Chapter 22

Lin Hao saw that the masked woman suddenly fell, and the wind fire burst bullet in his hand fell out, and he hurriedly grabbed it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info shook the masked woman, only to see that her eyes were blank, and the whole person was groggy.

"I'm so dizzy, I don't have the strength anymore. The masked woman snorted under her breath.

At this time, Lin Hao found that a thorn mark appeared on the masked woman's calf, and after a few glances at the ground, he found a scorpion crawling towards the green-haired middle-aged, and then climbed along the clothes onto the green-haired middle-aged hand.

The green-haired middle-aged man figured out the scorpion in his palm, looked at the four of them with a wicked smile, and his disciples surrounded them again.

The aristocratic young man stepped forward to see the masked woman's state and shouted at the green-haired middle-aged man, "What have you done!

The green-haired middle-aged man laughed lewdly: "Don't worry, she's fine, it's just dizzy for a while, and she will recover after time." I'm going to capture her alive, how could I poison her!"

"But you guys, there's no need to capture them alive!

At this time, because of the arrival of the green-haired middle-aged man in the medical hall, a group of people were watching, and seeing that the two sides were about to move, the pharmacist of the medical hall hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Then the green-haired middle-aged man grabbed the pharmacist's throat and lifted him up, "Do you still want to be nosy?" the pharmacist blushed and shook his head with his legs and struggles.

The green-haired middle-aged man threw the pharmacist into the hall with a flick of his hand. shouted at the onlookers: "Get out of the way for me, or I'll solve it together!"

The crowd roared out. Clapping his hands, he stepped forward and pointed at the four of them, "Up!" The disciples rushed up.

Lin Hao supported the masked woman, looked at the group of Five Poison Sect disciples who rushed towards him, and asked the two noble young men, "You two should be able to stop these warriors, right?"

The guard turned pale and replied with a cough: "As long as the green-haired middle-aged man doesn't stop it, there is no problem at all." ”

Lin Hao's jaw: "Then I'll trouble you." Looking at the aristocratic youth on the side, "Well, you should be able to protect her, right?" Lin Hao was very distrustful of the aristocratic youth.

The aristocratic young man's face was embarrassed, and when he heard Lin Hao's inquiry, he hurriedly nodded: "No problem!"

Lin Hao put the masked woman to the ground: "Okay, you can protect her here." Then he clenched the wind and fire cracker in his palm, got up and walked towards the green-haired middle-aged man.

"You're going to deal with the green-haired middle-aged man yourself! he's a six-rank martial king!" the guard exclaimed, ready to stop.

And the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect had already attacked in front of him. In an ordinary way, these samurai warriors only need to release the momentum of the warrior king, and they can oppress them and make them unable to move.

Now it is difficult to operate even a layer of mystery, and it is really embarrassing to be provoked by these little people who usually disdain to take it seriously. The guards waved their arms, and the Xuan Qi gathered in their palms, and with each wave, three or five people were slapped away.

However, these Five Poison Sect disciples didn't care, completely ignoring the people who were sent flying, and rushed towards the guards. And do everything you can, poisons, secret weapons, and occult techniques are used against the guards.

Grabbing ears, pulling hair, attacking the lower body, slapping the chest, all kinds of means emerge in endlessly. What's more, they stabbed their chrysanthemums with sticks! This group of people was extremely shameless, and they did not look like warriors at all.

The guard couldn't bear it, and took a sharp breath, suppressed the discomfort of his body, and the Xuan Qi ran rapidly, and the violent Xuan Qi surged out of his body, and the powerful oppression spread to the surroundings. The surrounding Five Poison Sect disciples fell to the ground one after another after being photographed by the guards Xuanqi, looking terrified.

The guard let out a light breath, and the corners of his mouth rose to look at the scene in front of him, revealing a look of satisfaction.

The green-haired middle-aged Tie had a blue face, looking at the fallen disciple full of anger, and was about to step forward to take matters into his own hands, when he saw a strange flush on the guard's face, and he snorted, and a bloodshot flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The guards caressed their chests and only felt sore, they had been attacked by so many poison hidden weapons, although they were just some hidden weapon poisons that did not enter the stream, and the body of the Martial King didn't care at all, but they were originally injured by the Martial Emperor, and now they were fighting with this group of people, and they used the strength of the Martial King to force the injuries, and their bodies couldn't support the backlash.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect hurriedly beckoned everyone and rushed forward without hesitation!

At this moment, the guards were not as easy as before, and it often took two or three palms to knock one person away, and the person who was knocked away would fall to the ground and curl up for a while before rushing towards the guard again.

These more than 100 Five Poison Sect disciples were completely desperate, and they frantically pounced on the three of them. The aristocratic youth is only the strength of a martial artist, blocking everyone in front of the masked woman, if it weren't for the guards on the side, I am afraid that the aristocratic youth would have been killed by this group of people.

How could the aristocratic young man in brocade clothes and jade food have ever seen such a crazy scene, even the Martial Emperor is high, and he will kill most people with one blow. Although it is bloody and indifferent, it is also above board and outstanding.

And the gang of people in front of them have no dignity of martial artists at all, they are clearly a group of ruffians and have no bottom line. The aristocratic youth hurriedly fought back.

Lin Hao came to the green-haired middle-aged man, with a smile on his calm little face.

The green-haired middle-aged man squinted at Lin Hao in front of him: "Boy, what are you doing in front of me! Believe it or not, I'll slap you to death!" said the green-haired middle-aged man arrogantly.

Lin Hao pursed his lips and said lightly at the green-haired middle-aged man: "Don't make trouble for your sect! There are some people you can't afford to offend!"

"Joke! I, Zheng Sha Chalm, have really not been afraid of anyone since I became the Seven Elders of the Five Poisons Sect! You little ghost scare me in front of me! My dignified Martial King will still be afraid of a few of you. ”

As he spoke, he raised his palm and grabbed Lin Hao's throat. "You little ghost still dare to appear in front of me, it's not a small courage!" Zheng Xucheng sneered, "I also brought the wind fire burst bomb! just give me a collection, for the sake of the wind fire burst bomb, I won't kill you!"

Lin Hao's footsteps stepped back, just out of the palm of Zheng Sha's hand.

Zheng Xu's face turned cold: "Little ghost, dare to hide! Then don't live!"

The dark green Xuan Qi was churning in the palm of his hand, and Zheng Sha Cymbal slapped Lin Hao mercilessly.

"Drink!"

The palm of his hand slapped straight down towards the top of Lin Hao's head, and the dark green Xuan Qi enveloped Lin Hao.

PS: ←_← protagonist Lin Ritian, who can be the enemy in the world

Well, let's talk about the aristocratic youth. For him, the Martial Emperor is high and panicked. Turning over his hands to determine life and death is what he dreams of.

And that group of Five Poisons Sect disciples were like mad dogs, not like martial artists at all, and a group of people with no bottom line. For him, the original world was noble and proud among the nobles, and there would be such a mighty and extraordinary martial emperor in the future, but he never knew that there would be such a group of warriors, living so humbly and crazy. has no talent and no resources, so he is so blank under the protection of a small sect for them to drive.

PS2: What did I write above? I had my brain pumping today.

PS3: I'm not a PS Dead Star.