Poison is always an effective means for the weak to deal with the strong.

Poisons with weak poisons can reduce the strength of opponents, while poisons with strong poisons can kill people in an instant.

Although the Six Realms are now due to the withering of aura, it is difficult to give birth to drugs with such strong medicinal power in ancient times, and there are fewer and fewer effective poisons for masters, so that the unique technique of poison has gradually withdrawn from the sight of masters, and only those who are destined not to have too high cultivation will spend energy on poison.

This is also Chu Zi'er's original intention to learn to use poison, she has long known that her qualifications are limited, so if she learns to use poison, she can naturally improve her actual combat ability.

But what she didn't expect was that she had a strong talent in poison, almost by touch, and the technique of refining medicine was quite proficient after a few practices, and it was rare to fail.

For Chu Zi'er's talent above the Poison Witch Gu, even Fang Qiong was amazed.

It's a pity that Chu Zi'er is not a woman of the Wu clan, otherwise Fang Qiong would have taught everything she had learned.

Although Chu Zi'er was not able to learn the most secret thing in the Wu Clan's Gu poison method due to the rules, Fang Qiong and Lan Zhi didn't mind Chu Zi'er learning some of the Gu poison recipes that were not secrets.

In addition, Chu Zi'er also got a lot of ancient pills and poison formulas from Chu Feng, and she has a very in-depth understanding of toxicology and pharmacology.

Although she was not able to learn the way of witchcraft in depth, Chu Zi'er's witchcraft attainments were comparable to Lan Zhi's, and her attainments in poison were even more impressive.

Therefore, even if there are no natural medicinal materials with strong medicinal power that can be used to mix poison, Chu Zi'er has a way to stimulate each other through the medicinal power of various medicinal materials, so that the medicinal herbs show several times more powerful medicinal properties than normal medicinal power.

Especially Chu Zi'er already knew that the opponents this time were all some snake clans, so while waiting in the Wu Kingdom, she joined forces with Lan Zhi to refine a furnace of poison, which was specially used against the snake clan.

How could such a targeted poison be avoided casually?

Of course, the green scale sword was smeared with poison, but that poison was not Chu Zi'er's real killer weapon, and the purpose of that poison was only one, to divert the attention of those people.

Masters tend to be cautious, and they are wary of all possibilities when fighting.

Although poison is rarely seen in battles between masters, no one can say whether they will be wary of it, so the only way is to convince them that it is poisonous, and that it is poisonous somewhere, so that their vigilance against poisons that may come from other directions will be relaxed - after all, one person's energy is limited, and if their attention is focused on guarding against poison, then the cooperation of the three people will not be so tight and close to cause too much pressure on Liwan.

If they pay too much attention to suppressing the detachment, then the prevention of toxicity will naturally be reduced, and the possibility of poisoning will increase.

No matter which possibility it is, it is very helpful for the current situation, and this is the huge role that Chu Zi'er can play in the battle situation.

What's more, Chu Zi'er has always been very confident in her own poison.

Sure enough, as soon as the black-robed man shouted poisonous, the woman in purple and the man in white were stunned, and the offensive in their hands immediately loosened, but Liwan was not affected in any way, the blue-scaled sword turned, and the dragon roared shockingly.

The middle-aged man was even more frightened, he knew the person in front of him, although this rising rookie was not as famous as the Spirit Snake Son, and his cultivation was not as good as the Spirit Snake Son, but no one could deny that this was definitely one of the most top-notch geniuses of the contemporary era.

Although his cultivation could compete with the other party, the sword in the opponent's hand was the Emperor's weapon, and any of his blade magic weapons would be quickly frozen by the cold air of the Sen Sen.

Although Bing Zhiqi didn't think as much as the middle-aged man thought, he also had to be distracted to take care of Liwan, so the offensive was not as wide open and closed as he used to, but every move was left behind, ready to redeem Liwan's disadvantage at any time.

Rao is Bing Zhiqi has never done his best, but Bing Zhiqi himself has already sung the snow trick to the limit, accompanied by the Ning Shi knife in his hand, each knife is full of wind and snow, and the cold is pressing, so that the middle-aged man can't help but shiver.

The middle-aged man is a snake clan, although he is not an ordinary snake, but he also has the habits of the snake clan, and he is extremely afraid of the cold, and under the severe cold, his strength has declined rapidly, and he has quickly changed from being evenly matched with Bing Zhiqi to a middle-aged man who has been defending hard, so that he has not been attacked by Bing Zhiqi.

At this time, Bing Zhiqi saw that the black-robed man was poisoned, the woman in purple and the man in white were stunned, and even the middle-aged man in front of him showed a panicked expression, and he knew in his heart that Liwan should not be in danger in the short term, and it was a good time to attack.

