Looking at those firm eyes, Mu Yanran sighed helplessly.

"Why?" couldn't hold it back in her heart, she finally asked aloud, why did she have to fight her?

This time Ming Chen didn't answer, and after two blinks of her eyes, a sleeve crossbow appeared in her hand.

"Senior sister?" opened her mouth in surprise, and when she saw those resolute eyes, Mu Yanran suddenly felt bad and immediately dodged to the side.

Looking back with palpitations, she saw the silver needles firmly rooted on the ground, and she looked helplessly.

The Xiaoyao Sect's sleeve crossbow contained all the silver needles of special characteristics, and some of the silver needles used for battle were coated with anesthetic, while others were extremely poisonous.

She never expected that in such a meaningless duel, the senior sister would actually use her sleeve crossbow.

"This time I deliberately reminded you, and the next time it won't be so slow." Indifferently raised the sleeve crossbow, there was nothing else in Ming Chen's eyes, and after aiming the sleeve crossbow at the figure, she wanted to launch it again.

"You forced me!" Mu Yanran, who frowned, dodged away, and a row of silver needles appeared on the ground, and they all emitted an aggressive demonic light under the sunlight.

It turned out to be a poisonous needle!

While her heart was palpitating, Mu Yanran suddenly felt a little numb.

Why did Senior Sister do this?

However, she didn't have time to think about it at all, and the cold dark sleeve crossbow was aimed at her again!

Mu Yanran, who was a little annoyed, couldn't care about anything else, and she already had the heart to show her edge, so she no longer hid it privately.

The tiny silver needle was secretly grasped in her hand. When Tomorrow Chen's Sleeve Crossbow fired the silver needle again, the silver needle in her hand was launched as she jumped up and dodged.

Right on target!

Mu Yanran's eyes emitted a burst of light, and Ming Chen pulled out the silver needle from his knee in disbelief.

"Nine-curved silver needle?"

The treasure of the Xiaoyao Sect is rumored to kill invisible. Yin and Yang pole needles that have saved countless people?

As soon as Ming Chen's words came out, it was not only the Xiaoyao Sect on the Dragon Platform that caused a sensation, but the entire Wuyue Square trembled, and even the Quartet and a small shop on the Tiger Platform who didn't hear anything outside the window also moved their eyes to Ming Chen's hand.

It was a needle that was almost indistinguishable from a normal silver needle, except that the light shimmered a little, and the color was relatively self-reliant.

It is difficult for this extremely ordinary silver needle to be reminiscent of the famous divine needle of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Raise up the dead, flesh and bones." The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked. Xuan Mingzi's gaze fell on Yang Xuzi's body.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother would just ask the two of us, but I don't object to the Nine Curved Silver Needles in Yan Ran's hands, I'm just afraid that she will cause trouble." Frown slightly. Then he let go casually, and Fushuang's tone was much more indifferent.

"Those who really know the mystery and magic of the Nine Curved Silver Needles are all medical families, in this immortal cultivation world, but no one who is born in the medical world will want to have a bad relationship with my Xiaoyao Sect." stroked his beard. A hint of mixed emotions appeared in Yang Xuzi's eyes.

This kid usually knows how to keep his wealth out of his hands. How could he take out the nine-curved silver needle in front of so many people this time?

Then I thought of something, Yang Xuzi was indifferent again, no matter what, it will definitely be revealed in the future, but now it's just a little earlier.

"Huh? Endless Lines Doesn't Work for You? After finding that Ming Chen was not affected at all, Mu Yanran was taken aback.

The first form of the meridian acupuncture should be able to successfully block the opponent's acupuncture points, making them unable to move freely.

She looked at Ming Chen calmly, and after seeing a few more silver needles on the other party's knees, she raised her gaze in understanding.

"Senior sister uses this method to offset endlessly. Aren't you afraid of falling into the root of the disease in the future? ”

She really didn't know how important this battle was to Senior Sister Mingchen, but she would rather fall into a leg disease than lose. This battle should be very, very important for Senior Sister.

"I know in my heart, I am also a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, so I don't need to use these little tricks anymore, right?" The tiny silver needle in Ming Chen's hand had already returned to Mu Yanran's hand with a 'bang'.

Nine curved silver needles.

It turns out that this junior sister who has never met has reached such an extent that even such a divine needle has fallen into her hands.

The corners of her mouth were bitterly hooked, this time she really understood what kind of existence this junior sister was for the entire Xiaoyao Sect.

In terms of pampering, it is unparalleled.

"Senior sister's words are wrong, although there are only three types of meridian research needles, all of them are the essence of my ancestors in the free ancestry, although you and I are not in the same class, but when it comes to understanding this, it is really hard to say." The eyebrows were raised slightly, and Mu Yanran, who didn't know the bitterness in Ming Chen's heart, raised her hand indifferently.

So fast!

At the moment when Mu Yanran's words fell, Ming Chen's whole person had already forced forward!

The silver needle in her hand had not yet been launched, and she was entangled by the other party and subconsciously swept out of her right leg.

The calf was firmly hit, but Ming Chen bent down without saying a word, and before Mu Yanran could react, he had already firmly grabbed her right leg.

Secretly sighing, she subconsciously frowned, and her body pierced the silver needle in her hand into the white hand that grabbed her right leg in an extremely tough arc.

As soon as his hand hurt, Ming Chen immediately let go of his hand and took two steps back, and the other party had already stood up after a while.

Raising his left hand indifferently, seeing the extremely small pinhole on it, Ming Chen raised his eyebrows disapprenorantly.

"Isn't it poisonous?"

"The nine-curved silver needle is not used for poisoning, why does Senior Sister say so?" Standing up straight calmly, Mu Yanran frowned suspiciously, why did her actions at that moment just now feel a little weird.

Why do you think something is not quite right in that comparison?

"Because my needles are poisonous." Moving his gaze down expressionlessly, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Ming Chen's face.

What the!

Hurriedly lowered her head and looked, when she saw the poisonous needle on her calf, Mu Yanran's face changed several times, and finally her face turned extremely pale.

Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her face was extremely pale.

Gritting her teeth vigorously, she forcibly pulled herself together and moved her steps back slightly.

She should have seen this kind of poison, but she can't think of how to detoxify it for the time being, so she can only solve it quickly!

There was a dense layer of fine sweat on the pale face, and the conversation between the two was deliberately lowered from the beginning, so that everyone in the audience could only see Mu Yanran's face suddenly turned pale, as for what happened, it was impossible to guess.

Who would have thought that in that short breath of time, the poisonous needle would be able to pierce Mu Yanran's body unknowingly tomorrow morning.

Why is Senior Sister Mingchen going on?

All the internal organs were in severe pain, as if they had been bitten by thousands of ants, and even there was an unknown strength in the blood.

Raising her head with difficulty, Mu Yanran immediately closed her eyes and swallowed an emerald green elixir.

(To be continued.) )