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In the other party's deep eyes, the green light swept through, as if she could see through her completely, and under those eyes, there seemed to be no secrets.

"Wow!"

Hua Ling took a breath of cold air, shocked and looked back in disbelief.

But seeing Wu Qiyue smiling slightly, she gestured to her chin, her eyes were still as clear as promised, but she didn't have the weirdness she had before.

Hua Ling nodded in return, but his heart was full of doubts, and he said secretly: "Could it be my hallucination just now?"

"Boom!"

Just as she was groaning, there was a violent concussion sound in the cave, and then two figures rose into the sky, flying in the sky and fighting, pieces of sword light burst down, slashing in the crowd from time to time, taking people's lives.

Looking carefully, Zuo Heng's face was full of blood and yin owl, and he wanted to break free from Yang Qingxuan's shackles, but he was entangled by Yang Qingxuan, fighting with a fast sword, so that Zuo Heng only had the strength to defend, and the defense was getting weaker and weaker, and his body was constantly injured.

Before, he relied on cultivation, and he couldn't fight Yang Qingxuan with a fast sword, so he could use the martial soul to intervene, but now he was seriously injured, and as soon as the martial soul came out, he was immediately cut off by the hundred ghosts at night, and it didn't have the slightest effect at all.

"Damn, how do you know I'm not dead lurking down there?!"

"Cut, with your intelligence, you still want to hide it from me? There is a neat crack in the array, which was obviously cut open by the sword. ”

"Damn it!"

Zuo Heng was furious, before Huang Shiyin, he desperately slashed the array weapon and hid in the big hole blasted out by Fu Zhuo, but he was still affected and seriously injured.

But that is also the only way to escape, otherwise he will be hit by the Brilliant World Seal and will be wiped out.

The two fought more and more fiercely, and both sides were covered in blood, but obviously Zuo Heng's disadvantage became more and more obvious, and he was hit to the vital point several times, his consciousness became a little blurred, and the sword began to fall.

"That's ......"

Many people convulsed, and the blood on Zuo Heng's body began to turn black, purple, green, and yellow...... , presenting a colorful color.

"Not good, poisoned!"

Wang Qing exclaimed, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zuo Heng was poisoned, and his performance was colorful, which was obviously a very terrible toxin.

Zuo Heng Zhenyuan was vigorous before, and he was able to resist the toxins of the wounds, but now he is gradually declining, and he can no longer suppress the sword poison, and the poison on the dozens of wounds exploded at once, and it became colorful, as if he came out of the dye workshop.

Yang Qingxuan was also shocked, he was closest to Zuo Heng, so he naturally saw clearly, it was by no means an ordinary poison. In every wound on Zuo Heng's body, a faint black qi escaped out, as if there was a fierce ghost who was hideous.

After being hit by hundreds of swords, Zuo Heng is already haunted by a hundred ghosts at the moment, and it is the ghost qi that is eating away at his body!

Zuo Heng's consciousness became more and more blurred, and the sword qi in the sky was like a hundred ghosts passing through, and he rushed towards him with a hissing sound, and each of his swords could kill a demon, but there were too many ghosts, and many of them pounced on him, tearing his body.

"Whew!"

Yang Qingxuan stabbed him in the left shoulder with a sword, and the miserable green sword qi turned into a powerful ghost and drilled in, letting out an excited ghost scream.

Zuo Heng was shocked, and hurriedly cast his martial spirit, and one after another poisonous vines burst out from his body, encircling and suppressing the sword qi.

At this moment, where the poisonous vines exploded, his flesh and blood had turned black like ink, and a rotten breath emanated.

"You lost. ”

Yang Qingxuan said coldly, how could he let go of this opportunity, the sword shook, and it stabbed Zuo Heng's right shoulder with great speed, and under the instigation, his right arm was cut off.

"Ahh

Zuo Heng screamed miserably, looked at the arm and listened to the spring rain falling from the sky, like dead ashes.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and stabbed him in the face with another sword.

"No!"

Zuo Heng roared, burst out of his lifelong potential, and slapped his palm on the sword.

"Bang!"

He himself was also shocked by the sword qi, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood and flew upside down, falling far to the ground.

The crowd had long since dispersed, revealing a large vacuum.

"Quick, look......"

There was a frightened sound in the crowd, and I saw that Zuo Heng's severed arm fell to the ground, churning like a snake, twisting the muscles on it like ******, and there was a ghost cry of "hehe" inside, which was creepy.

Eventually, the arm twisted into a black ball of flesh and swelled up, looking slimy, as if the bones had been corroded clean.

"Poof!"

The round ball of flesh burst open, and a thick water splashed on the ground.

The land stained with poisonous water immediately withered and became charred and black.

The students who witnessed this scene were all pale and looked at Yang Qingxuan and the sword in his hand in horror.

There are thousands of ghosts on the sword, hissing and dancing, and the skull on the handle is even more ghostly, and the black mist is swallowing.

Zuo Heng watched the abnormal change in his arm, and he was also frightened, he couldn't resist those powerful ghosts, and the last palm exhausted all his true yuan, and at this moment, he only felt that the hundred ghosts were biting in his body, and his whole body was like that arm, and his muscles began to twist.

"Lost, I lost, save me, save me!"

Zuo Heng became frightened, his face became colorful, he looked at the red line forbidden area pleadingly, and shouted: "Help me!"

Yang Qingxuan flew down with a long sword and looked at it coldly.

"The game is over, Yang Qingxuan wins!"

Yi Kun immediately pronounced the verdict, flew over, and stopped in front of Yang Qingxuan, for fear that he would kill someone.

"Huh. ”

Yang Qingxuan sneered, his right hand shook, and the hundred ghosts immediately disappeared in his hand, and the thick ghost aura gradually dissipated.

"Oh no! What kind of poison is this?"

Zuo Heng's side, there were already three or four medical personnel, all of whom were college teachers, all of them with horror on their faces, helpless against the poison.

The muscles on Zuo Heng's body began to twist like that arm, and his left hand first swelled into a ball of flesh.

"It's not good, disperse!"

A medical worker screamed, and the four of them retreated.

With a "poof", the left arm also exploded, and a pool of thick water splashed open.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee. ”

In the sky above the exploding black water, there seems to be a little ghost laughing, which reaches the human ear, making people's scalp numb.

"Ahhh......h

Zuo Heng was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and his tears couldn't stop flowing, crying: "Save me, save me." ”

His legs, stomach, neck, lower abdomen, shoulders and other places also began to twist, and even his forehead was swollen with a pustule that continued to grow.

Qing Buli and the others were all shocked, how could they have seen such a terrible tragic situation, where is this poisoned, but the upper body of a hundred ghosts, and in those twisted muscles, there are ghost screams.

Zuo Ming was even more frightened, opening his mouth wide and crying bitterly: "Help, help!"