"Who are you to dare to hinder my Poison God Valley!"

The yellow-shirted man looked at the blue-shirted young man who walked out slowly and said, although he was trapped, he was not panicked, because he found that the power of this magic circle was average, and with his cultivation at the peak of the early stage of Jindan, it was not difficult to break it.

Moreover, the cultivation of the person on the opposite side seemed to be on the seventh layer of the foundation.

The blue-shirted young man was naturally Zhang Liang who couldn't stand it, and the three guys on the other side killed people, and they also said that they would help take care of each other's sister, which was a little too enthusiastic.

Liu Lang, who had been poisoned, glanced at Zhang Liang and hurriedly said, "This fellow Daoist... Ahem, you'd better get out of here, they... It's all some vicious people who kill people without blinking, and you don't... Not their opponent at all!"

Zhang Liang smiled at Liu Lang and said, "Since I'm here, it's natural to think about it clearly, you don't have to worry about it, but it's your poison... Can you fix it yourself?"

Liu Lang took out a white porcelain bottle from the storage bag, poured out some powder from the place where it was bitten by the Red Lian Snake, took out another brown pill, swallowed it, and said, "I can solve this Red Lian Snake Venom, but I can't use a trace of True Qi within half an hour..."

Zhang Liang waved his hand and said, "Then it's not a big problem... Also, do you have any extra flying swords there?"

Hearing this question, Liu Lang was stunned.

Even the three disciples of the Poison God Valley on the opposite side were all scorched by thunder, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Sikong Chanyue, who was hiding in the shadows, laughed when she heard it, she was the first time she saw the disciple of Wanjian Mountain, and she borrowed a flying sword from others with a shy face, and he was embarrassed to say this kind of thing.

After a while, Liu Lang was the first to react, nodded, and said, "I have a surplus flying sword here, but it can only be regarded as a medium-grade magic weapon." Then, he took out a blue flying sword from the storage bag.

"Medium-grade magic weapon, it's enough!"

Zhang Liang smiled, took the blue flying sword from Liu Lang's hand, and found that there was no trace of being sacrificed on it, only to see that he integrated his divine sense into it, and the sacrifice was completed in less than a moment, and suddenly, a feeling of heart-to-heart connection appeared in his heart.

This sword, although it is not as familiar as his natal flying sword, but after some sacrifice, it can also be used normally, just like the Seven Star Disk.

"Hmph, a guy in the foundation building period, pretending to be a ghost for the grandfathers here, looking for death!" Among the other two disciples of the Poison God Valley, the fatter one snorted coldly, and with a wave of his sleeve, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a black nail shot towards Zhang Liang.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful, this is a soul nail, and it is highly poisonous!"

Liu Lang hurriedly reminded that after he was bitten by the Chilian snake, he couldn't use a trace of true qi, so he had to shout loudly.

"Soul Spike!"

Zhang Liang's eyes froze, and then he pinched the trick with his left hand, and the flying sword in his hand slashed in the air, knocking the black nail to the ground. When he looked closely, he saw that the top of the nail had some green luster flashing, which was obviously highly poisonous.

"Haha, Zhou Tai, you can't do this at all!"

The skinny guy next to the fat man couldn't help but sneer, looking at their appearance, it seemed that they didn't fight less on weekdays.

The fat man Zhou Tai glared at the thin man, and then said to Zhang Liang: "You kid, your eyes are very good, it's just that you can split one soul nail, what about the three!" Before the words fell, I saw him wave his long sleeves, and three black shadows flew out in an instant, shooting towards Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang stared at the three flying black shadows with his eyes like torches, and then quickly slashed out three swords, only to hear the three sounds of 'Ding Ding Ding', and three black soul nails fell to the ground.

This is the power of cultivating the Spirit Sword Duel to perfection, although it is only the introductory sword technique of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, but after it is truly mastered, it can also be used against the enemy!

"Hahaha, Zhou Tai, are you lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot? I'm laughing to death!" the thin man laughed heartily, and even some tears could be seen between his eyes, which showed how dedicated he was smiling.

"Sun Xi, you can do it, you can go up!"

Zhou Tai was obviously dissatisfied, he couldn't understand, the guy opposite, obviously as for the cultivation of the foundation building period, how could he so easily cut off his famous stunt Soul Death Nail, and he also cut off three shots at once.

The thin young man Sun Xi sneered, then took a step forward and said, "Hehe, I'll go up, I'll go up, so that you can see what the real Poison God Valley Dao Method is!"

While speaking, Sun Xi had already taken out a black box, and after opening it, he saw that he stretched out his right index finger and used a knife to make a cut, blood oozed out and dripped into the box, followed by a buzzing sound.

"Be careful, this is a poisonous royal bee, it is big and poisonous, if you are stung by it, your life will be in danger!" Liu Lang said with some concern, the strength of this Taoist friend was a little beyond his expectations, after all, Zhou Tai's soul nail, even if he was not easy to deal with, it was directly shot down by the other party.

After a yellow poisonous bee the size of half a palm flew out, Zhang Liang finally understood why this Sun Xi was as thin as a stick, and it turned out that he often fed this poisonous bee with his own blood, so it was strange that he was not thin!

After the poisonous bee was full, he quickly confirmed his target, dragged his body the size of half a palm, turned into a phantom, and flew towards Zhang Liang quickly.

"It's... It's illogical!"

Zhang Liang muttered in a low voice, such a huge poisonous bee is so fast, it is like a phantom, it is difficult to judge its location.

"Hehe, this time, I'll see how you deal with it!"

Sun Xi couldn't help but laugh twice, the poisonous royal bee was his most precious poison, with its help, even if he was a monk in the middle stage of the Jindan, he could calmly escape, and it was really useless to deal with this kid in the foundation building period.

Zhou Tai, the fat man on the side, was very unaccustomed to Sun Xi's sassy face, wasn't it just a coincidence that he met a poisonous royal bee that was still a larvae, and then fed it with his own blood to the point of heart-to-heart communication?

However, there is one thing he has to admit.

This poisonous royal bee is indeed a rare poison, not only extremely fast, but also very poisonous, and there is no problem at all in dealing with the monks in the early stage of Jindan.

It seems that the young man in the blue shirt is going to be unlucky.

Just when Zhou Tai whispered silent mourning for Zhang Liang in his heart, what happened in front of him completely subverted his cognition.

He only saw the blue-shirted young man raise the sword in his hand, stab it lightly and freely, and... Then the queen bee did not move, and stopped there waiting to be stabbed by the other party.

The picture of the flying sword passing through the body of the poisonous bee was too beautiful, Zhou Taidu was a little unbearable to look at it, he felt that there was a little problem with the object of his silent mourning, he involuntarily turned his head and looked at Sun Xi who was vomiting blood and tears next to him. 8)