The ancestors are cloudy, and the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road.

The old Wu Shang can't retreat, because this is not the Poison Arrow Gate, but the territory of the Wood Immortal, the Wood Immortal in the treacherous world. Ironically, it was not Mu Xian who put him in a dilemma at this time, but the hairy boy in front of him who was almost killed by his own arrow.

The ancestors are in the clouds, and they are born after death.

Elder Wu threw away all his doubts and pounced on Yun Qian.

"Heads-up? The old man is not afraid! The wind was whistling on both sides of the old Elder Wu's cheeks, and at that moment, he seemed to be the young man who was also a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses.

People usually make one wrong decision and influence the next decision, until the wrong one is wrong. Yun Qian smiled slightly, reflexively swept up, and once again distanced himself from Wu Shangjun.

"No fight, no fight." Yun Qian shamelessly repented.

Single-handedly, that's what a brave and ruthless stunned young man does, and now he obviously disdains to do this kind of thing, especially the opponent is still an elder of the Poison Arrow Sect who doesn't know how many times higher than himself.

"Boy, what do you mean!" Wu Shangjun was furious.

"I can't beat you, I won't fight. Elder Wu should go back. Yun Qian smiled modestly.

"Bastard! How will the old man allow you to regret it! Wu Shangjun turned into a gray afterimage.

"Elder Wu, you are old, and you can't catch up with the younger generation." The clouds are as shallow as a swallow in the sky, and during this time, he has gradually glimpsed the doorway of the Feiyan Realm.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Qian had already taken Wu Shangjun through the four palaces of gold, wood, earth and water, but Wu Shangjun's cultivation was very terrifying, and he didn't seem to be affected too much, but faintly wanted to catch up with Yun Qian.

Fire Palace, the last palace of the Five Elements, when Wu Shangjun chased Yun Qian and stepped in, his breath began to show some signs of disorder. Elder Wu, who had been with poison all his life, was slightly shocked at the moment, he could feel that he had been attacked by invisible poison, and the poison seemed to be becoming more and more complex and violent, but he believed that he had profound anti-poison skills, and at this time, he just wanted to kill the shameless thief first.

Yun Qian's situation at this time was also not much better, he had already used seventy percent of his internal force very riskily, and at this time, there was already a faint dull pain in the acupoint of his left shoulder. After walking through the five palaces, Wu Shangjun seemed to be unscathed, and he became more and more ferocious, and he was a little skeptical that Zhuo Luan's broken formation was broken.

Zhuo Luan, that unreliable guy, didn't tell himself what to do if the Five Elements Array didn't work, Yun Qian looked at the cabin with some annoyance and hope.

The door was still closed, and thick curtains were drawn behind the two small windows. The two inside didn't seem to pay attention to the outside at all.

Yun Qian has no way to retreat.

He could only continue to run wildly on the fiery flower field, starting the second circle around the five palaces.

In the tranquil Valley of Flower Mist, two strong winds destroyed countless delicate yellow spring flowers, and the gray storm behind was already about to catch up with the clouds in front.

Metal, wood, earth, water, fire, the second lap was finished, and there was only a distance of less than three zhang between Wu Shangjun and Yun Qian, but this distance was a little difficult to shorten.

Yun Qian's body qi was already chaotic, and just when he started the third circle and entered the wooden palace, he suddenly found that the violent aura behind him was actually dimmed.

He glanced back curiously, and Wu Shangjun was covered in blood! That wrinkled face was glowing with four terrifying lights of blue, purple, red and orange at the moment, and black and red blood was constantly gushing out of the seven orifices.

Wu Shangjun and Yun Qian didn't know that in addition to the phantom mist of the Immortal Fall Yellow Spring Flower in this flower field, there were also twenty-five kinds of colorless and odorless poisonous smoke, which were placed in the five palaces according to the five elements.

The harm of these poisonous smoke is extremely low if it is released alone, but if it is combined with the law of the five elements, the toxicity will increase exponentially. When Wu Shangjun and Yun Qian started the third circle, the poison in them was already deep and difficult to treat.

Zhuo Luan's self-confidence comes from the fact that no master in this world can persist in the five rounds of the poisonous array. The reason why Yun Qian and Lijiu were okay before could only be glad that Zhuo Luan did not really have murderous intentions, of course, mainly because the cultivation of the two did not pose any threat in front of Zhuo Luan.

The broken ghost-like figure was still chasing after him, Yun Qian's scalp was a little numb, and he subconsciously held the iron plate in his left hand tightly.

"Elder Wu, why bother? Now you retreat, I will not stop you. Yun Qian was telling the truth, he didn't want to be a janitor for Zhuo Luan.

"Uh-huh! The old man will kill you, drink! Wu Shangjun roared furiously and poured a small bottle of pills into his mouth. Suddenly, the strange color on his face faded, and it was replaced by a demonic red.

"Roar!" Wu Shangjun looked up to the sky and hissed angrily, and then suddenly threw the crutches in his hand towards Yun Qian.

This is also a trick that Yun Qian is familiar with, but this time he can't avoid it.

In just an instant, the person followed the crutch, and the desperate blow of the crazy Wu Shangjun did not give Yun Qian any room to dodge.

Yun Qian regretted it a little, he didn't expect to drive Wu Shangjun crazy.

The madman is terrifying, because he doesn't want to die, and Yun Qian wants to live, so he can only die. He no longer suppressed his internal force, and all the strong internal force was forced in the palm of his hand, and his backhand slapped on Wu Shangjun's crutch.

"Phew!" Wu Shangjun's crutches bounced back and smashed the bridge of his nose, while Yun Qian fell heavily to the ground.

The pain in his left chest was so severe that it exploded, his limbs were all numb, and Yun Qian could no longer move at all. Mouthfuls of blood spurted out of the boy's mouth, and a mist of blood bloomed in the fiery red flower field. But for Yun Qian, the most terrifying thing was that his mind was still clear, and he could clearly see the old monster with a shattered face standing up again, holding the black cane, limping towards him step by step.

I didn't expect Lao Tzu to die first, and you won. Yun Qian thought self-deprecatingly, but the corners of his mouth were so stiff that he couldn't squeeze out a smile.

Wu Shangjun walked the longest section of his life and came to Yun Qian's side, his crutch raised high above Yun Qian's head, showing the glory of the victor.

Yun Qian didn't close his eyes, but stared at the crutch with interest, he wanted to see how his head was smashed.

However, life always backfires, and a goose-yellow shadow appeared under the clear blue sky, bringing out a silver-white light, no, Wu Shangjun's neck was broken in two.

The crutch hanging above Yun Qian's head was firmly grasped by a beautiful and fair-skinned bare hand.

"How are you!" Li Jiu anxiously picked up Yun Qian, took out the small brown pill given by Liu Qishou from the placket of his clothes, and stuffed it all into Yun Qian's mouth.

Yun Qian was still speechless, but he believed that his luck was good enough today, because the pain that had gathered in his left chest was slowly dissipating.