Chapter 45: The Way of the Sword, the Crow Talisman, and the Poison
"Zheng!"
The sword shook slightly, and there was a sword roar and a soft groan, ethereal and distant, as if it echoed from the years.
Ren Qiong looked at this sword weapon, and his eyes changed.
He thought of something, after all, someone had only introduced him in the morning.
"Big brother is really hidden...... Are you a sword cultivator? β
"I don't know, how is it better than the likes of 'Fat Tiger' and 'Gray Snake'?"
Ren Qiong was curious, and at the same time he shook his body.
His coat and fur were woven from crow feathers, and I don't know how much effort it took.
Each crow feather is carefully selected and soaked in a lot of special medicinal liquids.
It doesn't look very remarkable, but when it comes to a critical time...... That would be scary.
At this moment, there was a spiritual light flowing on this big piece, like water waves, rippling endlessly.
"Sword cultivation? I don't even know if it's or not. Li Er chuckled, "Have you ever seen me such a slippery sword cultivator?" I don't think so, right? β
"I'm just a halfway monk...... However, I do have a three-point talent for swordsmanship. β
"Whether it's a fat tiger or a gray snake, if they dare to stand still and let me cut it, I won't use a second sword to kill them."
He's confident.
There is confidence that you can kill these people.
"But no one can be that stupid."
Li Er suddenly sighed, "Everyone has their own strengths, surpassing their opponents in strengths does not mean anything, the real fight is changing rapidly, and there will never be a definite result." β
"Just like before, the three sticks of the fat tiger smashed down...... What's the use of me carrying this sword? If you don't dare to dodge, I'll be gone with a stick. β
"I struck first, and he died; He strikes first, and I die. β
"As for the 'Grey Serpent'...... My style of play was a bit restrained by him. β
"But it's poisonous and disgusting, and if you don't do it, you will end up together."
"Besides, the Grey Snake won't give me a chance to fight alone......"
"So, I can only deter."
Li Er held up a finger.
"A sword!"
He looked at Ren Qiong, "I can make a sword!" β
"The grace of this sword, I have the confidence to deter those people from breathing."
Li Er was very serious, "Are you sure about these few breaths?" β
"Bring out a whole corpse for Fat Tiger?"
Ren Qiong's expression suddenly became extremely serious, "Yes!" β
As soon as he flicked his body, it was already full of energy, and it collapsed in an instant!
Every crow feather, flowing with spiritual light, flies freely in the heavens and the earth.
They circulate the wind and dust, wandering in the moonlight, gathering the moonlight, unpredictable, dreamy.
"Whoa!"
It's like thousands of crows taking to the sky, bringing a declaration of death to the world!
Those crow feathers are specially made, each piece is equivalent to a piece of fine rune paper, which is used by Ren Qiong as a fulcrum, calmly writing spirit runes, drawing cloud patterns, prying the power of heaven and earth, and realizing the miracle of dreams.
The number of crow feathers is the number of spirit runes.
But that's not the end!
These crow feathers are still connected with each other, soaring into the air, and deducing the subtlety of the formation!
If Ren Ling was here, he wouldn't be surprised...... Her brother actually knows how to form a formation?!
And it's not the average would!
Even if it is not as good as the young man's Tianzong genius in the rune path, he is still a little Tianjiao!
At this moment, there were countless faint streamers surging under Ren Qiong's eyes, arranging the gossip of the nine palaces, as if to calculate the world thoroughly.
Li Er glanced at Ren Qiong like this, and also felt a little pressure.
"It seems that you are not bad either."
He smiled, "Then, let's do it!" β
As the words fell, the sword had been lifted and placed in front of him.
He pointed at it, and the word "Qingyuan" shone brightly.
Suddenly, a long howl sounded, and a sword light lit up, shining into the stratus clouds in the sky, suddenly like the light of day, tearing apart the gloomy world!
"Boom!"
The sword roared faintly, breaking through all kinds of invisible things, like a thunderbolt, cutting through the atmosphere and breaking the shackles.
Li Er has disappeared.
There was only one sword light left, brilliant and terrifying, illuminating the ten directions of heaven and earth, soaring into the sky, like a meteor cutting through the sky, sweeping all bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods with unstoppable might!
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"What do you say you are provoking me?"
The "Gray Snake" was standing in front of the bleeding fat tiger, sneering proudly.
All heroic and arrogant bones will be broken and broken.
Even if you don't accept it?
Crush the bones, no matter how proud the bones exist, they can't hold it up!
The fat tiger originally broke half of his body, but at this moment, his whole body was broken, and the broken bones and stubble pierced the flesh and blood, like a puddle of mud.
"Isn't it good to obediently accept my squeezing?"
"Still resisting?"
"Matched?"
The gray snake sneered and beckoned to the younger brother, "Go, take off his mask and paint his true face." β
"Afterwards, I went to check and saw how many people there were in his family......"
"Kill them all, send them down to accompany him, and it is just right to cut the grass and eradicate the roots."
The Grey Snake is a particular person.
said that if you kill the whole family, you will kill the whole family, and you also understand the truth of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.
"Great!"
A dogleg immediately stepped forward and took off the mask for the fat tiger.
The next moment, the dog's legs were trembling all over his body, and he couldn't help but go backwards.
- Scared!
Because what did he see?
A bloody face!
The skin of the face was torn off and the facial bones were frustrated...... This disfigurement is completely disfigured!
And the wound that is still very fresh, silently explains the truth.
It just happened!
It was destroyed with his own hands!
What a terrible will!
Want to trace the origin?
Don't even think about it!
"Ho...... Ho ho ......"
Fat Tiger only has the strength to breathe, but he can make people hear the ridicule in it.
"Dangchang!"
The mask fell, and the dog-legged little brother's hands trembled, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
It was as if he had seen an evil spiritβfor a wicked man like him.
"Ahh
He screamed, turned and ran.
Just before he could take two steps, he was grabbed by the neck by a big hand and lifted him into the air.
"Who made you run!"
The gray snake drank violently, like a catharsis after being provoked, "A dead dog, what is there to be afraid of!" β
"How strong is he!"
"What if you don't fear death!"
"He's lying on the ground right now, like a lump of mud, like a piece of, anyone can step on two feet!"
He roared, "Go! β
"Pick up your knife!"
"Chop this lump of mud into meat foam for me!"
The gray snake shook it hard, and the dog-legged little brother who fled in embarrassment was thrown to the ground, coughing loudly.
"Let's all move!"
The gray snake shouted, "Pick up the knife for me!" β
"I'll break him to pieces!"
His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, eerie.
After the order was completed, he took a few steps forward, walked in front of the fat tiger, squatted down, stared fiercely at the bloody and blurred head, and spoke like gritted teeth, vicious and vicious.