Chapter 907 Mengyun's original intention was to use the number of people to weaken Happy's strength, so she mobilized more than two thousand Yipintang's elites to go to Shaolin, but she didn't expect it......

Happy didn't use the signs of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent" and "Sky Thunder Extinguishing Style" at all in this battle, the knife technique opened and closed widely, and with the amazing destructive power of the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife, the range of tens of meters became an absolute forbidden area, easily blocking the threat of Yipintang from his body, so that Mengyun's idea of greatly consuming Xingxing's internal force at the beginning was suddenly shattered.

The most startled Megatron......

Immediately after Daozhen lost, and now even Yipintang's own people and horses have lost their ability to resist one after another, Mengyun knows that if he doesn't take out the killer copper prepared in advance, I'm afraid that even if all the people and horses of Yipintang on Songshan Shaolin are all spelled out, it will be impossible to be happy.

Seeing that hundreds of people were about to be lost, Mengyun sighed in disappointment. Angry, his face turned back with an ugly face, and he quietly turned around and walked into the crowd, coming to a woman who was shrouded in a cloak and surrounded by the strict protection of the disciples of Yipintang.

Without waiting for Mengyun to speak, a touching and crisp voice sounded from the latter's mouth: "How could my sister form a mortal enemy with such a person?" Its own strength is very strong, and the forces behind it are second to none in the Central Plains......"

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson!" Mengyun seemed to be disgusted by being lectured, his face sank, and he said, "After more than a year of cultivation that has allowed you to rest assured, it's time to verify your strength." ”

“……”

Hearing this, the woman in the cloak reluctantly stopped talking, and raised her hands that were hidden under the cloak, but they were a pair of mottled arms interlaced with countless blue and purple scars, and under the purple-red veins, it seemed that what flowed was not blood, but poisonous juice;

A faint unpleasant smell is rapidly emanating from her pomelo!

“……”

There was a sudden gasping sound next to him.

It's hard to imagine that a woman with such a sweet and moving voice has such a hideous and scary hands.

The woman in the cloak seemed to be accustomed to people's frightened and jealous gazes, and said indifferently: "Let your people retreat, once the poison technique is launched, no living creatures within a radius of a hundred meters will remain." ”

“……”

The breath is so big.

This was the first reaction of the nearby Yipintang disciples.

But seeing such an astonishing and terrifying arm of the cloak woman, it was not difficult for a group of people to guess what kind of terrifying demon poison the latter was practicing - the undefeated heirs of the East only needed to imitate the manners of female characters in exchange for a skill to gain a foothold at the top of the rivers and lakes, but compared to the situation of the cloaked woman, it was obviously a little trivial.

Mengyun frowned and glanced at the field: "No need, the remaining brothers, stay in the field to delay, buy time for you, if necessary, as long as you can leave happiness, the death of the brothers is valuable." ”

“……”

Zhou and the same group gasped again.

What kind of terrifying poison does the mysterious woman who can make Mengyun believe so much? Listening to Mengyun's tone, she seemed to be very confident that she could kill Happy and all her own people on the field in one fell swoop.

The mysterious cloak woman seemed to expect Jiyun to answer like this, and without further words, she slowly walked in and out of the group, while taking out a very strange-shaped box from the Qiankun bag.

"Witch Cup!" At this time, some well-informed people in the crowd finally recognized the strange box in the hand of the mysterious cloak woman, and couldn't help but let out a low-pressure exclamation.

The people around him asked, "What is a witch cup?" ”

"It is a prop that is rumored to be used only by the witch cup, a very powerful magic weapon, it should be above the top-grade divine weapon, but it belongs to the magic weapon."

“…… What is it? ”

A group of people listened in a fog: "It's just, what's the use?" ”

"I don't know."

The person who recognized the witch cup was full of helplessness, but he couldn't hide the amazement and excitement in his eyes: "I only know that there are many people in the rivers and lakes who practice the art of witch cups, and everyone will cultivate a very yin poison technique, which quietly poisons people, makes people's strength greatly damaged, and even makes people bleed...... In short, the ability is very peculiar, and it does not belong to the path of martial arts at all. ”

"Makes people lose their strength?"

Many Yipintang disciples in the crowd had their eyes lit up.

"That's right, in addition to this, their own strength may not be very powerful, but the most powerful thing is to pull the enemy's strength down, but I haven't seen anyone use the witch cup now, I heard that the people who use the witch cup have cultivated a very powerful natal witch cup, the power is terrifying, comparable to martial arts."

Hearing this, at this time, many people had already guessed the purpose of Mengyun's invitation to the mysterious cloak woman!

Everyone's eyes were scorching on the mysterious cloak woman who walked from the crowd passage to the battlefield.

Even Mengyun is no exception.

"It's up to you whether you can win a thousand hearts or not"

Mengyun stared at her sister's back, her eyes were very solemn.

At the moment when the mysterious cloak woman walked out of the crowd, Happy quickly locked on to this woman who looked extremely strange and mysterious, frowned, and smelled a faint aura of uneasiness and danger from the other party.

The uneasiness and danger that even Michijin couldn't bring to him actually came because of the appearance of a mysterious woman in a black cloak.

