Cheng Yiming supported his shoulder with one hand, reluctantly stood up, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

The one-eyed stranger didn't speak, and the suspicion in his eyes intensified.

Cheng Yiming could hear the words 'beware of snake stings', which were shouted by the strange man in front of him. He led himself to this wilderness, and sent the dead soldiers behind him, desperate to fight fiercely, obviously with a purpose, but why should he remind himself at a critical moment?

Suddenly, I remembered the words that rang in my ears just now, and immediately asked, "What you just said, is it true?" ”

The one-eyed still didn't speak.

And in the night, at this time, another figure walked out, with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "What I promised you has been done, why did you go back on your word and remind that kid to avoid my flying thorns?" ”

This was said to the one-eyed man, Cheng Yiming followed the sound, and saw that the person who came was thin, with a strange pale complexion, a small handful of sparse beard on his chin, and with the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, the pair of mouse-like cunning eyes were looking at the long sword in Cheng Yiming's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

The one-eyed man suddenly jumped up, pointed at him and scolded loudly: "Zhu Yeqing, have you forgotten the door rules!" You are so reckless, are you not afraid of God's damnation! ”

Zhu Yeqing smiled faintly, and said calmly: "My third senior brother, don't forget, we are both just lonely ghosts who have been expelled from the sect now!" ”

When the one-eyed man known as the third senior brother heard this, his expression suddenly became a little gloomy and painful, and he suddenly said: "I was wrong, for more than ten years, it turns out that I have been wrong!" As he spoke, he turned and ran into the wilderness without looking back.

Zhu Yeqing was slightly stunned, turned his head suddenly, looked at the stunned Cheng Yiming, and said with a miserable smile: "Boy, hand over the sword in your hand." ”

Cheng Yiming reluctantly slashed his sword horizontally, and said coldly: "Why don't you come over and get it yourself?" ”

Zhu Yeqing was not angry, and laughed: "Don't you think that your left shoulder is no longer numerous?" ”

Cheng Yiming's heart froze, and he secretly exerted force, and sure enough, his entire left arm became unconscious. When I looked at it again, I was shocked, and I saw that the entire left arm had become pitch black like ink at some point, and the scratched place on the shoulder was gushing out black and smelly blood from time to time.

Surprised, the true yuan in the body could only mobilize three or four out of ten, and hurriedly barely managed to block the flow of qi and blood at the shoulder.

I only heard Zhu Yeqing say again: "You and I have no enmity, but we were entrusted by others and originally wanted to take your life, but now it seems that there is no need for this." After saying that, a trace of imperceptible viciousness flashed in his eyes, and the words changed, and he came again: "As long as you obediently give me the sword, maybe I will be happy and save your life!" ”

Cheng Yiming snorted coldly: "Don't be cowardly, although I am missing an arm, but it is more than enough to deal with rats like you!" ”

When Zhu Yeqing heard this, he didn't get angry, but said slowly: "You have been poisoned by the 'Four Evil Bronze Corpses' of Yin and Yang Eyes, and you will never survive tomorrow at noon. And this poison, apart from him, maybe only I can solve it! ”

After that, he stared at the long sword in Cheng Yiming's hand and said: "What's more, my senior brother is crazy, sometimes confused, sometimes sober, and even more withdrawn and eccentric, even if you can find him before the poison, you may not be able to save your life." ”

Cheng Yiming suddenly said: "Who are you?" ”

Zhu Yeqing smiled: "I am Zhu Yeqing, Zhu Yeqing is me." ”

Indeed, this man is not only an intoxicating wine, but also a snake that poisons people's liver and intestines.

I only heard Zhu Yeqing continue to say: "I read that you are also a cultivator, listen to my words obediently, and maybe there is a chance to live!" Don't you think that half of the true essence in your body is already difficult to mobilize! ”

Without waiting for Cheng Yiming to speak, Zhu Yeqing arrived again: "You think that what you drank before was just ordinary medicinal wine, then you are very wrong!" That wine may not be anything to ordinary people, but it is a deadly threat to cultivators. The medicinal power of this 'soul binding dispersion', Hugh said that a cultivator who practiced the eighth layer of qi was a monk who condensed the golden pill, and he didn't want to get rid of it for a while! ”

Zhu Yeqing's words were not bad at all, but what he didn't expect was that Cheng Yiming could barely mobilize a few points of true yuan.

