Looking at the snake woman who fell to the ground, Tang Caiwei and Tang Fei were so surprised that they couldn't keep their mouths together.

Nine-star warrior, just died under the blow of Wang Dafei?!

They didn't see it clearly in the back, but Ren Lei and Su Qing'er saw it clearly, and at the moment of the end of the battle, the two of them both flashed to Wang Dazhu's side.

The snake woman ate the details of Chilian Jasmine that only Wang Dazhui himself knew, and although everyone else might have seen what she stuffed into her mouth, they never thought that it would be an extremely rare extreme yang poisonous flower - Chilian Jasmine!

"Sledgehammer, well done!"

Ren Lei glanced at Wang Dazhui, and said with some doubts: "What are you still doing, kid? Doesn't luck consume true qi? Quickly collect this ice and fire internal strength." ”

"There's something not quite right with him. ”

Because Su Qing'er's own cultivation is also related to the essence of decay water, she should be more sensitive.

"I fell for the yang poison of Chilian Jasmine. ”

Wang Dazhui trembled all over, and his voice was extremely low.

"What?!"

Hearing this, Su Qing'er's face changed, and she reached out without scruples and grabbed Wang Dazhu's wrist!

After a while, her face was solemn, and she glanced at Ren Lei, then nodded and said: "That's right, judging from this fierceness, it is indeed the yang poison of Chilian Jasmine, and it is also mixed with the slightest human qi, which should be matured by the master with blood qi, the positive is stronger, and it is closer to people, and it is easier to surrender and absorb." ”

"What should I do?

After listening to this, Ren Lei nodded in a deep voice, at this time Tang Caiwei and the others had already surrounded them, but they were not allowed to get close, because Wang Dazhui was now like a hot potato, and the heat waves and cold air around him alternately appeared, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"This kind of thing. He's not having a big problem coping with it now, it's just that it takes time. Su Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Meditation and pranayama can naturally come to fruition, and after the yang poison turns into yang energy, it will not only make his qi and blood more vigorous." Cultivation can also be improved. ”

"How long will it take?"

Tang Caiwei opened his mouth and said, "Can he still participate in the martial arts meeting?"

"It's hard to say. ”

Ren Lei shook his head, touched his chin and said, "At most, it will be half a year and a few months, or at least ten days and half a month." ”

Wang Da Hammer's body trembled more and more violently, and the yang poison that had been suppressed for a short time had a tendency to erupt again, so he hurried up and said, "Brother Lei, here are the fifty bottles of the Lion King Elixir that I made out of the rush, you can use it, Cai Wei, today is to challenge the Shadow Stream disciples." I can't do it without you, go back to the martial arts arena!"

After arranging all this, Wang Dazhui glanced at Ren Lei and Su Qing'er and said, "Brother Lei, sister-in-law, I'm afraid I can't hold on to the quiet room anymore, can I trouble you to help me protect the Dharma here?"

After the two nodded, Wang Dazhui immediately sat cross-legged and settled down on the spot.

The yang poison in the body can no longer be suppressed. It's better to block than to be sparse, so he has to start refining.

"Miss. Sledgehammer has us here, Sledgehammer is not here, you can't be absent anymore, you hurry over!"

Ning Jun and Ning Qinghan also opened their mouths to urge, Tang Caiwei hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and then glanced at Wang Da Hammer on the ground with concern. Then he gritted his teeth and left.

On the other side, on the martial arts arena, Leng Han had been fighting with his opponent for nearly an hour.

"Leng Han, you still don't understand?"

Wang Ye of the shadow stream sneered, his body fluttering. Although the cold sword was fast, it could not touch the corners of his clothes.

"Your sword is the most confident in you, but in my eyes, it's too slow!"

Wang Ye stroked the bangs in front of his forehead, and the sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth was so similar to the shadow wave in the audience.

"My body style and routines are all from learning Senior Brother Shadow Wave, how can you touch me?

On the side of Shadow Stream, Shadow Wave looked at Wang Ye above from the audience, with no expression on his face.

Shadow Stream's intelligence ability is notoriously powerful, but if you want to say who among the disciples of the same generation knows him best, then it must be Wang Ye on the stage.

This person who has always admired Shadow Wave and imitated Shadow Wave, has gradually grown from a small heel to his right-hand man today, Wang Ye, has become the leader among the disciples of Shadow Stream.

Therefore, his moves and routines are basically the same as those of Ying Lang, and even the signature movements that the other party is used to brushing bangs have also been learned.

"Wang Ye is like my shadow, from the analysis of the data, it is not enough for Leng Han to defeat him. ”

Leng Han was silent and did not speak, but his sword never stopped, even if it did not touch the corner of Wang Ye's clothes, but he did not hesitate or hesitate at all.

"Idiot, I've told you everything, and you still don't understand?!"

Wang Ye, who was dressed in black, sneered, and after taking a sip, he raised his hand and waved, and three inch nails shot out, colliding with the long sword in Leng Han's hand and causing some electric sparks.

Shadow Stream is proficient in assassination, in fact, most of the disciples under their sect practice the art of killing, once they go all out, it must be the rhythm of life and death, and there is no possibility of so-called competition.

But this is in the martial arts, and it must be stopped at the point, so Wang Ye is very smart, he has always been consuming, speed is originally their housekeeping skill, and it is not laborious to show it at all.

"Ding, ding!"

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Ye has been wandering and dodging, and at the same time turning back and throwing out all kinds of hidden weapons that he is best at.

Leng Han and Wang Ye's martial arts fight on the stage is like flying a kite, Wang Ye is the one who flies the kite, and Leng Han is the kite that is led by him.

Leng Han pursued, Wang Ye did not confront him head-on at all, Leng Han turned around and wanted to leave, Wang Ye would reflexively come over and attack him with a hidden weapon. It was as if he was tied to Wang Ye's hands by an invisible clue, and he was in a dilemma.

"Although Leng Han's cultivation is not weaker than Wang Ye, he is completely powerful and can't use it, it's too aggrieved. Luo Yufei of Baihua Valley and the sisters around her looked at each other and smiled, shook their heads and said: "Listening to the Snow Sword Sect to this point, it all depends on Wang Da Hammer and Tang Caiwei, and even Tang Caiwei is not as powerful as Wang Da Hammer, if those two don't play today, I will see the amazing journey of the Snow Sword Sect, and it will end here." ”

"Oh, it's really annoying, people still want to go up and have a good fight with Brother Sledgehammer!"

Hu Mei'er beside Luo Yufei covered her mouth and chuckled, although she looked charming and enchanting, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a haughty indifference.

"Ding!"

Swinging his sword again to block Wang Ye's hidden weapon, his cold expression became more and more anxious, his physical strength was very exhausted, and if he dragged it on, his defeat was inevitable!

"Why don't you give up?!"

Wang Ye stroked the bangs in front of his forehead, looked back at the expressionless shadow wave under the stage, his expression was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "It's been delayed for so long, senior brother, I'm really sorry." However, this is coming to an end!!"

Suddenly, Wang Ye no longer continued to wander away from Leng Han's side, but rushed towards Leng Han!

"Boom!"

A sharp dagger was like a lightning bolt that pierced the night, making everyone's eyes light up, and with this clear sound, the long sword that Leng Han had been holding tightly in his hand was actually knocked out by Wang Ye......! !

PS: The first one is even more late, and I apologize