Chapter 1200. Ying Tianfu

Arcane enchantment replicates the Light Divine Blessing.

"What?!" When the purple halo bloomed, Du Wuxin heard the middle-aged man's voice sound for the second time, only this time his voice was full of disbelief, and even a little fear. Du Wuxin didn't have the heart to care about anything else, in the face of that person's monstrous momentum, she didn't even have the heart to resist, and was bent on escaping.

Obviously not, after more than ten years in the Poison Dragon Sect, she never believed that she would be a righteous path, she felt that she was at most a "demon path demon girl who sympathized with the righteous path", which was already the greatest praise for a person like her.

And as a demonic way, when you can't be defeated, you will never fight and retreat like a righteous path or simply sacrifice to cover your friends, the most important thing to do is to ignore others, turn around and run away.

Du Wuxin immediately turned around and fled, not even a single move to force back the enemy's way to advance, the escape was crisp and neat, and there was no psychological burden within a radius of a few miles of the palace, there was absolutely no possibility of a second ally, for her, the rabbits and mice that appeared around her could be sacrificed to fight for a little chance for her life.

This is not a joke, for Du Wuxin, it is a very important thing to distinguish whether there are allies around her, or rather, there is no ally around her, all of them are enemies that can be dealt with, which is the ideal state she has been pursuing.

In this state, she can use her expertise without any scruples

Her specialty is throwing handfuls of sand behind her.

The sand was green, and it was a very strange yellow-green, a color that was rare in the Poison Dragon Cult, which believed that dark green was orthodox, and very few followers were willing to use this "heretical color" poison, so this color-specific poison itself showed that it was not entirely from the hands of the Poison Dragon Cult.

When the yellow-green smoke spread, it automatically turned into a yellow-green, yellow-green tornado, not spreading aimlessly like real poisonous smoke, but becoming a bounded cylinder.

The cylindrical whirlwind with strict boundaries swirled and floated towards the place where the sound came from, Du Wuxin didn't need to look back, just by using the ice gas induction, she could know that the person who suddenly attacked her had been forced to leave her position, and took a lot of steps back, leaving her enough opportunity to escape, she immediately ran wildly, the armor on her body did not occupy any weight at all, and even the armor should have the characteristics of hindering action, she rushed out of hundreds of steps lightly as if she was wearing a cloth robe, and almost threw off the people behind her.

The moment the man saw the green tornado, his face changed wildly, and he retreated in a panic. If nothing else, just because the regular cylindrical tornado is actually a well-known poison on the rivers and lakes, turning bones into poisonous clouds.

There is no antidote to this poison, once it is contaminated, it will turn into a lump of soft flesh in an instant, and the bones of the whole body will disappear without a trace, and the dead can no longer die. Although that person is extremely powerful, he is still a **mortal, and he can only retreat in the face of this poisonous cloud

The poison cloud completed its historical mission, forcing it to retreat three feet, but instead of dispersing, it disappeared out of thin air.

The powder of the poisonous cloud was actually mixed with many ingredients called [magic], and it was forcibly turned into something similar to a magic scroll or spell-casting materials, so that Du Wuxin, a boxer girl who had no elemental magic at all, had a good time as a mage.

Arcane Enchantment Curse Turns Bone Poison Cloud.

The Bone Transformation Poison Cloud, which has been upgraded to a curse, is even more powerful than the real Bone Transformation Poison Cloud. The ordinary bone-turning poison cloud can be frozen with cold air, you try this? The extremely powerful middle-aged man launched three waves of "Ice Condensation" in a row It didn't affect the tornado in the slightest, but fortunately, the tornado dissipated automatically in the end, otherwise I really don't know what would happen.

When the tornado disappeared, the middle-aged man had already stepped into the threshold of the Qianqing Palace with half a foot, he held a sword in his right hand, and a golden mist-like light rippled in the palm of his left hand, spreading out like glass in a circle, and then five beautiful black and blue eyes opened on the fingers of his five fingers, and there seemed to be some kind of invisible cold fluctuation in the air that was manifested, and a glimmer of light flashed in the man's dark green eyes, and he locked on the "assassin" The direction of the escape, just as the ice spirit path exploded under his feet, and the moment he went to chase after him, he suddenly felt a terrifying coldness coming from behind him.

