Chapter 329: Master of Poison Valley

Luo Xiaofeng felt very strange.

This Meiyu attacked herself with three moves, although each move attacked the vital part of the body, but these three moves were all halfway moves, and there was no murderous aura.

Luo Xiaofeng even doubted whether this beautiful jade would be martial arts.

Meiyu looked at Luo Xiaofeng and suddenly smiled: "You are young, your martial arts are so good, if you join our Poison Valley, the future is even more limitless." As she spoke, she suddenly clapped her hands three times.

Luo Xiaofeng knew that this was most likely a code from Meiyu.

Sure enough, as Luo Xiaofeng expected, after Meiyu slapped her hands three times, a ghostly figure appeared in the tunnel at the head of the bed.

The man was lean and lean, dressed in a black leather coat tightly wrapped around his body, wearing a pair of black thin-soled leather boots on his feet and black soft leather gloves on his hands. His face was snow-white, but his eyes were golden. He was bareheaded, without a single hair, but on his bald head was a needle piercing a woman's face. This acupuncture face is somewhat similar to Meiyu standing in front of her.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at this uninvited guest in surprise.

Meiyu, who was standing on the side, introduced with a smile on her face: "This is the master of the Poison Valley, Poison Heaven!"

Luo Xiaofeng was taken aback, as soon as the Sword Ancestor died, and his bones were not cold, his two former enemies came to the door.

Jade!

Poison day!

These two people are the pain of Jian Zu's life, but he never dreamed that his two enemies have been secretly spying on him for thirty years.

Thirty years, how many thirty years of life! Why are these beautiful jade and poisonous heavens so patient? What are they for?

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Poison Heaven and smiled indifferently: "Your Excellency is the master of Poison Valley, it's a pity that the Sword Ancestor is dead, otherwise, I will have a good show to watch again!"

Although Poison Tian was uncomfortable hearing this, he still didn't have the slightest expression on his thin and snow-white face.

Meiyu on the side glanced at Luo Xiaofeng, smiled and said to Poison Tian: "This young man in front of you is the legendary Young Master Luo of the Demon Continent! Although you and I don't cultivate spiritual power, we can not know about other spiritual power cultivators, but Young Master Luo, we must remember." ”

Poison Tian still had a cold dead face, his golden eyes rolled, and he suddenly said: "Young Master Luo, Meiyu and I have been waiting for thirty years, but I didn't expect that in the end, it was a bamboo basket to draw water, and it was empty. His voice sounded uncomfortable, as if someone had choked his neck, dull and dry, with a slight wheezing.

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency's words, why can't I understand them?"

Poison Heaven said: "Ming people don't say secret words! Let me ask you, where did you hide the divine sword spectrum of that dead ghost?"

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at Meiyu who was standing on the side, and said lightly: "I said a long time ago, the Divine Sword Spectrum is not in my hand!" He glanced at the cold Poison Heaven, and slowly continued: "Even if the Sword Ancestor's Divine Sword Spectrum is in my hand, I won't give it to you!"

After saying this, Luo Xiaofeng picked up the empty small wooden box and walked out without looking back.

There was a strange smell in the White Temple Mountain, but the air outside the temple was fresh and sweet.

It was late autumn.

In addition to the bright red maple leaves all over the mountain, you can also smell the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

I can't see the osmanthus tree, but I can always smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Baimiao Mountain is indeed a very good place, but unfortunately, it is not as beautiful as it seems on the surface.

Murderous!

Luo Xiaofeng felt murderous again!

Poison Tian and Meiyu followed closely! They had been waiting for thirty years, how could they believe Luo Xiaofeng's one-sided words?

"If you don't take out the Divine Sword Spectrum, you won't want to leave Baimiao Mountain alive!"

Poison Tian gritted his teeth, and his dull and dry voice was uncomfortable to listen to.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't look at the poisonous sky, he put his hands behind his back and looked at the red leaves on the mountain.

The sun has set!

The surroundings slowly darkened.

Luo Xiaofeng put the small wooden box of the Sword Ancestor into his infinite space.

He clenched the Blood Flame Divine Sword in his hand, took a deep breath of fresh air full of the scent of osmanthus flowers, and suddenly said, "I don't know now why the Sword Ancestor was defeated by my men!"

Poison Tian was taken aback: "Oh?"

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the corpse of the Sword Ancestor and sighed: "If I am not mistaken, in the past thirty years, you have not only secretly monitored the Sword Ancestor, but also secretly poisoned it. ”

"How do you know?" Poison Tian stared at the golden eyeballs, indeed surprised.

"Poison Heaven is indeed an expert in poisoning, and it is really admirable to make the Sword Ancestor poison for thirty years without dying!" Luo Xiaofeng slowly turned around, facing the Poison Heaven, and slowly continued: "A person who can call himself a Sword Ancestor will never be thrown a stone by someone and will be out of proportion! In fact, even if my partner doesn't throw that stone, the Sword Ancestor won't be able to last long." Maybe Sword Ancestor would never have thought that over the years, not only his limbs have been destroyed, but his brain has also been destroyed!"

"Tie Ying is the apprentice of the Sword Ancestor, but the Sword Ancestor's swordsmanship is not much stronger than his apprentice, and in some aspects it is even inferior to his apprentice!" Luo Xiaofeng looked at the poisonous sky: "You have dug the tunnel privately and secretly monitored the Sword Ancestor for thirty years! If the Sword Ancestor is in his right mind, how can he not find out?"

Meiyu glanced at the corpse of the Sword Ancestor and immediately turned her face away, her stomach churning and she almost vomited.

This is the man she used to be, the man who loves her so much that she will never forget her until she dies, but she has harmed him! She did not feel the slightest guilt, but felt very disgusted.

If the Sword Ancestor was still alive, how would he feel?

The woman he had been longing for had indeed returned, but only after he had died! If this woman had obtained the Excalibur Spectrum, even if he died, she would not have come to take a look.

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, he didn't expect that the woman of the Sword Ancestor would be so ruthless!

Fairy-like faces!

Femme fatale!

Luo Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, and the Blood Flame Divine Sword in his hand slowly raised.

Meiyu lifted the placket of her clothes and ran to the side to vomit.

Poison Tian looked at the Blood Flame Divine Knife in Luo Xiaofeng's hand, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes throbbed violently.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword is an attack-type superb artifact, which is naturally hundreds of times stronger than ordinary swords. Even if there is no spiritual power to urge, the Blood Flame Divine Sword naturally exudes a compelling murderous aura.

Poison Tian shuddered, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the wild goose array in the sky, and suddenly said, "If you want to fight, hurry up!"

Poison Tian looked at Luo Xiaofeng fiercely, but he didn't mean to start fighting at all.

Meiyu finally vomited, she twisted her waist and walked over unhurriedly: "Young Master Luo, don't worry, we will send you to the Western Heaven soon! That dead ghost hasn't gone far yet, on the Huangquan Road, you can still be a companion." She said lightly, not taking murder seriously, as if it were commonplace.

Luo Xiaofeng sneered, glanced at Meiyu, and then glanced at the silent poisonous sky.

"Although you have a great ability to poison, if you meet me, you will be unlucky!" Luo Xiaofeng sneered.

(End of chapter)