Don't dare to slack off when you're happy.

Dragon Snatcher!!

"Ah!!h , The thick-eyebrow monk exclaimed, relying on a body of Buddha and demon magic to support a few moves, he was finally impatiently opened-buckled, and the dragon slaying knife went down and up............

The pavilion was suddenly splattered with blood.

"4U heart."

Turning his head and instructing Xu Xin, he happily walked out of the pavilion with a knife.

At this time......

Outside the pavilion, it was like an earth dragon turning over and rolling a few times, and the criss-crossing ditches were scattered all over the ground with incomplete and vague corpses......

Everyone knows that happy is going to start fighting back!

But.

More people are focusing on the mysterious cloak woman who is calm and unhurried.

"Witch Cup?"

Happy finally saw the thing in the arms of the mysterious cloak woman carefully in her hand, and her feet suddenly froze, revealing a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Witch Cup.

It's something that only the most outstanding disciples of the Wuju lineage can have......

His brows tightened, his happy expression suddenly became much heavier, and his eyes moved from the latter's hands, and finally, focused on the skin of the latter's slightly exposed arm.

Suddenly, I was happy and had a strong sense of crisis that my scalp exploded!

Jiuyang Shengong's spiritual sense was turned on at full capacity, and at the same time, without saying a word, he activated the Arhat body, and even took a red pill from the Qiankun bag that exuded a strong medicine box.

Under the gaze of countless people in an uproar, Happy suddenly pulled out his body and swept back into the pavilion, and quickly put the pill in his hand into the mouth of the woman wearing it.

The mysterious cloak woman had already walked into the entrance, and when the lotus step moved slightly, a touch of purple intent that wiped the charm of the soul came out from under the cloak, and the witch cup in her hand trembled slightly!

"It's useless."

The voice of the mysterious cloaked woman clearly spread throughout the audience: "To be exact, what I ordered is a cup, not poison, and an ordinary antidote pill will not have any effect." ”

At this time, it was only thirty meters away from the pavilion.

Walking slowly, the faces of the dozen or so Yipintang disciples who were not dead on the field suddenly changed greatly, as if they couldn't breathe, and they dragged their necks in extreme panic, and their faces instantly turned purple.

For all this, the mysterious cloaked woman only sighed slightly. Angry, he didn't say anything and kept going......

Although the mysterious cloak woman said that the Zi Detoxification Pill was ineffective, Happy still did not stop the movements in her hand, and after feeding Xu Xin the Detoxification Pill, she picked up Xu Xin's wrist.

At this glance, his eyes suddenly burst with bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent......

I saw that a faint purple intent had emerged from Xu Xinbai's wrist, and it was tending to be intense, and at the very front, a small bulge slowly approached the heart along the blood vessels.

Xu Xin was also startled when she saw the thing on her arm, but she was happy, and her inexplicable peace of mind finally didn't make her look disgraced.

Rao is like this, Xu Xin's trembling arms still show the fear and uneasiness in her heart.

"Purple Heart Cup."

Recognizing the origin of the witch cup in Xu Xin's mind, the method of sheathing poison quickly appeared in his happy mind.

Although I have never met a master of the cup in my previous life, I have seen many masters on the website who have fallen under the poisonous tricks of the witch cup.

And......

Although this kind of purple heart cup belongs to a relatively high-level cup, it is actually not incurable—as long as the middle cup is not deep.

The technique quickly clicked on Xu Xin's two acupoints, Xu Xin "Boom, with a bang, the poisoned arm suddenly fell down, and he was so weak that he couldn't lift it."

Happy movements are extremely fast to take the sword and stroke, a pick.

A bloody arrow burst out from Xu Xin's arm.

Purple blood splattered on the pillars.

The slightly bulging pimple was also pulled out with a happy and delicate pick, "Smack, the ground smashed into the pavilion with a thud."

Happy popped out a spiral without even looking at it, twisted the things in the purple blood into pieces, and quickly bandaged Xu Xin's wound.

A series of movements are as skillful as if they had been practiced countless times beforehand, and they are neat and smooth.

After completing the bandage, swallowing a small pill, Xu Xin's face not only became a little ruddy, but her body also became warmer.

But Xu Xin soon found that a faint purple meaning appeared on her happy face: "Your ......"

"I'm fine."

Jiuyang Divine Skill is the heart method of the most rigid and yang in heaven and earth, and things like evil and yin cannot affect and hurt happiness at all.

Jiuyang True Qi Luck was finally in the meridians, and the poison cup that had just invaded was burned to the ground, and the purple intent on his face completely dissipated, and he regained his spirit.

"Huh?"

The mysterious cloak woman approached the pavilion at this time, and when she saw Xu Xin and Xingxing, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of surprise.

Glancing at the purple blood stains mixed with black turbid particles in the pavilion, the mysterious cloak woman was stunned again: "The purple heart worm is as thin as a particle, colorless and tasteless, it grows into the human body and grows in blood, and it can make a top master with a strong physique die easily in a short period of time, how did you survive?" Do you know how to treat it? The voice was sweet and crisp, and the tone was not the slightest murderous intent except for surprise! ~！