The Hidden Sword Great Disciple looked at Wang Xing, who was covered in blood, and his heart was also shocked. Originally, I thought that he was just stiff, but I didn't expect that after taking two swords from myself, he would still be able to stand. This alone surpasses ordinary martial artists. With a respectful tone, he said, "You respect you as a warrior. But this matter has nothing to do with you, leave quickly, maybe I will surround your life. ”

Wang Xing smiled slightly and said, "I said that if you want to hurt the spirit fox today, you have to walk over my corpse!" After speaking, he held Wang Xing's giant sword in his right hand and killed the other party.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen swords slashed at Liu Yunze's body, and the swords penetrated into the bones.

"Huhuhu......" Wang Xing gasped in his mouth, and the blood flowing out of his body fell to the ground, forming a small blood pit. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ah Diao couldn't bear to look at Wang Xing, who was covered in blood, and covered his eyes. Such a serious injury, even if it is a dragon's blood quenching body, it is estimated that it will not be able to stop it for long. On the other hand, the spirit fox, with his eyes closed, wants to force out the poison in a short period of time, but there is little hope. What to do?

"Dragon's blood quenched body. Boy, you're so strong. The Hidden Sword Great Disciple looked at Wang Xing, who was covered in blood, and said coldly. That's right, only a martial artist who has been tempered with dragon blood can do this, otherwise this kid's mere loss of blood would be enough to kill him.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Xing threw up the giant sword of Wang Xing high, and with a loud bang, the giant sword smashed on the ground in front of him, and it was inserted squarely into it. He swung out the Big Dipper Seven Star Fist with both hands, and the aura in his lower abdomen spun out rapidly, gathering on his fist.

"Oh, isn't it interesting, it's interesting. The Hidden Sword Disciple put away his sword, his body jumped high, and his right fist smashed towards Wang Xing's face door with a thousand powers.

Wang Xing gritted his teeth and roared, Break the army! On his fist, an invisible warrior figure appeared that only he could see.

With a bang, the two fists slammed together. Spiritual energy erupted from the center of the fist, slowly rippling towards the surroundings like ripples.

The two of them flew backwards at the same time.

"What a strong fist technique!" the Hidden Sword Great Disciple secretly exclaimed in his heart. The punch just now was already more powerful than this kid's own strength, and there seemed to be other forces in it. The strength driven by the fist technique even vibrated the sea of qi in his body. The number of martial artists he has fought over the years is no less than two or three hundred, and he has never seen such a subtle fist technique.

"Your fist technique is much more subtle than your sword technique!" said the Hidden Sword Disciple truthfully.

Wang Xing also felt that the level difference between himself and this guy was too high at the moment, and if he wanted to block this guy, it seemed that he had to help the Big Dipper Martial Spirit. And the only thing he can use is the Broken Army Martial Spirit. But to break the military boxing method, you need the aura in your body to support it. With his current cultivation, he could only release three punches in a day.

You have to knock out your opponent within three punches, or be knocked down by your opponent!

"Boy, I would like to advise you, that is, no matter how exquisite your boxing skills are. Trying to stop me is wishful thinking. Give you one last chance and get out of the way. The Hidden Sword Disciple said impatiently.

Wang Xing's right fist was clenched, bowed like a leopard, and instantly came to the opponent's eyes, and the clenched right fist slammed towards the opponent's abdomen.

With a snort, the other party's figure suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Wang Xing felt a dark shadow flash overhead.

With a muffled sound, Wang Xing was beaten and flew out more than a dozen battles away, and fell in front of the spirit fox who was forced to poison.

"Wow!" Wang Xing spat out a mouthful of blood. The sea of qi in the body is overturned, and I want to control the aura again, but it is impossible.

The Hidden Sword Great Disciple walked towards the Spirit Fox step by step.

"I ...... Said...... I want to go over......" Wang Xing said as he stood up tremblingly.

"It's really like a bedbug, I don't know what to say!" said the Hidden Sword Great Disciple angrily, and it was another gravity punch. Wang Xing's figure suddenly flew out upside down and smashed on a boulder not far away. The impact was so powerful that it smashed the entire boulder.

Wang Xing's eyes were bright red at the moment, and the only thing that came to mind was not to let the other party hurt the spirit fox senior. You can't afford to do what you promised her. He stood up again trembling and walked over step by step.

"Hmph!" the Hidden Sword Great Disciple snorted coldly, grabbed the void in his right hand, and with a snort, the sword flew into his hand. The last sword is going to solve this guy's life.

Wang Xing's right hand grabbed in vain, and with the last strength in his hand, he grabbed the opponent's long sword tightly in his hand. Strands of blood flowed down from his palms, and at this moment, Wang Xing had long forgotten what the pain was like.

"Weak! too weak!" the Hidden Sword Great Disciple kept roaring angrily, and his right foot kicked wildly at Wang Xing's body.

Wang Xing grabbed the opponent's long sword tightly, didn't let go for a moment, and said word by word: "Pass ...... Go...... It's going to be defeated...... Me!"

If you say it, you have to do it even if you die!

