Chapter 939: Poison Gong (1st Update)
The sneak attacker was naturally Zhao Bing, but how could he be so stupid, how could he show up obediently. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
For Zhao Bing, killing people is always about the result, and the process is not important.
White cats and black cats, cats that can eat mice, are really good cats.
There are many techniques for killing, but the best skill is to successfully hunt the target.
The long-term killing and abuse has long polished Zhao Bing's heart to be calm and abnormal.
As soon as Wei Wouji's voice fell, Zhao Bing appeared behind him, waved his palm, and slapped Wei Wouji's head.
Zhao Bing's movements were very light, and he didn't bring the slightest change in the vitality of heaven and earth, which was his cleverness.
The cultivator's spiritual sense is abnormal, and if he uses the True Yuan to sneak attack, he will definitely be noticed by the other party.
So Zhao Bing didn't have the heart to plant, and he didn't need Zhenyuan to sneak attack at all.
It's just that he still underestimated Wei Wouji's reaction.
Wei Wuji naturally didn't notice that Zhao Bing was behind him.
But that strong sense of crisis made him react in an instant, and as soon as his body moved, he teleported more than ten zhang away, turned his head, and saw Zhao Bing.
Zhao Bing was wearing a strong suit, off-white, which was very different from Wei Wouji's clothing.
With just one glance, Wei Wuji decided that Zhao Bing was not from the Qinchuan Continent.
"I'll just say, who ate the bear's heart leopard gall and dared to sneak attack me, it turned out to be a person from this world, I really didn't expect that you have already noticed it, but do you know who I am?"
Wei Wou-Ki smirked.
Zhao Bing was inexplicable.
He doesn't care who the other party is, his task is to kill all the people who teleported here one by one.
Therefore, whoever appears, who will be killed, as for the name, it does not matter at all.
Seeing that Zhao Bing didn't react, Wei Wuji's old face was slightly red, and he couldn't help but say: "I don't know you either, but in the Qinchuan Continent, there are many people who know me, my name is Wei Wuji, speaking of my name, it can make people frightened, do you know how many people want me to die?" Any idea how many assassinations I have to undergo each year? Hmph, just by virtue of your Taoism, if you want to plot against grandpa and me, it's just looking for death! ”
In the Dragon Lord's memory inheritance, there was no such person as Wei Wuji at all.
Zhao Bing naturally didn't recognize the other party, nor had he heard of this name, he looked indifferent, and said: "I don't care who you are, but I know that the purpose of your coming here is nothing more than to plunder resources, whoever comes, I will kill whomever I want, and you are the same!" ”
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Bing suddenly disappeared from the spot, and reappeared, already in front of Wei Wuji, with a punch.
Immediately, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, violent turmoil, and countless vitality began to converge towards Zhao Bing's fist, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Bing's fist seemed to suddenly become much larger, like a hammer, no, like a mountain, mixed with thunder snakes, sizzling, and blasting towards Wei Wuji.
Wei Wouji's face changed again, and a smile froze on his face.
He thought that he was shameless enough, but he didn't expect Zhao Bing to be even more shameless.
Anyway, he thinks he's a master, a duel between masters, shouldn't he talk a few words first?
Wei Wuji rattled a few times, slapped out a palm, and suddenly, a ball of green light was mixed with the strength of the palm, his hand was green and faint, and it seemed to condense countless poisonous gases on it, a ball of green mang, like a cloud and mist rolling, castrated but extremely fast, towards Zhao Bing's fist.
Zhao Bing's face changed greatly.
He had obtained the Dragon Lord's memory inheritance, and naturally he also knew about the poisonous gas mixed in this Wei Wuji's palm wind.
For poison, Zhao Bing did not dare to underestimate it, although he also carried some Shenlong antidote pills in his arms, which was a new drug produced by his company, but this new drug was not on the market, and the output was very small, but the effect was particularly good, and it was also aimed at high-end customers.
Not daring to wipe the edge lightly, Zhao Bing had no choice but to withdraw his palm, but the green light suddenly accelerated and spread, and in an instant, it enveloped Zhao Bing's entire body.
Zhao Bing teleported dozens of zhang away, and his whole body was filled with a faint green.
"Hahahaha, if you are poisoned by me, you will obediently accept your fate, and after three breaths, your body will turn into a puddle of pus."
After a pause, Wei Wuji sighed with some surprise: "It's a pity that such a good resource is used by you, and it's a pity that it's so vulnerable, but when our people arrive, they will conquer this world, and you will become slaves, and it is not bad to be low, lest we have to guard against your rebellion every day." ”
Zhao Bing's face changed greatly, and he felt that there were ten thousand ants in his body biting, and he was very sad.
He took out the Shenlong Antidote Pill that he had prepared a long time ago, took two pills, and suddenly, the uncomfortable feeling in his body disappeared, and the whole person was refreshed.
Wei Wuji didn't notice this, and was still laughing wildly: "Do you feel that your body is soft, the true yuan is constantly draining, and you can't lift up a little strength at all, don't worry, three breaths, just wait for two more breaths, and all the pain will disappear...... Hey? ”
As he was talking, Wei Wuji suddenly discovered that Zhao Bing had disappeared from the spot.
A dagger appeared in front of him.
Zhao Bing's face tightened, his brows furrowed slightly, and without saying a word, he attacked again.
