Chapter 142: Five Poison Sects

Listening to the arrogant words of the masked man, Zhang Yanchen only raised his face slightly, looking at his gaze formally, and the Thousand Machine Sword followed behind the person who claimed to be Shui Wuji.

Shui Wuxian held the mind that he was bound to win, thinking that he would definitely kill with one blow, and regardless of the sword behind him, he raised the sword in his right hand, and the old trick reappeared and cut off Zhang Yanchen's head.

The sword fell with a sharp air-breaking momentum and a fishy wind, and all his divine consciousness shrouded Zhang Yanchen's body, he didn't believe it, this person could still disappear out of thin air.

This time, Shui Wuji's expectation fell short again, and the knife jingled with a crisp sound, stopping in front of the handsome face, unable to move forward.

The triumphant smile on Shui Wuji's face froze, and he looked at the calm and waveless face in horror, only to feel a pain in his heart, and looked down in disbelief.

I saw the silver glittering sword light penetrate through his chest, and then submerged into Zhang Yanchen's body.

At this time, he blushed and said in horror: "Sword ...... Sword Cultivation ......"

He originally dared to chase after him directly, firstly, he thought that he could take this person's life with a full blow, and secondly, even if this move missed again, the cold sword behind him would pursue, but the other party would never dare to let the sword fall.

The speed of the sword is too fast, and if it can't be contained, both of them will die.

But what he never expected was that this person was actually a sword cultivator, and after several moves in a row, this person was defensive and dodged, and he didn't directly use his sword to meet the enemy like other sword cultivators.

The corpse fell to the ground without a trace, raising a lot of dust, and died without looking at it.

Zhang Yanchen raised his hand slightly. The storage bag hanging from the corpse's waist flew into her hand, and then threw it into the Soul Refining Tower.

The trot opened its mouth, and a mouthful of flame snorted down on the corpse, and it suddenly burst into flames.

"This person is not very strong, I don't need to make a move, Ah Chen can get him done in three or two moves." The trot said arrogantly.

Zhang Yanchen recited a dust cleansing technique to clean the blood on his body, and said while walking down the high stone: "This person is careless, he relies on his strange body and methods, so he was killed by me by coincidence, if he is cautious." I'm afraid it won't be so easy to win. ”

This sudden victory looks simple. In fact, it is not simple, first, there is a key role of the Thousand Machine Sword in the end, and in addition, under the magic weapon of the water without trace. The Soul Refining Tower instantly propped up a shield-like barrier. This is the only way to block the deadly move of the water without a trace. At the same time, he calmed the water without a trace, so that he had no chance to react. A sword kill.

The trot snorted twice when she heard it, but she didn't take Zhang Yanchen's words to heart, in her opinion. Ah Chen is very powerful, very powerful, and with the Soul Refining Tower, there will be no danger.

At this moment, in the Soul Refining Tower, the Soul Refining Soul was sitting in the pool of Ice and Fire God that had been diluted by Cangwu, and it was only when he suddenly told Zhang Yanchen that he had the power of a shield and could completely ignore the opponent's attack, so he thought of making a plan.

The medicinal effect of the Hui Yuan Pill that Zhang Ember took had passed, and at this moment, the aura in the dantian was only half of the original, and it had not yet come out of the middle of the endless forest, Zhang Ember Chen did not dare to be careless at all, and hurriedly took two more Hui Yuan Pills.

A leap jumped on the broad, soft back of the trot and went out into the forest.

However, before he could run fast, he suddenly hit him with a strong wind, with a fierce murderous aura.

At the same time, from the three people in front of him, Zhang Yanchen Qianji Sword instantly struck, flicked away the wind blade that suddenly appeared, and looked coldly at the three people who suddenly appeared.

The three of them fell in front of them, two men and one woman were wearing purple robes, looking at the patterns of the costumes, Zhang Yanchen's face was condensed, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart.