Ice Zhiqi immediately swung his knife, his long hair flew, and the ice demon behind him roared angrily, and a mouthful of bloody ice blade slashed out of the air, leaving a vast piece of cold ice in the place he passed, and the chill was piercing.

The middle-aged man secretly said that it was not good, and immediately stopped entanglement, and quickly retreated behind him, but where would Bing Zhiqi let the middle-aged man go!

The ice demon swung the knife with the ice qi, countless flying snow blew out, and pieces of brilliant ice crystals fluttered in the sky, entering the middle-aged man's body with the breath of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had just finished taking this breath, and he suddenly felt a chill, he knew what had just happened, but he was powerless to recover. If he could sit down and breathe now, he knew that he would still have a way to live, but the question was, how could Ice Qiqi give him this chance?

"Three. Bing Zhiqi said indifferently.

As soon as Bing Zhiqi spoke, the middle-aged man knew that his death was near, he roared angrily, and simply stopped resisting, but urged his true qi to run wildly, ready to blow himself up!

When a monk is forced into a mortal situation, as long as there is a chance, almost the vast majority of people will choose to blow themselves up, to pull the enemy to bury themselves, at least to leave the enemy with unforgettable wounds.

The middle-aged man knew that he was hopeless, so he wanted to blow himself up.

He knew that if he blew himself up, several of his companions on the side would also be killed together. But it doesn't matter, because if he doesn't blow himself up, they'll all die.

In that case, it would be better to blow them up along with these two young men and women, and it would be considered a well-deserved death.

The middle-aged man wanted to blow himself up, but Bing Zhiqi didn't stop it, but opened his mouth and counted down again: "Zero!"

The Ice Qi Condensing World Knife fell, slashing through the void and slashing towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man felt that Bing Zhiqi was a little unreasonable, you were clearly counting down to "three", why didn't you say "two" and "one" well, and jumped directly to "zero"?

It's really unreasonable to do this, and he is not mentally prepared at all.

But regardless of whether he was mentally prepared or not, the knife still fell down decisively, splitting the middle-aged man directly into two halves, and the wound was quickly frozen by a layer of cold ice, smooth as a mirror.

The middle-aged man finally understood at this moment that it was not the opponent who was unreasonable, but that he was stupid.

The "three" counted down by Bing Zhiqi is the time when the freezing gas that enters his body attacks, but it may not be the time when he dies. If he can keep dealing with Ice Qi, then when the freezing gas entering his body explodes, he will die.

But the problem is that he focused all his attention on self-detonation, so he gave Ice Qiqi a chance to kill with one blow.

Bing Zhiqi didn't say that he must use freezing gas to turn him into an ice sculpture, there is such an opportunity, why not use it?

The middle-aged man felt that he was dying very aggrieved, really aggrieved, if he didn't have to blow himself up, he could still persevere, although there was no hope of winning, but at least he wouldn't die so quickly, so simply, he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

The middle-aged man died with resentment, and the Ning Shi knife on Bing Zhiqi's waist was sheathed and went to Liwan's side to support.

But Liwan didn't wait for Bing Zhiqi's support, the blue-scale sword in Liwan's hand kept slashing out, and the dragons around him kept roaring, blocking all attacks.

There is only one target from Juan, that is, the black-robed man who has been poisoned and is really angry.

Liwan's offensive is very fierce, sword after sword, regardless of whether the previous sword hit or not, and no matter how many injuries it caused to the other party, it is to keep attacking.

The Dragon Sutra is originally an extremely domineering exercise, paying attention to fierceness and momentum, although the temperament does not match the so-called bravery, but at this moment, in order to win, there is already an indomitable momentum.

With this momentum, the dragon meridian was unleashed through the hand of Lijuan, becoming more and more ferocious, every time the sword fell, you could hear a clear dragon roar, and you could also see the dragon shadow wandering, every light and shadow had a momentum that all things in the world were respected by themselves, so that the black-robed man was out of breath at all.

The woman in purple and the man in white kept attacking, but the dragon around Lijuan's body had also been stimulated by Lijuan to the extreme, constantly swimming and circling, using the length advantage of his body to protect Liwan's body without the slightest flaw, although the woman in purple and the man in white continued to attack the foundation of the dragon, but they couldn't attack Liwan's defense.

The black-robed man felt despair, because he couldn't prevent it at all!

The green scale sword slashed down again, and the double fangs in the hands of the black-robed man staggered and parried, but this time, the blue-scale sword was not held by the double fangs as before, but directly split the double fangs, emitting a dragon roar, and the blue light jumped, and it directly split the black-robed man and burst open.

And Lijuan's mind and battle spirit are in line with it, and it is completely consistent with the tone of the Dragon Sutra, so he didn't want to stop at all for a while, and his backhand sword moved, and the blue light illuminated the two pale faces.

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