As Zhao Meiwen's figure retreated, from the cabin, a large group of beggar disciples poured out like a tide, they were armed with spears and short sticks, divided into two groups, one group wrapped Zhao Meiwen tightly, and the other group formed a human wall, blocking in front of Han Ping'er.

"Master Han, I'll give you another chance!" Zhao Meiwen's crisp voice came from the crowd, "Be a friend, the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance is still yours, be an enemy, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this Dongting Lake today!" ”

Han Ping'er smiled indifferently and said, "Just these stinky fish and rotten shrimps? I'm afraid I won't be able to stop me! ”

"Giggles, Han Gongzi, do you really think that the Nine Insects and Nine Flowers Demon Sound Poison that I have painstakingly developed for decades is such a little ability? Look behind you! ”

Hearing this, Han Ping'er's face changed, and when he looked behind him, he found that Bian Leshan, who had been pierced through the chest by the Kunlun Sword just now, stood up strangely.

At this time, the blood stains on his body had solidified, turning into brown and red, and his long hair was dancing wildly, coupled with his already terrifying face, he was like a devil who had climbed up from hell!

"Everything is everything, things must be reversed, although the Nine Flowers and Nine Insects Demon Sound Poison will bring life worries to the poisoned, but on the contrary, it can also greatly improve the poisoner's martial arts talent, and make the poisoner obtain extremely strong vitality, I don't know the reason, but this may be the price of becoming stronger......" Zhao Meiwen's voice came.

These words not only shocked Han Ping'er, but even the heroes of the rivers and lakes were shocked!

There is such a strange poison in the world, and there is such a bizarre thing!

They watched Bianleshan being killed by Han Ping'er, but at this moment, this guy could still stand up!

Isn't this immortal?

They were all poisoned by this Nine Flowers and Nine Insects, but at the moment, they felt mixed blessings.

And the traders such as Mo Xiaobai who volleyed in the air also looked incredible.

Diao Yaoji said: "This poison is too terrifying, isn't it?" What a situation! How can a dead person be resurrected? Play Lai! ”

Hu Batong said: "I don't know, this is just a martial arts world, do you want to be so outrageous......"

Mo Xiaobai was also shocked in his heart, but Bianleshan's strange phenomenon at this time perfectly explained why the light of fate on their bodies flickered on and flickered!

Bright, that is, because of the poisonous sound of the nine flowers and nine insects in the body, its own vitality is thriving and it is not easy to die; And the gloom is also because of the Nine Flowers and Nine Insects Demon Sound Poison in the body, once you can't eat the antidote before the poison occurs, you will die.

But as Hu Batong said just now, this plane is just a small world of martial arts, how could such a fantasy and strange thing appear here?

Mo Xiaobai only felt that a gap had been opened in the fog in front of him, but a large area of dense fog came over, covering that gap tightly.

……

Han Ping'er, who was on the boat downstairs, was briefly shocked and accepted the facts in front of him.

It's not that he adapts quickly, it's just that although this Bianle Mountain is "alive" at this time, he has no mind, Mu Mu Nene, even his actions have become extremely slow, and he is only more than ten meters away from Han Ping'er, and he didn't walk for a long time.

"Immortal?" Han Ping'er snorted coldly, walked up quickly, and kicked this guy off the boat with one kick.

There was already a giant crocodile swimming around the building boat, and when they saw the delicious food, they rushed up and feasted on it......

At the same time, one of the traders, seeing the mutated Bianle Mountain being eaten by a group of crocodiles, lowered his head and muttered to himself, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Damn, sure enough, as Senior Zhao said, the world ceiling of this side is too low, and this corpse man is subject to the Heavenly Dao, and he can't exert his true strength at all." ”

……

"What are you still doing! If Han Ping'er escapes from this Dongting Lake today, none of you will survive! Zhao Meiwen's voice suddenly sounded.

A number of second- and third-rate sects in the rivers and lakes also came back to their senses at this time.

Including Shangguan Xian, the leader of the Money Gang, Tang Dazong, the head of the Tangjiabao Fort, Jin Tangzhong, the head of the Daqi Gang, the four elders of the Beggar Gang and a number of head gang leaders, one or two hundred people, all jumped on the boat, plus the disciples of the Beggar Gang who were on the boat before, and immediately surrounded Han Ping'er.

There is really no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

But although there are many people and the momentum is immense, no one dares to take a step forward.

The tragic situation of Bianle Mountain before was haunted in everyone's hearts, this Han Ping'er's martial arts were unfathomable, but no one dared to take the lead!

Even the head of Emei, Lingyun Shitai, the head of the Songshan faction, Ding Mian, and the head of Qingcheng, Chang Hongzi, were just standing a little closer, looking at Han Ping'er cautiously.

"Since you don't want to do it, then I'll do it first!" Han Ping'er laughed, strode out, stepped forward, and broke into the crowd.

The first to meet him was the head of Emei, Lingyun Shitai.

Master Ling Yun is in his fifties, and although his appearance is not as stunning as when he was young, his martial arts are a step further than back then.

The Heavenly Sword in her hand was handed out, and it was the killing move of this faction, "Clear the Sword Technique." ”

Han Ping'er saw that the body of the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword made a buzzing sound, shaking nine times from right to left, and from left to right, the speed was extremely fast, but every time, it was clear to see.

"Sword Breaker!"

Han Ping'er was angry and shouted, the Kunlun Sword was also nine hits in a row, and each blow was as fast as thunder, fast no matter what!

The two swords hit nine times in a row, all of which were struck together, one was the Kunlun sword that sharpened iron like mud, blown hair and broken hair, and was cast with cold iron outside the sky, and the other was the sword that was famous and resounded throughout the rivers and lakes, and was known as the sword that could break all things.

It's really a needle to the wheat, no one loses anyone!

Nine blows in a row, Ling Yun Shitai only felt that the majestic force was transmitted along the sword body to the tiger's mouth in his right hand, this force was higher than a wave, a wave was stronger than a wave, she encouraged support, and when she waited until the ninth wave, she finally couldn't support it, her right hand was loosened, and the sword in her hand came out of her hand, flew into the sky, turned in a circle, and inserted it on the mast on the roof of the building.

Looking down, I saw that the right hand holding the sword was already drenched in blood.

"The blade is good, kung fu, it's almost meaningful, offended!" Han Ping'er slapped it out with the back of his sword, and then looked at Ding Mian, the head of the Songshan faction who was standing still on the other side, his eyes were gurgling, and said: "Master Dingmen, I have heard the swordsmanship of the Songshan faction for a long time, and it is known as the eight inside and nine outside, so I will come to lead the lesson today." ”

After speaking, he took a few steps, reached out and grabbed Ding Mian's clothes.

Ding Mian was shocked, his body curled up strangely and became smaller, twisted and drilled, broke free from his clothes, and drilled towards the crowd.