Dark clouds covered the sky, and tonight was exceptionally dark, and the faint light of the fire seemed to be extinguished at any moment, and a great battle was quietly staged in the dungeons of the B-word prison.

"Just you? Boom. The black head smiled disdainfully, he came today to mean that he would never leave a living mouth, and the mouth as black as ink spit out the yin wind, this is the magic power that can only be used by drinking corpse oil for a long time, it is an absolute yin and evil qi, and low-grade martial artists will definitely not be able to bear it.

"Yes, it's up to me!" Qin Zheng was like a bow and arrow ready to fire, and in an instant, he relied on his amazing explosive power to kill the black head, and the cage was too narrow and there was nowhere to hide, so he faced it head-on!

The moment the black mist entered the body, it was so cold, as if the five abdomen and six organs were about to be frozen, the flesh and blood were blue and purple, Qin Zheng deliberately did not use a hundred poisons to invade, he knew that this poison was just the most basic gadget of the head descending master, and now he could still bear it.

Ignoring the pain, Qin Zheng slammed his fist at the black head, but it hit the air, and the head disappeared in mid-air in an instant and came to the other side.

"Aren't you going to kill my mouth? You, a nine-rank martial artist, dare to speak outrageously? Die in the poison of my corpse! "The black head is in his hands, his corpse poison can be refined from the corpses of countless martial artists, and the nameless souls who died under his hands must have seventy or eighty if not a hundred, Qin Zheng is too tender in his eyes.

Qin Zheng is athletic, since this black head dodges quickly, he is faster than him! At this moment, he was like a spirit ape repeatedly slaughtering in a cage, and the fist prints containing power smashed into large holes in the wall.

Gradually, Qin Zheng figured out the other party's means, and the black head created another projection in the black fog by dodging, blinding his eyes, so it was not how fast the other party was, but that he chose the wrong target before the fight every time.

Watch and unleash in all directions! This is also a skill obtained by the Owl bloodline.

The vision was instantly transparent, his eyes saw through the darkness like stars in the night sky, Qin Zheng mobilized the lines in his flesh and blood, and the sword lines shone brightly, as if he had turned into a sharp sword and stabbed at the black head.

Boom!

The fist mark smashed the black skull, sending flesh and blood flying, cracking the skull and smashing the rotten flesh into the ground like a leather ball.

"Impossible, how can you, a nine-rank martial artist, see through my fog?" The black head roared in disbelief, and the intense pain made him rage-free.

"I said you had to die today."

Qin Zheng didn't answer that stupid question, the offensive was launched like a raging storm, and he hit the field peasant punch, although the name was indeed a little dirty, but every punch was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the fist was to the flesh.

There is no chance for the black head to release the evil spell at all, and being close to the martial artist is such a terrifying thing, and zero cooldown is not a joke.

Puff puff!

Several mouthfuls of black blood coughed out, and the black head gritted its teeth and roared, when and where was he injured by a warrior? If he wasn't afraid that the jailer would find out that the flesh hadn't come, how could he have done this?

"Boy, you brought it on yourself!"

Only two fine lights flashed in the eyeballs of the black head, which were two spiders, which were kept in the body by the head descender all year round, and they were extremely poisonous.

Qin Zheng reacted quickly, avoiding the conspiracy of the head descending master, and then kicked the two poisonous spiders to pieces.

But this was just a trick, the killing move was still behind, and a dagger erupted from the mouth of the black skull.

Poof!

Qin Zheng's arm was scratched, and drops of blood flowed out.

Medicine!

Qin Zheng immediately understood what the other party wanted to do, there is an extremely vicious evil art in the head descending master, as long as the enemy's blood is obtained, the caster can use the evil magic to curse and kill it, according to the strength of the caster and the different power of the lost life, the most ruthless can immediately make the descendant bleed to death.

You must not allow the other party to get your own blood.

Qin Zheng jumped out in an instant, first punching at the black head, and then turning around and quickly running towards the dagger.

It's just that at this time, the black head didn't chase after it, and laughed wildly, like a mourning bird on Huangquan Road.

"Don't resist in vain, boy! It's time, it's time for you to hit the road, Truly! Do you know why I've been fighting with you for so long? What do you think I'm waiting for? Isn't it just waiting for the Gu poison in your body to attack? ”

It turned out that the dagger was actually a trick to shield his eyes, and the medicine also needed constant preparation time at his level, and he was not stupid enough to cast a spell in front of a martial artist, and his brain had to be hammered.

The black head recited the spell and launched the centipede descending in Qin Zheng's body, which is an evil technique that can only be achieved by a variety of medicinal poisons plus Gu poison combined with the spell of breaking life, and it is impossible for the ordinary eight-rank head descending master to complete it, but it can make a steady stream of centipedes grow in people's intestines until they explode and die.

"Truly."

The black head couldn't stop laughing, and the silver needle that began to penetrate Qin Zheng's body was his biggest killing move.

Qin Zheng immediately showed a painful look on his face, but this pain was fleeting, he tilted his head and asked, "Do you think I'm going to die of poison?" ”

Immediately, a sky-high flame erupted from the palm of his hand, and the bursting flames instantly enveloped the black head, and the power of the extreme yang instantly dispersed the yin qi and burned the evil spirit.

Zila! Zila!

Under the burning flames, the flesh of the black skull was turning to charcoal, and he screamed in pain.

"Why! Why! Why can you, a warrior, control the flames, and you obviously fell into my flight! Why not die! ”

I saw Qin Zheng shake his hand with disdain, a few drops of black liquid dripped from his fingertips, and he smiled slightly and showed his white teeth: "I'm sorry, I'm invincible!" ”

This is exactly the tactic that Qin Zheng formulated from the beginning, hiding the hole cards to weaken the enemy. If you want to talk about the combat effectiveness of a single body, although he is a martial artist and a fellow practitioner, he is an eight-grade head descending master on the other side, and he is very evil.

If you come up and play all the hole cards, even if you can win narrowly, there is almost no chance of getting rid of the opponent. In addition, if the other party doesn't care about getting the flesh, he will be in a dangerous situation.

"I said, you have to die!"

Qin Zheng moved, and smashed his fist on the black head that had already been burned to charcoal, not giving the other party a chance to breathe, and finally the black head was shattered like a watermelon.

Before he died, there was only one sentence left in his heart: What kind of monster is this guy?

After solving the head lowering division, Qin Zheng looked at the messy cell, and suddenly his head became bigger, the traces of burning flames, the big pit that was punched by the fist print, and the black minced meat all over the ground, how to explain this to the jailers.

"If I say that I went in at night, will they believe it?"

As soon as he thought about this, he had a headache, this was more stressful than killing the enemy, and he didn't think about it anymore when he was bored, isn't there a Huang Ziyang? After a while, he ran away with the escape charm.

So he looked at the minced flesh of the head descender, and thought, "Can the golden scroll absorb the essence and blood of people?" ”

After trying for a long time, the result was very disappointing, it couldn't be done at all, this golden scroll did not support the absorption of human essence and blood at all.

Is this the fear that the host will become a murderous madman?

......

The clouds cleared, and a headless corpse fell to the ground on a hill near the B-word prison.

The starlight shone on the earth again, and this battle was won by Qin Zheng.