I saw him pause slightly, and then said: "So ......"

Cheng Yiming interrupted suddenly: "So why haven't you done it yet?" ”

Zhu Yeqing's face froze.

Cheng Yiming then said coldly: "Not only have I been poisoned by the corpse, but I have also been restrained by the 'Soul Binding Dispersion' Zhenyuan, in this case, even an ordinary person can easily snatch this sword from my hands." But you are reluctant to do it, is it because you still have scruples? ”

Zhu Yeqing was told by Cheng Yiming to think about it, and his face immediately became gloomy.

I only heard him say sharply: "You think you have a spiritual weapon in your hand, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" ”

As he spoke, his body flickered, his hands were raised, and more than ten scorpion tail thorns with cold light flashed out of his hands. At the same time, he drank lightly in his mouth, jumped up, made claws with both hands, like a sharp goshawk, and grabbed Cheng Yiming.

Although Zhu Ye Qing's cultivation is only about seven layers of Qi training, but relying on Cheng Yiming's corpse poison in his body, and his 'Soul Binding Scatter', at this moment, he has no scruples about the spiritual weapon in his hand, and his body is like a light smoke, aiming to restrain Cheng Yiming within one move.

It's just that he didn't expect one thing, that is, the sword in Cheng Yiming's hand is far from being as simple as a spiritual weapon.

Nowadays, the cultivators of the Human Realm Continent are no longer than one-ten-thousandth of what they were in ancient times, and the same spiritual weapons are extremely precious; Such a thing, even if it is placed in the spiritual realm and the divine realm, it can't help but attract people's hearts, not to mention the human realm where cultivation resources are extremely scarce.

This is also the reason why Zhu Yeqing is crazy about it.

And the situation in Cheng Yiming's body at this time was already very bad, not only could the power of Zhenyuan only mobilize two or three out of ten, but even the corpse poison that was originally stable was also ready to move at this time, like a flood behind the embankment, violently impacting this last line of defense.

The power of this corpse poison was far beyond his imagination.

"Next!"

Seeing Zhu Yeqing attacking, Cheng Yiming suddenly rolled on the spot, rushed back, and without waiting to get up, he had already thrown the long sword at Zhu Yeqing in mid-air with his backhand.

Zhu Yeqing couldn't close the momentum, picked up the long sword, flipped in the air, and fell to the ground steadily. At the same time, he clutched the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he was holding his long-lost child, his face was full of excitement and excitement, for fear that as soon as he let go, this treasure would fly away by itself.

"Hahaha! Spiritual Weapon! I, Zhu Yeqing, finally have my own spiritual weapon! ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the blue-gray long sword in his hand suddenly screaming softly and shaking violently.

Zhu Yeqing's face changed, and before he could react, he saw that the long sword turned uncontrollably and stabbed back into his calf. What made him even more frightening was that the calf that was stabbed by the long sword suddenly contracted and squirmed rapidly, and quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah~!"

I only heard his terrible long hiss, threw the sword, and staggered back a few steps before he looked at Cheng Yiming with a frightened face.

Cheng Yiming still stood there coldly, and with a move of his hand, the long sword flew back into his hand.

"It can't be! No way! ”

Zhu Yeqing's pale face was completely distorted at this time, and he didn't care about glancing at the long sword anymore, so he turned around and ran away. In the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared into the dark night sky.

The desolate wilderness suddenly fell into desolation and silence again.

only heard a soft sound of 'bang', and Cheng Yiming, who originally seemed to be nothing unusual, suddenly fell straight down.

It turned out that he knew that he was no longer Zhu Yeqing's opponent, and only by making a desperate bet and suddenly counterattacking when Zhu Yeqing was arrogant and relaxed his vigilance, it was possible to repel him. So when it attacked, he deliberately threw the long sword to him, but he secretly gritted his teeth and urged the only trace of true yuan to control the long sword to stab him.

And in this way, not only did his corpse poison burst out again, but even the only trace of true yuan in his body was also depleted.

At this time, he has completely reached the point of running out of oil and running out.