Peng Yue looked at everything in front of him helplessly, the situation in front of him alone was not something he could understand, a few sergeants who were guarding them fell quietly, but Zhang Yi, who was also a prisoner, did not have the slightest problem.

But now that they were fighting again, it made him wonder what was going on, weren't these people in a group?

"You ......" Peng Yue was still quiet in Shu Ting's arms, but his little brain was not at all restless, he always thought that Zhao Yong's melee combat was already so strong, on the other hand, even if he was strong, he would not be so strong, but everything in front of him completely shocked him, poison cultivation! The most hurtful cultivator of Tianhe, how could it be this child who is only a teenager, a poison cultivator of the Yuan Dan Realm is so strong, so what should they do with ordinary cultivators!

The screams were continuous, but their screams gradually weakened, one by one lying on the ground convulsively, many of them were already dead, but their bodies were still moving, even if they really went to the battlefield, the scene without much blood was even more unbearable.

Peng Yueqiang endured the tumbling in his abdomen, and he could clearly feel that Shu Ting, who was holding him, was also a little trembling, but he still didn't have any intention of stopping Zhao Yong, just looked at the crowd in front of him who were constantly twitching.

He ...... Aren't you afraid?"

"He's just doing this for himself not to be harmed, doing this is just for self-preservation, the poisonous cultivation is too terrible, as long as the people he has seen report to the imperial court, he will definitely not survive......" Shu Ting also had some uncomfortable feelings in her throat, but she still endured and continued to comfort herself and Peng Yue, poisoning him was not the first time she had seen it, but every time it made her feel a sense of shock.

This is not the toxin released by Zhao Yong, but this is the same as Zhao Yong, but his toxin is more complicated, and when he is poisoned, it is not as pure as Xiao Ash.

"Poison?" Zhang Yi watched the bandits who rushed out fall one by one like cutting wheat, but there was almost no fluctuation in his heart, but he was slightly excited, and he didn't even bother to run away, and the real spiritual level cultivator on the other side He saw Fan Changqing alone.

Xiao Ash: It's just a little demon beast that hasn't been transformed, and he won't take such a demon beast in his eyes.

"I thought you had some means, it seems that you just relied on a few more powerful poisons, and I said how did you just let me go, so that's the case. ”

Fan Changqing was treated by him as a dog that didn't bite people, such a cultivator he needed to be vigilant but didn't need to pay too much attention, his strength was not in Zhang Yi's eyes at all, this was something he already knew in prison.

Is poison ineffective against him? Zhao Yong frowned slightly, his strongest attack method now was poison, he knew very well how miserable he would be once he was restrained, otherwise he would not have worked hard to cultivate the Shangdantian Yuan Dan, which had not grown for a long time.

"Ash is going to help Changqing, remember that it's best to kill him with one blow. ”

The crimson snake disappeared into his sleeve in a few breaths, and then appeared in Fan Changqing's hand.

Zhang Yi has a treasure against poison? This is something Fan Changqing has never heard of, but he will not flinch in the slightest because of this, Zhao Yong is not only a simple means of poison, his contract beast is a good combat power, it is a really powerful spirit level demon beast.

Since the emperor has the intention to release these criminals, he has absolute confidence that he can deal with them, although there is a gap between these people, the gap is not too big.

Maybe Zhang Yi was a little stronger, but he also saw the red little snake that suddenly disappeared in the young man's hand but suddenly appeared in Fan Changqing's sleeve, even he didn't know how the little snake moved, and the fear made him fearful, but he was on par with Fan Changqing, with chaotic attacks and gorgeous combat skills, this is the way ordinary spiritual level cultivators should fight.

Hand-to-hand combat is so boring, and the attack between fists and feet even requires that the sound be reduced as much as possible, how can there be such a formation, for a while, Peng Yue was a little stunned, he wanted to look at it again, but there was a palm blocking in front of him.

"You ......"

Peng Yue looked at this kid who was more than half a head shorter than himself, a child who was only fourteen years old blocked his vision like an old man, he couldn't remember the first time he felt that this kid was simply an old man's reincarnation.

"How does it feel?"

"Are you talking about your strength or ......?"

"Both. ”

"Very strong, I didn't expect your real strength to be much stronger than what you revealed, if you used poison at that time, I wouldn't even be able to take a move, but I'm curious that it's not fun for you to go to Datang with a poison cultivator, once your identity is exposed, even if you are strong in alchemy, you have to meet death." And do you think that if you kill a few of them, the military will really turn a blind eye?"

Peng Yue said everything he wanted to say in one breath, and he also broke free of Shu Ting's arm, he looked at this child younger than himself with pride, this child who made him lose face in the Yecheng military.

"You want to know the reason?" Zhao Yong smiled instead, "Do you think I can't think of these things that you can think of?" These people will only die when I see you, and there are still a few of them left in the entire Yecheng military, but it's because I saw you." ”

"See me?"

Peng Yue frowned and seemed to not understand what Zhao Yong was saying, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, "You mean that the current Yecheng army is over?!"

A sword suddenly rested on Zhao Yong's neck, Peng Yue's expression was slightly hideous, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that although it was not a powerful army, it would be wiped out overnight, but everything in front of him was still really displayed in front of him, the four spiritual level cultivators fell to the ground unconscious before they knew what was happening, and the countless ordinary people who rushed down with shouting all fell to the ground.

The kung fu of poison cultivation and poison making is all first-class, and what they are better at is poisoning silently, so that you don't know how you died, although the poison with the volatile surname will not kill the spirit level cultivators, it can interfere with their strength is still very simple.

There are very few poisonous cultivators in the world, and those who can cultivate to the point where they are a threat to spiritual level cultivators are even rarer, and when he encounters such a powerful poisonous cultivator, what can he do except accept his fate.

"You'd better put these things down, I'm going to kill you before you swing your sword. Zhao Yong said very casually, and casually pushed the sword around his neck away, "The death of several of them is really because of you, because I saw a look similar to me, if you don't escort us, I will also find a way to take you." ”

"My eyes?" Peng Yue was puzzled, the sword in his hand was already hanging by his side, his eyes were full of puzzlement, he and this fourteen-year-old child had only met a few times, and the other party actually said that he understood him, which made him incomprehensible.

"It's a little similar, but you're a little confused, you don't know what you should do, you want to change something but you don't dare or don't want to, am I right?"

Zhao Yong is not a stargazer, but his understanding of eyes similar to himself is so profound, Peng Yue is really similar to him, but there is less hatred and more confusion.

Peng Yue looked at the child in front of him in disbelief, "I really don't know what to do, I came to join the army for the sake of serving the country and the glory in my heart, but until now what I see is only disappointing, so I really don't know what I should do......"

Even if he is in his twenties, Peng Yue is just a child, he has no relatives and can only bear the grievances himself, but now he has a catharsis, and tears suddenly came down, "I am an orphan, I have accepted the help of Datang since I was a child, and I have been determined to dedicate everything for the glory of Datang since I was a child." ”

"I have the talent and the privilege of joining one of the strongest armies, Kamui, who was originally a cultivator who was absolutely loyal to the king and put down rebellions or enemies for the king, but now he has been reduced to a tool to kill the discordant voices in the court, and there are many must-kill lists in Kamui that are true loyalists, so I voluntarily applied to fight in the border army. ”

"But what catches my eye is a large number of refugees who want to rescue here, and all the officers and officials turn a blind eye, which makes me really shaken a little, is this Datang really the Datang I swore allegiance to? I ......"

Peng Yue's face was wet with tears, and he couldn't stop crying, venting the depression that had accumulated in his heart for a long time.