That cold feeling was so familiar, it was the feeling brought by the cold magic skills of the Jianzhou slave he was most familiar with and hated the most in his heart. This is by no means the first time, but for this man, this time today, it must be the last time!

In the process of the terrible chill approaching his back, in a moment that could not be described by milk and electricity, the middle-aged man's heart instantly determined many things, instead of thinking of many things. He didn't have time to start from the beginning, he could only grasp a certain meaning from the chill that came from behind, a meaning that had been hidden and tucked away, and now it was very clear.

"Bastard!" he cursed in his heart, but the moment these two words passed through his throat, they changed their flavor and became high-sounding: "Little thief, where to go"

Ice Spirit Dao, exploded before the chill hit him.

His figure quickly dived into the subspace, even though he didn't know it was the subspace, and then appeared in the spot he had identified, and the sunlight illuminated his form and revealed his face

Xue Wuxian.

Xue Wuxian, who was wearing the uniform of the Sanpin Loyal and Brave General, appeared in front of Du Wuxin, who was wearing the arcane enchanted armor.

He came out of the Ice Spirit Dao and took a second, and this second was enough for Du Wuxin to stop and take out new ammunition from his sleeve.

The fourteen-year-old girl wanted to imitate the boy who brought her faith, but she accidentally became an expert-level grenadier.

It's like the thunder fire in her hand.

Thunder fire, this kind of explosive-like thing, generally speaking, is red, this is its raw materials and refining methods are dead, this kind of consumables, no one will be idle to change the color, and there is no dare to guarantee that the paint will not have any uncontrollable reaction with the ingredients inside, therefore, the round, like the iron gall red thunder fire, has become the common sense of the people in the rivers and lakes, but the thunder fire seed that Du Wuxin took out of his hand is dark green, and it looks like an unripe orange.

Du Wuxin raised Lei Huozi like a demonstration, ready to throw, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the appearance of the middle-aged man clearly, and Xue Wuxian also saw through her disguise at a glance, or rather, even from the shape and movements, he could judge who this girl was.

"It's you!"

The two spoke in unison. When the "enemies" saw each other, they were particularly "red-eyed". The first time Xue Wuxian saw Du Wuxin, it was by chance that he took Fang Tianhang and Wan Jianxin, and Harrow took Du Chuanchang and Du Wuxin. Du Wuxin in Xue Wuxian's memory is the same as Du Chuanchang, a powerful disciple who exists as the heir of the mantle of the Poison Dragon Sect, even though he is not comparable with the characters of the older generation, but among the new generation, he must be outstanding.

In the final analysis, she is a competitor of Fang Tianhang and Wan Jianxin. Now that Fang Tianhang is dead, Wan Jianxin has left the Divine Sword Gate, although Xue Wuxian does not take the Divine Sword Gate to heart, but the reputation of the swordsman is still very important, and he also needs a successor, so as to be worthy of his reputation as the "No. 1 Swordsman of the Imperial Court", and now this reputation is also genuine in Ying Tianfu, but he values it even more.

Xue Wuxian's understanding of the Poisonous Dragon Sect has not been updated, first of all, he didn't know that Harrow, who was mysterious and mysterious on weekdays, had been buried in the feng shui treasure cave outside Gusu City, and secondly, he didn't know that Du Wuxin had already betrayed the Poisonous Dragon Sect and mixed with a group of knights in Xuantian Pavilion. At this time, he thought that Du Wuxin represented the Poison Dragon Sect (in fact, she only represented the magic skills of the Poison Dragon Sect), and of course she also represented the interests of the slaves in Jianzhou.

His early experience may be even more unbearable than Wang Shenhai's, and the shame and pain of being bullied by the official made him have a morbid fear and worship of that black gauze hat, like a patient with severe Stockholm disease. Now that Xue Wuxian has climbed to the position of General Zhonglie, he really poured all his feelings for his family and country and the morality of loyalty into Zhao Jiyue.

It was with this strong and paranoid feeling that Xue Wuxian was full of righteous indignation when he looked at this delicate and lovely little girl, and the long sword in his hand left no room for anything.

"Where did the flies come from, do you dare to walk everywhere!" The Snow-Treading Sword turned into a streamer in the sky, weaving a net and enveloping the little girl.

