Before it was approached, a disgusting smell of fishy air emanated.

The Demon Sword Scholar only smelled a little, and then he felt dizzy, and in a big shock, he couldn't care about the iron sword in his hand, let go of the hilt of the sword, kicked the ground with both feet, and his body shot backwards sharply like a cannonball.

"Poof."

The black liquid sprayed in the air, and when it fell on the ground and encountered grass and trees, there was a "sizzling" sound.

In the blink of an eye, the originally green grass and trees on the ground were about to wither, and after a short while, they all turned into a pile of grass ashes, and a gentle green smoke came out.

The Demon Sword Scholar's face turned white all of a sudden, his body shook and he didn't stand firmly, and he almost fell to the ground.

If he hadn't had the mixed energy in his body just now, he would have dodged in time, otherwise he would have been sprayed on the spot by an ordinary person, and he would have been corroded into a pile of ashes like those plants and trees.

However, before he could catch his breath, Zhang Tianshi on the opposite side puffed out his cheeks again, and a strange flute sounded out.

The Demon Sword Scholar was shocked, and hurriedly fixed his eyes, and the body of the corpse poisonous centipede writhed a few times, and disappeared into the soil again.

The next second passed, there was a "poof" sound three meters away from his feet.

Suddenly a large lump of the bulge rose from under the land, and he swam straight to the place where he was standing, and he was about to come to him.

Seeing this, the Demon Sword Scholar was suddenly startled, at this time his iron sword was no longer in his hand, and there was no weapon to defend against, and the situation had become precarious.

But he is worthy of being a ruthless man who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has extremely rich experience in dealing with emergencies, and it is at this time that he finally reveals his decisive nature.

I saw a cold glint in the eyes of the Demon Sword Scholar, and he quickly reached out and grabbed Zhao Wenlong's arm next to him, and pulled it to his side without hesitation.

"Mr. Ma, what are you doing here?" Zhao Wenlong was caught by him coldly, and hurriedly twisted his body and struggled and shouted.

"I've wronged Brother Zhao, Ma wants to borrow your body! It's better to die one than both! ”

After the Demon Sword Scholar said this expressionlessly, he unceremoniously pushed Zhao Wenlong in front of him, and used his body to make a defensive posture.

At this time, how could Zhao Wenlong not understand his insidious intentions, and suddenly the frightened souls were all rising, and roared in shock: "The surname Ma, you are so ruthless, you actually use me as a shield, you can't die well!" ”

Just as he roared, the nearby dirt bag suddenly exploded, and the corpse poison centipede burrowed out of it, spitting out a large mouthful of venom head-on.

"Brother Zhao has gone all the way, and during the New Year's holidays, Ma will burn paper for you."

As the Demon Sword Scholar spoke, he gently pushed Zhao Wenlong forward, and all the venom in the sky was resisted by his body.

"Ah......h

Zhao Wenlong let out a burst of heart-rending screams from his throat, and seeing that his body was about to dissolve, and in a short time, it turned into a pool of scarlet blood.

The corpse venom centipede hissed excitedly, leaned over, and sucked violently with its big mouth, and the blood turned into several pillars of blood, all of which were collected into its mouth.

"Evil beasts! Suffer death! ”

Before it could suck up the blood on the ground, a deafening roar came out of the Demon Sword Scholar's mouth, and he took a step forward, his arm reached out like lightning, and pressed the corpse poison centipede to the ground.

At this time, the corpse venomous centipede finally realized that it could not wake up from the bloodthirsty excitement, twisted its body and turned its head, and its white-skinned belly bulged high, ready to squirt venom.

How could the Demon Sword Scholar do what it wanted, his face was cold, and his originally thick arms, as if they were full of air, swelled up out of thin air, and were thicker than before, and smashed his head with a fist.

"Bang".

The corpse venom centipede's head burst open like a hot water bottle, and the dark green liquid mixed with the brains of the white flowers burst out all over the sky.

The Demon Sword Scholar stretched out his hand and wiped the brains splashed on his face, and laughed wildly: "Haha, Brother Zhao, you are not unjustly dead, use your life in exchange for the life of this beast, this deal is worth it!" ”

"I'm your grandma, you dare to kill my thing, you're finished, you will die today!" When Zhang Tianshi saw the centipede being pressed to death, he was stunned at first, but immediately cursed like thunder.

A thick murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands raised to his chest in a strange posture, and the words began to flow out of his mouth.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious, the essence of gold and iron, turning a knife into a blade, drinking a hundred miles, lightning and flint, the pardon is pursued, and it is as urgent as the law."

After the incantation was recited, Zhang Tianshi's fingers began to shake hard, looking at his trembling strenuous posture, as if there was a thousand catties of power involved in each finger.

The Demon Sword Scholar's eyes flashed with confusion, and he was very puzzled by Zhang Tianshi's trembling and neuropathic behavior.

But he is not a fool, the other party can't be nervous for no reason, looking at this posture, most of them are going to perform some powerful Taoist skills.

After the Demon Sword Scholar groaned slightly, he jumped and moved on the spot, and quickly rushed into the crowd of people touching the Golden Gate.

"If you don't want to die, protect me immediately!" The Demon Sword Scholar said in a cold tone.

The people who touched the Golden Gate were a little confused, just now the scene of the Demon Sword Scholar using Zhao Wenlong as a meat shield was vividly in their purpose, and now looking at his posture, it is obvious that he intends to repeat the mistake of the past, and use the entire person who touched the Golden Gate as a cushion for him.

"The surname Ma, don't deceive people too much, your life is worth money, ours is not worth anything, just now you framed the master of the Zhao Sect, we haven't settled accounts with you yet, now you want us to be cannon fodder to protect you, let's dream."

There was a bold member of the Golden Gate Gang, who immediately jumped out and shouted accusations at the Demon Sword Scholar.

"Yes, they were all raised by his mother's father, why should he be cannon fodder, how old is he."

"Anyway, the master of the Zhao family is dead, let's break up the gang and go home."

"Go home, go home, stay here and lose your life."

One man took the lead, and immediately the crowd was in an uproar.

"Shame on the face!"

The Demon Sword Scholar suddenly shook his body a few times, turned into an afterimage, and came to the first speaker, his palm turned into a knife, and slashed at his head like thunder.

The man was so frightened that he tried to run away, but he felt a slight pain in his neck, and then he saw a headless body run forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground.

The back looks so familiar, how does it look like myself, as soon as he thought of this, his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

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