Chapter Twenty-Eight: Both Lose

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Like a wounded beast, Situ Nan dragged his stump leg to rise up, and the incomparably pure Netherworld Fighting Qi in the sea of qi turned into a violent force in an instant. The two daggers were thrown out, like his two dark cold stars, and shot straight towards Cold Moon Dance's chest.

"Bell ~ Bell" Leng Yuewu's face remained unchanged, she put away her sword and returned to defense, and picked up two daggers. However, she didn't notice the two subtle, invisible, dark needles that followed behind the dagger.

Hiss~

Two dark needles, with the blessing of Situ Nan's extremely strong explosive power, broke through Cold Moon Dance's protective qi and nailed it into her shoulder blades. Rao is a cultivator like the Cold Moon Dance, and he can't help but feel numb, and he stumbles and falls to the ground. The poison on the needle quickly spread in all directions along her blood meridians. With a chill in his heart, he hurriedly activated his cold ice fighting qi to seal it to stop the invasion of poison.

But this was not the limit of Situ Nan's killing move, and in the end, another dark black projectile shot out. Leng Yuewu suppressed the poison on the side, and picked up the sword on the other. Admittedly, her swordsmanship was indeed outstanding, and she easily picked the galloping small projectile.

However, with Situ Nan's cunning and despicability, how could this thing be so simple? As soon as the projectile touched the sword, it exploded with a bang, and a strange peach-colored mist enveloped the cold moon dance.

In normal times, this kind of poisonous mist is afraid that it will not be able to deal with the Cold Ice Sword Saint Cold Moon Dance, after all, with her cultivation, she can completely close the seven orifices and pores, and she can easily dodge it. However, at this time, the Cold Moon Dance was originally after a fierce battle, and a lot of fighting energy was consumed, plus most of the fighting energy had to resist the poisonous needle, and the whole body could no longer be so thorough.

After the red mist strangely invaded the pores of her body, it made Leng Yuewu's delicate body suddenly numb, and she actually felt some limbs weak. I couldn't help but be horrified, what kind of poison was this? It was so powerful, you must know that with her saint-level cultivation, her physical fitness had already far surpassed that of mortals, and ordinary poisons could not erode her superhuman-like physique at all.

After doing all this, Situ Nan laughed wildly and struggled to stand up, his face full of excitement and obscenity: "Leng Yue Dance, Leng Yue Dance, you slut also have today, chasing me for thousands of miles, how many wounds have you left on my body? Didn't Lao Tzu just play with your three outer disciples and one inner disciple? Are you worthy of working so hard with Lao Tzu? How about it, do you feel that your body has become weak and your limbs are weak now? The blood flow has accelerated, and your body has gradually become hot? Haha, don't struggle, it's useless to struggle. Tell you, this is Lao Tzu collected the seven kinds of silver medicine in the world and refined it into the Seven Emotions Harmony Dispersion. Not to mention that you cut off your carnal desires because of your cultivation of the Moon Cold Divine Skill, even if you are a natural stone girl, after a while, you will crawl over like a bitch and beg Lao Tzu to fuck you. ”

Leng Yuewu's eyes showed a strong anger: "Despicable and shameless." ”

"Yes, I'm mean, I'm shameless. Situ Nan smirked and said, "I stole the saint Situ Nan, and I have never claimed to be a righteous gentleman. Yo, look at the way you grit your teeth, do you want to bite me? Hehe, yes, after a while, I'll let you help me bite it, haha. The palace master of the Moon Cold Palace, the holy land of the fighting spirit, the Ice Sword Saint, and the existence admired by tens of thousands of people. After a while, she will help me blow the flute like a silver ~ swinging, and be happy under Lao Tzu's crotch, and moan tactfully. It's cool to think about, I'm willing to do it even if I'm a ghost. ”

"Hmph, even if I die, I won't let you succeed. Leng Yuewu's long eyelashes trembled, and the cold wind blew up the veil, revealing half of a beautiful goddess, slightly reddened face. At the same time, she is constantly using her fighting energy to eliminate all kinds of toxins in her body. But just think about it, how can a character of the level of a thief be so easy to crack the two poisons that he is regarded as a hole card?