Lei Huozi came out of his hand, and a green sea of fire exploded under Xue Wuji's feet, and three pillars of fire erupted from the sea of fire, which looked like real magic no matter how you looked at it. The arcane enchanted hell flame exploded with the special poison refined by Du Wuxin, even though Xue Wuxian had used freezing gas to condense a set of ghost needles on his body, he was still hit by the flames sprayed out by the second explosion, not only did the ice armor of his whole body collapse, but even a few scorch marks appeared on the officer's uniform.

With the help of green fire, the toxin invaded his body, and Xu Wuxian first felt a burst of numbness and heat in his body, and then the emptiness of the disappearance of the battle spirit. The Soul Scattering Poison specifically targets the soul energy, and the first to fall when poisoned must be the battle spirit.

Xue Wuxian gritted his teeth, and another air flow suddenly surged in his numb and hot body, this air flow once dominated the world, but now it is lingering, and when it emanates from Xue Wuxian's body, only a thin gang wind has formed around him, and it seems that it may be broken by the cold ice soul qi of the Peiyuan realm at any time, but this gang wind, the real, once brilliant gang wind, can temporarily suppress all the soul scattering poison, so as not to make him lose his combat effectiveness immediately.

And a Xue Wuxian who has not lost his combat effectiveness is definitely not something that Du Wuxin can deal with.

Du Wuxin's cold face, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally showed a little expression, a panicked expression, Xue Wuxian, these three words are simply an insurmountable snow peak for her. She was never ready to do anything with this person, and in front of Xue Wuxian, she would always be a soft little girl hiding behind her master.

But now she has to confront this person head-on, and she is completely inferior in terms of reaction, skill and strength, her strength is not worth mentioning in front of Xue Wuxian at all, in a panic, she even forgot to activate the forced escape device, and was directly trapped by the sword qi in Xue Wuxian's hand.

The sword aura like a wind and snow made her even more panicked and dazed, and she didn't know how to deal with it at all, and Xue Wuxian was already full of murderous intent towards this girl, he was not afraid of offending the Poisonous Dragon Sect, because he still had Emperor Yue behind him, as well as the "entire court", "the orthodoxy of the world", in his heart, Du Wuxin was already the same as those Jianzhou Nuer Imperial Forest Army who held Emperor Yue hostage, he was an abominable ghost.

The long sword really turned into a wind and snow, completely surrounding Du Wuxin, that is not a realm that can be achieved by any divine skill, it is a whirlpool of wind pressure formed by the skill of the long sword itself, the whirlpool trapped Du Wuxin, but there is no way to really hurt her at all, the armor on her body is too hard, Xue Wuxian stabbed out more than three hundred swords in ten breaths, a long sword is full of collapses, and the tiger's mouth is cracked, but it still hasn't shaved off a single hair of the little girl.

Du Wuxin forced herself to calm down within a few breaths after being trapped by the wind and snow, and on the premise that she knew that she would not be injured for the time being, she tried to throw some small triangular darts to resist Xue Wuxian's Snow Treading Traceless Sword, but they were all sunk into the sea, and she couldn't even drive those darts to explode into magical attacks, seeing that Xue Wuxian's swordsmanship was getting more and more urgent, Du Wuxin had no choice but to try to use her soul qi to inspire three blizzards, and then quickly condensed them into three ice shields, blocking Xue Wuxian in front of them.

The swordsmanship driven by Gangfeng immediately revealed its shortcomings, and after the blade slashed into the ice shield, it was as if it had been bitten, and it could not be pulled out quickly, and at this time, there was not much soul qi left in Xue Wuxian's body, and Du Wuxin's soul dispersing poison not only dissipated his soul qi, but even his physical strength had to be dissipated together.

However, Xu Wuxian is an official of the imperial court after all, not only is he strong, but he also has the money to buy some good equipment. He reluctantly pulled out the sword in his hand, pressed his thumb on the hilt, and the long sword immediately changed, and many filaments popped out of it, with his body technique of quickly bypassing the ice shield and Tan Xue's traceless sword technique, it completely turned into a messy cloud of wind and snow with silk threads, trapping Du Wuxin.

At the same time, there was the faint sound of footsteps near the cloister where they were.

"Reinforcements?" Du Wuxin had a bad thought in her heart, she concentrated on preparing to use her mind to forcibly open the "last rescue measures", but she didn't expect Xue Wuxian to hear the footsteps approaching more urgently than her, as if a fisherman was dragging a fishing net. The filaments drilled directly into the joints of the armor under the force of tension, causing the entire armor to hum as if it was about to be overloaded.

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