Although Wei Wuji's poison didn't pose much of a threat to him, who knew what poison the other party would use next time.
Shenlong Detoxification Pill is something produced by modern technology, which can detoxify this green toxin, but it may not be able to detoxify all the toxins.
Therefore, he must seize every opportunity to attack, and not let Wei Wuji have the slightest chance to use poison.
It is almost impossible to strike the war.
Only by fighting to the death can we have a chance to survive.
This time, Zhao Bing used a dagger, which was his most accustomed dagger.
This weapon, he has used it for many years, and he has long been able to give birth to it, although it is not as powerful as the dragon blood sword, but fortunately, it is in line with his heart, such as the arm, plus the strength of the true yuan, wrapping the dagger, its power should not be underestimated.
Sure enough, Wei Wuji was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he barely reacted.
He is full of poisonous skills, in the Qinchuan Continent, everyone is afraid of him, but he didn't expect that the first time he shot in this world, he was easily broken.
Others don't know that the poison he just now, except for him, no one can solve it at all, which can be regarded as his killer weapon.
But now, Zhao Bing is not only not poisoned, but also has such a powerful killing move.
This is no small surprise.
But Wei Wuji was not an ordinary person, he was a cultivator, and his Taoism was profound.
He doesn't believe in evil, from Zhao Bing's dagger, he didn't feel the breath of danger, naturally he didn't put it in his eyes, and it wasn't a spiritual weapon, a dagger weapon, how could it hurt him?
With a cold snort, Wei Wuji only stretched out two fingers and grabbed Zhao Bing's dagger like lightning.
But the next moment, the dagger turned slightly, and two fingers were cut off.
Wei Wuji teleported, his body was already more than ten feet away, staring at his fingers, terrified.
His fear wasn't that his fingers had been cut off, but that he hadn't realized until now that after passing through the teleportation array, his true yuan had actually dropped to less than half of his usual amount.
This is what frightens him the most!
The teleportation array has a huge risk, it may be wrenched into minced meat by the time storm, it may be swallowed by the spatial crack, and it is lucky to be able to successfully teleport, and the cultivation of one body is halved, which is not a small price.
It turns out that the rumors are true!
He said in horror in his heart.
Zhao Bing didn't pursue anymore, and the toxin between his opponent's fingers before actually made the dagger capital already become scrap metal, as if it had been rusted for countless years, and it actually snapped into several pieces.
Wei Wuji's poisonous skills were really at the peak, and Zhao Bing didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, and he was secretly afraid in his heart.
The opponent is strong, but it is terrible.
But the most terrifying thing is that the other party is poisonous and unpredictable.
"You now know that the cultivation of people who come from the teleportation array will be reduced, and if I guess correctly, your cultivation will also be reduced by at least half, right?" Zhao Bing said tentatively.
Wei Wuji's face was gloomy, and a black mist appeared at his severed finger, and soon, the faint green blood was stopped, he snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Hmph, not bad, otherwise, do you think you can not die just now?" ”
Zhao Bing confirmed the conjecture in his heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The cultivation was halved, which was really good news, and the self-confidence in his heart was a few points stronger.
"Then do you think you can kill me?" Zhao Bing said lightly.
Wei Wuji's eyes rolled, as if he was struggling with a question, and after half a sound, he said fiercely: "Even if the skill is halved, it will be more than enough to kill you!" ”
As he spoke, he pointed at his forehead, and a small green sword came out of his head, emitting a faint green light, suspended above his head, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Bing, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, making a snorting sound, which was particularly weird and terrifying.
Zhao Bing took a breath.
He knew that Wei Wuji had used his natal flying sword, which was a desperate rhythm.
Not daring to have any reservations, Zhao Bing pointed at his forehead, and the dragon blood sword immediately flew out, hovering above his head, the tip of the sword pointed at Wei Wuji on the opposite side, and a dragon chant faintly came.
Suddenly, the flying sword above Wei Wuji's head suddenly trembled, as if instinctively fearful.
This sword is already psychic.
It was a treasure obtained by Wei Wuji by accident, I don't know how many years it had existed, and there lived a broken sword spirit in the sword, which had been nurtured by him for many years, and finally slowly recovered.
Usually, Wei Wuji rarely uses flying swords, and with his poisonous skills, he can already deal with ordinary opponents, unless he is facing a particularly powerful opponent, he will use a killer weapon.
And with the flying sword spirit and the sword spirit with wisdom, all these are the most terrifying existences.
But at this time, the sword spirit seemed to feel the existence of a natural enemy, and actually trembled with fear, which surprised Wei Wuji.
He looked at the blood-red small sword above Zhao Bing's head, when the dragon blood sword appeared, it was no longer as dazzling as in the Divine Mansion, but there were faint blood beads condensing on the sword body.
Wei Wou-Ki felt that the sword was familiar, but he couldn't figure out where it came from for a moment.
He had heard the legend of the dragon blood sword, but where would he have thought that this dragon blood sword would fall into the hands of a young man in another world.
Perhaps, even if he thought of the Dragon Blood Sword, he would not believe it at the first time, how could the owner of this treasure be so weak?
Yes, in his opinion, Zhao Bing is not particularly powerful.
"Kill!"
Zhao Bing took advantage of Wei Wuji's stunned kung fu to drive Zhen Yuan, and the dragon blood sword was launched instantly.
An earth-shattering sword intent filled the heavens and the earth.