The three people who suddenly appeared turned out to be disciples of the Five Poisons Sect, the Five Poisons Sect was a second-rate sect on the edge of the endless forest, although it was only second-rate, but in the immortal cultivation world, most people were reluctant to come into contact with the people of the Five Poisons Sect.

As its name suggests, the Five Poisons Sect is dominated by poison, and the people of the Five Poisons Sect deal with all kinds of poisons throughout their lives, so that the poisonous methods are superb. It can often kill people when they don't find out, and its methods are so weird and ruthless that they are included in the path of the devil.

Zhang Yanchen is a man's appearance at the moment, standing upright and cold, his face is cold and waveless, seeing that the beautiful girl led by him was heartbroken, and then laughed and said: "I was going to watch the two of you fight you to the death and then come out to pick up a ready-made one, but I didn't expect that the water without a trace is so vulnerable, it is really a waste." ”

She grinned, her eyebrows were full of charm, and she saw that the two same faces next to her were like obsession, Zhang Yanchen still looked at her coldly, unmoved.

The woman's laughter continued, and she said coquettishly: "But Childe has good skills, which makes Xuan'er very happy, Childe, do you say Xuan'er is beautiful?" ”

The charming and seductive expression, the proud devil's figure, the purple magic weapon shining brightly, revealing the soft waist like spring willows, snow-white slender legs, and a pair of proud breasts are about to come out.

Such a seductive scenery, if it were replaced by other men, I am afraid that my heart would have been fluttering and I would have been attracted to the past.

It's a pity that Zhang Yanchen is not a man, and she doesn't have any feelings for this Xuan'er, she just thinks that this is a pretentious goblin.

The woman saw that her two attempts at the Soul Hooking Secret Technique were useless, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, turning into a gloomy and cold look.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift."

When the two fellow disciples on the left and right heard this, they immediately comforted: "Senior Sister Hong, since this person doesn't know how to lift, why bother talking nonsense with him, just kill him directly." ”

"That's right, Senior Sister Hong likes the sword in his hand, so we'll go and get it for you."

As the two of them spoke, they were about to make a move, but Senior Sister Hong raised her hand to stop the two, looked at Zhang Yanchen with a smile and said, "This handsome young man naturally has my good life, just go and clean up that brute." ”

Running fast and hearing Hong Xuan'er's words, he immediately jumped up and said angrily: "Dead Sanba, who are you scolding for being a brute, you are a brute, and your whole family is a brute." The little girl's milky voice rang in the ears of several people.

Immediately, the faces of the three people of the Five Poison Sect on the opposite side changed, Hong Xuan'er's eyes shot a look of shame, and the silver teeth gritted and snorted: "Beast, look for death." ”

After speaking, the jade hand was raised, and suddenly a silver needle shot overwhelmingly.

Seeing the scene, Zhang Yanchen and the trot turned pale, and immediately jumped up with a flash of white light on their bodies, and quickly retreated.

In the rapid retreat of one man and one beast, the silver needles fluttered and pierced the ground, Zhang Yanchen and trotting eyes fell on the ground, only to see white smoke rising from the dead leaves where the silver needles landed.

Zhang Yanchen's face changed slightly, and there was a murderous aura in his eyes when he looked at Hong Xuan'er and the others.

The trot was not calm immediately, grinned at Hong Xuan'er and roared, and scolded: "Dead Sanba, if you have the ability to fight alone, what kind of ability is poisoning." ”

"Brute." Hong Xuan'er's face became more and more ugly, and she shouted angrily.

Running fast and snorting, "Who is the beast scolding?" Sanba, see that I don't tear your mouth apart. ”

With a low roar, he ran fast and bounced up, like white lightning that instantly shot towards Hong Xuan'er, and at the same time transmitted a message to Zhang Yanchen.

"Ah Chen, you kill those two rotten people, give me these three eights, let me teach her how to manage one of her mouths." (To be continued.) )