originally wanted to pretend to be dead to pass Qiao Yun's level first, and then wait for these people to leave, and then ask the master for help, but how could he have thought that he was discovered by the other party. For Qiao Yun, the person wearing the purple mask was already afraid in his heart, he didn't understand why the other party had obviously hit his "Seven Steps of Rosemary", but there was no problem? And just now the other party didn't know what secret weapon was used, he only felt that his legs were cold, and he fell to the ground, and the two legs were obviously out of his body.

Qiao Yun snorted coldly and said, "Now it's me asking you, not you asking me!"

"I don't know!" said the man in the purple mask resolutely, after hesitation.

His face sank, and Qiao Yun shouted: "You were toasted and not eaten and punished, if you don't say it, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

The man in the purple mask was silent, as if he hadn't heard what Qiao Yun said. At the same time, he slowly raised his hands and wanted to take out the hidden weapon from his jacket pocket, but under this lift, his heart was cold. As if his hands were no longer his own, he didn't listen to himself at all, and tried to lift them several times, but he didn't lift them, and finally had to give up. He suddenly thought of Qiao Yun squatting down, and patted him a few times, and his heart was full of emotion, obviously what the other party had done to his body, which made his body unable to move.

Seeing that the other party was deaf to his words, Qiao Yun couldn't help but sneer, and the next moment, a wind blade came out of his hand again, slashing directly at the left arm of the person wearing the purple mask. The Wind Blade slashed the purple-masked man's left shoulder without the slightest hint of mud, and the aftermath cut a furrow in the ground that was several inches deep.

Another scream shook through the forest, and the body of the man in the purple mask trembled.

This time, not only the person wearing the purple mask, but also many special forces of the "Dark Blade" special forces also saw it clearly, when Qiao Yun sent out the wind blade to sneak attack the person wearing the purple mask, everyone didn't understand how Qiao Yun cut off his legs. But this time, everyone saw that Qiao Yun didn't use anything, it seemed that with just such a gentle wave of his hand, the arm of the person wearing the purple mask was cut off.

All the special forces of the "Dark Blade" special forces who were not unconscious in the past gasped, this was the first time they had seen Qiao Yun use the wind blade, they knew that Qiao Yun was very strong before, but it was only at this time that they understood that what they and others had seen was only the tip of the iceberg, and Qiao Yun had never used such a powerful method as before.

"To say or not to say!" Qiao Yun stared at the eyes of the man wearing the purple mask expressionlessly, and then casually tapped his left chest a few times, and soon the bleeding wound stopped bleeding.

Although a kind of special forces can't see the human face behind the mask, anyone can imagine that this face must be extremely pale at this moment. The purple mask's eyes were filled with fear, but soon a cruel look flashed in his eyes, and the purple masker's teeth had already bitten his lip, and he squeezed out a word from his blood-soaked mouth: "I don't know." ”

Qiao Yun's eyes were slightly cold, and then he didn't say much, but quickly tapped his fingers on the body of the person wearing the purple mask a few times. After a while, the person wearing the purple mask felt as if his whole body had been devoured by countless ants, and the itching was unbearable and the pain was incomparable, but his body was frozen by Qiao Yun again, making it impossible for him to scratch it with his hands.

Looking coldly at the man in the purple mask who was enduring the pain on the ground, Qiao Yun snorted coldly, this method Qiao Yun has used many times, and it can be said that it has been tried and tested repeatedly. Therefore, Qiao Yun didn't want to believe that the person wearing the purple mask in front of him could endure it, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before he would open his mouth and beg for mercy.

Sure enough, it was only a moment of incense before the man in the purple mask shouted, "Stop, stop!

Qiao Yun sneered, "If you don't say no, it's over, and you won't be able to endure this kind of torture." Saying that, Qiao Yun casually clicked on the person wearing the purple mask a few more times, and immediately the person wearing the purple mask felt that his body was light, and the itching and pain dissipated, and his body stabilized.

In just such a short period of time, the clothes of the person wearing the purple mask were already soaked, and he never wanted to try this kind of torture again, it was even more uncomfortable than after taking poison. After a few breaths, the eyes of the man wearing the purple mask stared at Qiao Yun stubbornly, and said coldly: "You wait, you kill me, our Five Poison Gang will not let you go!"

"Look for death!" Qiao Yun frowned, and with a wave of his right hand as he spoke, he was about to point points on the person wearing the purple mask again.

It's just that the next moment, Qiao Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took off the purple mask on the face of the person wearing the purple mask, and then pinched his cheek with his right hand, but Qiao Yun's movements were still a step slower. I saw a flash of fierceness in this person's eyes, and then his head was tilted, and a bloody mark was left on the corner of his mouth, and there was no sign of life. (My novel "Joyful Nine Dragons" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)