"Haha, death, cold moon dance, death is not the most terrible. Situ Nan's face was distorted with a smile: "Even if you die, I will enjoy your body in various ways." Then I stripped you naked, and found a place with the most people to hang up, tsk, how about Tianlan Yanjing? Uh, you don't like it? Why don't you hang it at the door of your Cold Moon Palace. ”

Such perverted and murderous words made Leng Yuewu feel cold and numb in her heart, and she scolded angrily and grieflessly: "Situ Nan, what do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything!" Situ Nan laughed cheekily: "As long as you Ice Sword Saint don't move, you're going to commit suicide." Obediently let me it once, and after one night, I'll let you go. Promise not to take the initiative to pester you in the future. ”

"Bastard, don't you think. Leng Yuewu wanted to kill him with a sword, but under the weakness of his limbs, most of his fighting qi had to be used to resist the invasion of two toxins. That kind of thought is only heartfelt and powerless.

"Hehe, I know what you're worried about. It must be that I am afraid that after a night of pleasure, I will not fulfill my promise. The thief saint Situ Nan looked like he had insight into people's hearts, and said with a sneer: "If that's the case, Leng Yuewu, you will underestimate me too much." I may not be as good as you in fighting. But I have been to countless women in my life, but I have never been to two nights alone. There are many beautiful women in the world, even if you are a special Ice Sword Master, I will not make an exception for you to entangle you to pamper you one more time......"

"You ......" Cold Ice Sword Saint Leng Yue Wu was so angry that he raised his eyebrows angrily, this Situ Nan was already shameless to the extreme. Although her fighting skills are superb, in terms of fighting mouths, she can't compare with the old fritter thief saint at all. The reason why I talked to him so much was just to delay some time, and I wanted to use my strong fighting spirit to unravel the poison.

But what made Leng Yuewu's heart more and more chilling was that she tried her best, but she could only suppress the two extremely difficult poisons from attacking. Moreover, that kind of suppression is still getting out of control at a speed of bit by bit.

She didn't know that the thief Saint Situ Nan was also delaying time, waiting for the silver medicine and poison in her body to attack together. stimulated her with so many words, one is to have a quick headache. Second, it is better to divide her gods, so that she cannot resist the poison with all her strength. Besides, he was also secretly scolding the Ice Sword Saint for his power, and the power of a sword struck out of the Extremely Cold Realm was really exaggerated. So far, there is no sign of thawing in the whole leg. And his netherworld fighting spirit wanted to be resolved, but he was also resisted.

This woman's vindictiveness is too pure and domineering. It's been so long, why hasn't the silver poison in her body flareed up? Moreover, he is still guarding against some other things, such as the two people hiding in the pile of rocks more than a dozen feet away.

Not to mention that these two people have their own thoughts, but the thunder lurking on the side is very anxious. The two on the opposite side competed, and if Leng Yuewu won, then the vitality of the two of them would increase greatly. After all, the Moon Cold Palace is a holy place for vindictiveness, and although those women have a strange temper, they still boast of justice.

And if Situ Nan wins, I'm afraid that with his surname and behavior style, he and Zuo Qianqian will definitely not have a good end. Even if he went to the Holy Rank with a lame leg, it was still a Saint Rank, and it would be extremely difficult for him to defeat him.

Now, the only thing to rely on is the twelve thousand-machine crossbows in his hand. The thousand-machine crossbow is a thing that is fast and penetrating, making it impossible to guard against. Twelve of them are all wound.

Although the battle has been fierce so far, those two Saint-rank powerhouses haven't even looked this way. But Lei Qing had every reason to believe that with the strength of their two holy ranks, he and Zuo Qianqian would definitely not be able to hide it from them.

The reason why I don't care is probably because the strength of the two of them is too low, and in the eyes of the other party, they are just two little ants, so I don't need to care.

But now that the situation has changed abruptly, Situ Nan and Leng Yuewu seem to have a bit of a lose-lose posture. Ants, on the other hand, seem to be a potential threat.

Situ Nan was a little unbearable, because just now he saw Leng Yuewu taking a pill, and it seemed that there was a faint intention to suppress the poison. With a roll of his eyes, he laughed: "Little brother and little girl over there, have you two seen enough, right? Why don't you come and talk together?"

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