Chapter 50: Five Poison Venerables
"It's really disappointing, this young master originally thought that there would be a strong person from the Shenwu Realm in the entire Beihai City, but unfortunately after waiting for a long time, all of them were clowns and rats and ants. ”
As the voice sounded, in an inconspicuous corner, a young man in black stood up.
Swish!
His body flashed in place, disappeared in an instant, and the next second the person had already appeared in the ring.
Everyone couldn't help but wipe their eyes, this young man in black was incredibly fast, and no one could see how he got into the ring.
"Not good!"
Steward Wang, who had already taken a step, hurriedly retracted his feet again, his face full of shock.
Seeing the appearance of the young man in black, Ye Zhenhai and Ye Chenfeng, the father and son, couldn't help but smile at each other.
"City Lord, after today, it will be my turn to sit in your place. ”
Ye Zhenhai glanced at Xia Hongyuan next to him, and secretly sneered in his heart.
Wu Xiuyi, who was in the ring, saw the young man in black suddenly appear on the opposite side, and his face immediately became extremely solemn.
He was a peak cultivator in the Xuanwu Realm, but he couldn't even see how the black-clothed young man appeared.
This is enough to show that the cultivation of the young man in black is much higher than him.
"Steward Wang, why don't you go to the ring?"
Lin Qingwan saw Steward Wang retreat again, and immediately asked with a surprised expression.
As if he hadn't heard her words, Steward Wang stared at the black-clothed young man with his eyes, and if he looked closely, he would find that his body was trembling slightly.
On the grass in the distance, Zhou Lie, who had been lying on the ground with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes suddenly, and his face showed a look of surprise.
"What's your name? I don't remember that there was such a master as you in Beihai City. ”
Wu Xiuyi looked at the black-clothed young man opposite, looking nervous, as if he was facing a great enemy.
"It's up to you, the waste one, you are not qualified to know my name, get out of the ring, otherwise, die!"
The young man in black had no expression on his face, and looked at Wu Xiuyi with a gloomy look, his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
"What? You're telling me to get out of the ring?"
Wu Xiuyi had already had the idea of retiring and wanted to take the initiative to admit defeat, but when he heard the young man in black insulting him, he immediately became angry.
He cultivated the Death Judge's Pen, and after a long time, he had already honed a mentality of not being afraid of life and death, and he couldn't bear it anymore at this moment.
"Kill!"
Wu Xiuyi burst into a shout, concentrating all the true qi of his whole body on the iron pen, making the pen immediately shine, filled with layers of death, and suddenly pointed out, stabbing at the young man in black fiercely.
An assassination is a way of fighting that ends together, and if it doesn't succeed, it will become a benevolent.
He could even be sure that it was the strongest assassination of his life, and that it had surpassed his own limits.
"Give you a chance to live, but you don't know how to cherish it, since that's the case, you should die. ”
The black-clothed young man smiled fiercely, and the turquoise poisonous gas rose from his back, and in an instant, it condensed into eight poisonous gas arms, like big crabs and big spiders.
The eight poisonous gas arms were thick and majestic, wrapped with green poisonous gas, and even the muscle textures were clearly visible, churning up and down, fangs and claws, hideous and terrifying.
Click!
One of the arms flew out and directly grabbed the iron pen from the assassination, and then the other seven arms also flew out at the same time, as flexible as a giant python, and wrapped Wu Xiuyi around at once.
"Ahh
Wu Xiuyi let out a scream of pain, and everyone was surprised to see that his face, skin, and whole body began to melt rapidly, boiling bubbles.
In just five breaths, it completely turned into a pool of blood.
Wu Xiuyi is dead!
For a moment, the audience was silent.
Whether it was Huang Xiongshi, Steward Wang, and many masters, all of them were trembling and did not dare to speak.
Wu Xiuyi single-handedly took the judge's pen, and she was so brilliant that she could almost win the championship, but in the blink of an eye, she was brutally killed by the young man in black.
"Eight-armed Poison King Dai Xiao, as the young master of the Five Poison Sect, how could he come to Beihai City?"
Steward Wang's face was gloomy, and he was too frightened to move when he stood in the crowd.
thought that in a remote town, he could be the king and hegemon here, but who expected that such a bad star would be killed at a critical moment.
"This young man in black is so powerful, Steward Wang, it seems that only if you make a move, you can defeat him. ”
Lin Qingwan didn't notice that Steward Wang was already scared, and still had a tone of wisdom beads in his hand.
"Miss, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, the old slave is not his opponent. ”
Steward Wang smiled wryly, looking at the black-clothed young man in the ring, his eyes flashed with deep fear.
"How is that possible?"
Lin Qingwan suddenly became anxious, "You are a beginner Divine Martial Realm, even in Yanjing City, you are a master who can rank in the top twenty, in a poor and remote place like Beihai City, is there anyone you can't defeat?"
"Miss doesn't know. ”
Steward Wang took a deep breath and said: "The black-clothed young man in the ring is not from Beihai City, he is from the Blood Brake Country, his name is Dai Xiao, he is the young master of the Five Poison Sect, the old slave went to the Blood Brake Country five years ago, and he has seen the power of this person, he is a middle-level Divine Martial Realm cultivator, and he has cultivated the King-level Martial Arts Eight Arms Poison Skill, I am not an opponent." ”
"Intermediate Divine Martial Realm, Eight-Armed Poison Skill, King-level Martial Arts!"
Lin Qingwan's face suddenly turned ugly, the middle-level Divine Martial Realm was one level higher than the King Butler, and it could be ranked in the top fifteen in Yanjing City, how could such a master appear in such a small place as Beihai City.
"Not bad. ”
Steward Wang's face was solemn, and he said: "Dai Xiao, this person is not only profound, but also has an extremely powerful background, his father is the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, known as the Five Poisons Venerable, and his cultivation has reached the peak of divine martial arts, and he is only one step away from being promoted to holy martial arts. ”
"Five Poison Venerable, he is only one step away from being promoted to Saint Martial Arts, so isn't he comparable to the champion Hou Xia Feihu?"
Lin Qingwan looked at the black-clothed young man in the ring, with a look of shock.
"Yes, to say that Dai Xiao's father, the Five Poison Venerable, and Xia Feihu are still mortal enemies. ”
Wang Guan sighed: "Thirty years ago, the Blood Brake Kingdom gathered 100,000 troops to invade the border, Xia Feihu personally led the army to the expedition, and it happened that the Five Poison Venerable was also in the army of the Blood Brake Country, and the two also had a big battle, and finally the Five Poison Venerable was seriously injured by Xia Feihu and fled, which completely stabilized the situation in the frontier. ”
"There is such a thing?"
Lin Qingwan was dumbfounded when she heard this, although Steward Wang said it lightly, she could imagine that the battle between Xia Feihu and the Five Poison Venerables thirty years ago must have been an earth-shattering decisive battle.
Steward Wang said with a look of fascination: "If the old slave's expectations are right, Xia Feihu and the Five Poison Venerable will have a battle sooner or later, and now both of them are in retreat to attack the Holy Martial Realm, once they succeed, it will be the day when they will fight to the death." ”