His figure quickly passed through the powder and punched the poison's chest, the poison's eyes were full of incredible surprise, and the blood veins in his body were uncomfortably swollen, and they exploded in a blink of an eye. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With his left foot on the ground, his body shot towards the right side, and by the time the body of the poison exploded, Zhang Wuji had already reached ten zhang away.

The right foot was on the ground again, and his body instantly exploded behind an innate martial artist, and a simple collapse fist slammed into his back.

This monk innate martial artist also sensed the crisis behind him, and while running, his feet quickly changed, but the throbbing that made his soul tremble couldn't get rid of it, and the more he dodged, the more obvious the feeling became.

In just a moment, it was as long as time stood still for him, until Zhang Wuji's collapse punch hit him in the back of the heart.

This monk and innate martial artist, who had come all the way to the imperial capital and planned to make great progress, rushed forward at a faster speed, and slammed straight into the wall.

With a bang, a human-shaped hole appeared in the wall. Zhang Wuji's figure has long since disappeared, and he has already chased after the disappearing figure in the west.

In an instant, the four innate martial artists who jumped from the tower were killed on the spot. And Zhang Wuji had already chased after the only remaining innate martial artist.

Everything was going on like lightning, and the ordinary warriors who came from all around were at a loss, as the people who walked down the Great Snow Mountain together, they naturally knew what kind of strength the three people who were killed by Zhang Wuji had.

After hesitation, the Ouyang brothers, who were searching for the antidote, suddenly became the target of everyone, screaming and calling to kill the two, this is planning to find a soft persimmon to pinch.

"It's just in time, the sect leader eats meat, and we have to drink some soup." Ouyang Shengwen just took out a small porcelain bottle from Zangpu's arms, put it directly into his arms, and beckoned his brother to kill everyone.

The soft persimmon imaginary of the monk samurai immediately turned into two sharp sharp knives.

The Ouyang Shengwen brothers were only half a step away from being born. Since he went to the Bright Peak to practice the Yoga Sutra, it was only a matter of time before he advanced.

There was no pressure to deal with these monks and warriors who were only in the first- and second-rate realms, and after a period of killing like chopping melons and vegetables, the monks and warriors who came one after another retreated in unison, not daring to step forward.

The figure flashed, and Zhang Wuji's figure appeared in front of the two Ouyang brothers.

"Have you found a cure?"

Ouyang Shengwen hurriedly took out the small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Zhang Wuji, "Sect Leader, my subordinates only found this from this person, and I don't know if it's an antidote." ”

Zhang Wuji took the small porcelain bottle with his right hand, and his left hand reached out, running the Dragon Capture Gong, and a first-class monk and warrior was immediately sucked into his palm.

The left hand pinched his neck, the right hand opened the cork, and put the mouth of the bottle in front of his nose, and the left hand grabbed it hard, and the monk warrior in his hand suddenly breathed heavily.

After he took two sips, Zhang Wuji let go of his hand, and threw him on the ground, but his divine sense wrapped him tightly and observed his changes.

After a while, seeing that he had no adverse reactions, he put the mouth of the bottle in front of his nose and sniffed it.

He only knew about the understanding of Shixiang Soft Tendon Powder through Zhang Gong's memory and rumors on the rivers and lakes, so he couldn't tell whether the things in this small porcelain bottle were antidotes or not, so he could only trust Fan Yao's judgment.

At least the experiment just proved that this is not a poison.

Throwing the bottle to Ouyang Shengwen, he said, "It should be the antidote, you brothers will go to the tower immediately and detoxify the people of the six major factions." ”

Ouyang Shengwen took the small porcelain vase, turned around and ran towards the wooden tower. There were only two brothers Zhang Wuji and Ouyang in front of the tower, but the surrounding monks and warriors only formed layer after layer of encirclement, and they didn't move.

Zhang Wuji's eyes looked to the north, and vaguely, he always felt a burst of discomfort from this direction, which was a very twisted feeling.

Shook his head, cut off the awkwardness of this distraction from his heart, and looked at the surrounding monks and warriors, don't look at these monks and warriors who are now stagnant, but if their skills are put on the rivers and lakes, they are definitely good players, and it seems that this world is more exciting than the original book.

Zhang Wuji sighed a little in his heart, and pounced on the monks and warriors around him mercilessly.

The sound of fighting at the gate has never stopped, and if it can stop the Bat King and Zhuang Zheng for so long, there must be masters over there. Although these people in front of him are not a threat to him or Ouyang Shengwen and others, they are definitely fierce enemies to the six major factions who have just been detoxified, and it is better to help them, don't finally rescue people, and die in the hands of these ordinary monks and warriors, then it will be sad.

In the face of this kind of opponent, Zhang Wuji is completely a tiger into the flock. As a flock of sheep, the monks and samurai were powerless to fight back.

Zhang Wuji just guarded his mind, and between punches and palms, he just waved it for the sake of need, killing mechanically, all relying on Zhihai's rational and calm command.

In the middle of the killing, Zhang Wuji smiled knowingly, only to see Fan Yao turn in from outside the wall.

As soon as Fan Yao landed on his feet, he immediately killed the crowd, but the shock in his heart was indescribable, the familiar corpse on the ground still gave him a lot of stimulation, for Zangpu, even if he was on him, it was difficult to say who won and who lost, but he didn't think that he would become a corpse without seeing it for a day.

Zhang Wuji's every move and style is very simple, and the trajectory can be followed. It's as if these monks and warriors took the initiative to bump into it, but the people who were hit were fine, and the people who hit them fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji stopped and looked up to the north. There were many buildings in front of him, but his keen sense of consciousness clearly felt a strong spiritual force sweeping towards him.

As soon as that spiritual power arrived here, it was very miraculous to find Zhang Wuji.

"Fan Zuo, protect the Dharma for me." Zhang Wuji's lips moved slightly, and he used the sound transmission to enter the secret, and immediately stood there motionless. With him as the center, several circles of corpses fell. Now that he is not attacking, the monks and warriors around him are relieved.

Fan Yao, who was killing, suddenly heard Zhang Wuji's greeting, and his body was stunned, so he stayed by Zhang Wuji's side.

But this pause made him discover the abnormality around the sect leader. Since the sect leader can suppress these monks and warriors just by standing there, then he still shouldn't add to it.

Fan Yao turned around and continued to fight with the monks and warriors around him, but his body continued to approach Zhang Wuji with the fighting, until it remained within the range of two zhang, and never changed again.