Ah Diao looked at Wang Xing blankly, Linghu had nothing to do with him, even if he protected her, he did almost the same. If he goes on like this, his final result is only a dead end, and he will be killed on the spot. Looking at the corpse-like Wang Xing, she gritted her teeth, right now, even if the spirit fox succeeded in forcing the poison and restored his cultivation, Wang Xing would have already died in the hands of this person.

"Whoosh!" A few sounds, Ah Diao threw a few poisonous powders towards the Hidden Sword Great Disciple.

"Hmph! There are so many bedbugs! get out of here!" After the Hidden Sword Disciple finished speaking, he grabbed Wang Xing and threw it at Ah Diao. The two men fell to the ground.

Ah Diao hurriedly looked at Wang Xing, the breath in his nose was weak, and his life was not long. Still, he stood up and staggered to the front of Linghu, his back to her, and his arms outstretched.

The great disciple of the hidden sword was angry. Never, anger never rose in my heart like a flame.

"Kill you!" the Hidden Sword disciple roared, his right hand was outstretched, and he held the long sword, rushing towards him. With a thud, the long sword was inserted into Wang Xing's abdomen.

A sword and a sword, and the blood droplets in the sky fell from the sky, as if it were a rain of blood.

"The weak, the only thing that can stop the strong is the weak body! And your body as a bed bug has completed its mission!" The Hidden Sword Great Disciple grabbed the bloody Wang Xing's neck with his right hand, and raised it in front of his eyes, staring at Wang Xing with his eyes.

"No!" Ah Diao shouted.

With a muffled bang, Wang Xing's entire body burst out, and thick blood collapsed in all directions.

The Hidden Sword Great Disciple threw Wang Xing's body aside like garbage, and snorted coldly.

The Hidden Sword Great Disciple slowly stretched out his hand towards the Spirit Fox. In vain, he only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and he jumped away in a hurry. The right hand was broken.

Linghu opened his eyes lightly and said quietly, "Get out of here!" After speaking, I saw that she didn't move, and the figure of the Hidden Sword Great Disciple not far away suddenly flew upside down.

"It's so strong! Knock him out with one blow!" Ah Diao secretly exclaimed in his heart.

Linghu leaned his hand between Wang Xing's nose, his pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said, "Quickly carry it in!"

Wang Xing didn't know when he woke up, and when he woke up, Ah Diao and Linghu stood in front of him with a smile on their faces.

"Good boy, fortunately you have a dragon's blood quenching body, otherwise, your life will not be guaranteed!" Linghu smiled. The Great Disciple of the Hidden Sword is two realms higher than the cultivation of Wang Xing, and it is really fortunate that he can survive.

"Thank you Linghu seniors for saving me. Wang Xing struggled to stand up and said.

"Why? Why do you have to do this?" Linghu leaned down, looked at Wang Xing's dark eyes, and asked word by word.

"If you say it, you have to do it. Wang Xing replied firmly.

Linghu seemed to be very satisfied and nodded, and asked, "In order to save him, you, an outsider, have done this." Looks like I can't do it if I don't do it!, but you have to remember that it's all about you!"

Wang Xing had a smile on his face, as long as there was a Spirit Fox senior, presumably the Sword Maniac senior would also be able to come out of the four great formations.

Wang Xing explained the ins and outs of exchanging the Nine-Leaf Lingzhi Grass for the Chaos Stone of the head of the Poison Sect.

"It's naïve enough to want to exchange things from the head of the poison sect. Ah Diao pouted and said. She is a disciple of the Poison Sect, and she knows the old guy's temperament very well. It's okay for the old guy to want something from someone else, but it's impossible for someone else to want something from him.

"Exchanging the Chaos Stone from that old poisoner's hand, this is really a way he can come up with. The old poison is extremely cunning, this method will not work, and a foolproof plan must be found. Linghu frowned, and after thinking for a moment, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"There it is!"

Wang Xing, Ah Diao, and Linghu immediately rushed forward to poison the door. The Barbarian Poisonous Sect, because of its extremely shameless work, is the number one public enemy in the wilderness, and several major sects want to get rid of it as soon as possible. However, due to the cunning of the old man who is the head of the poison sect, he has failed to succeed every time. The old man Gu Du has many tricks, and Wang Xing has also seen it.

The three of them flew to a big black mountain, and when they saw it, the ant-like disciples were going back and forth on the mountain.

"You two go in. I'll leave it at that. Diao blinked and said.

Wang Xing understood why Ah Diao didn't go in, Ah Diao stole one of the treasures of the poison gate, the Nine Dragons Ding, and was also afraid that he would be blamed by the head of the house after entering. The old man's way of doing things, it is estimated that Ah Diao's life is in danger. Yes, it's also a good idea not to enter.

Wang Xing and Linghu entered the poison gate, and after quickly passing the report of the poison sect disciples, the two came to a large hall. In the main hall, the old man Gu Du, the head of the poison sect, heard that someone came with nine-leaf lingzhi grass, and he came to the main hall non-stop at that time, waiting early.

"Did you two bring the nine-leaf Lingzhi grass?" the little mouse eyes of the old man looked at the two of them.

Wang Xing spread the nine-leaf Lingzhi grass in his hand and said, "Master, if you want to cure yin poison, this nine-leaf Lingzhi grass alone is not enough. ”